October 19, 2009
My son will be leaving tomorrow for a four-day retreat, no cell phone, nothing--I haven't been out of communication with him that long since he was born! Even when he went to Disneyworld last year with his uncle, we chatted at least once a day. Luckily, life has handed me unexpected busy-ness. The landlady's arranged for carpenters to be here at 8 a.m. tomorrow morning--while I'm working, they'll install a floorboard under my kitchen sink, put up new bathroom wall tiles. On Wednesday I'll interpret for J. all day. Evenings, I'll take refuge in coffee shops and write.