Today is kind of odd.

No appointments other than lunch with the little sister.

Spent most of the morning cleaning house.
I’m between classes. The new one starts on Wednesday. I didn’t have much to do and felt the need to do some deep cleaning.

When I returned from lunch, it was about three or so. I’m just kind of waiting to shower and see mom for my nightly shot.

I’m not good at just waiting so I did some quick weeding in the yard and cleaned off the top of the microwave. The kitchen in this house is small. Space is a priority, and things tend to be dumped on and then become very dusty. It’s a perk of living between two cornfields.

So, cleaned that and now just waiting some more.

I even have Gems and PQ caught up. That’s kind of a rarity. I’m trying to stay off the bike and SErg as I’ll probably do that for an hour during the ‘news.’

“News” in quotation marks because, by the time it’s recorded, it’s not “new” anymore and not the news.

But, it’s almost time for a shower and prepare for the shot.

It’s kind of a sad day too. This is Jason’s last work-from-home day. The new legislation has him traveling to the office all the time. Covid rules are ending, as they should… I suppose.

However, I do better when people are around. In a way, I’m going to miss him. He won’t be here to pick on and that’s more time we’re apart. But, that’ll open up Monday for me too. To do what, I don’t know. There’s little I would do without him here than with him here.

It’s just different, I guess. Selfishly, I’m not sure how I’ll react with him gone all the time and his hours at work extended to make up the difference. He’ll won’t be back during the weekdays until around seven and then has to be gone by six or seven the next morning.

We’ll only have a couple of qualities hours together during the week and, even then, he’ll be tired and/or I’ll be upset.

Although dad’s work hours were worse, Jason’s new schedule kind of reminds me of that. Dad was home only for about six hours a day, most of that was sleeping, the remaining where…. well, it wasn’t pretty.

Again, different people, different jobs, and different circumstances. Still, I’m a little fearful. And maybe a little jealous that I don’t have that schedule and can’t contribute – other than cleaning off the microwave – to the support and defense of the homestead.

Instead, I’m strapped with dumb-butt students and AI drivel.

And the government continues to spiral. Trump, who claimed he would pull us out of wars, continues to initiate tariff wars – Japan and Spain are the most recent targes – outside of China. There’s the whole Iran/Isreal thing. I don’t think that’s over.

The Big Beautiful Bill is, if passed, supposed to add trillions of dollars in debt (I think). So much for DOGE.

And RFK wants to tag and bag everyone with medical devices for “our health.” Privacy and HIPAA be dammed.

The Epstein files have yet to be released and, at this point, I don’t think they will.

So… what promises are kept?
Plastic straws are back in and showerhead pressure has been improved? — Not that the showerhead thing was big. Just removing the rubber ring inside one would do that.

It’s a waiting game.

I’m not sure who was elected.
It doesn’t seem like it was the same person from November.