Things are out of wack this morning.
Steve started his new day of work all the way down in lower Manhattan. Car to the train to the PATH and then a walk. He left at 6:45 for the 7:02 express train. He’s not sure when he’ll get back. Maybe 7:15. After a week, we’ll have a better idea of the new routine.
Jonah missed the school bus this morning. I had to leave Ian alone for fifteen minutes, so I could drive Jonah to school. I don’t like to leave the 11-year old autistic kid alone ever, but it had to happen this morning. When I came back, he had finished making himself breakfast and put the bowl in the sink. Big boy.
As we waited for Ian’s school bus, he told me that his new school was “weird.” [deleted info]
I skimmed the most-read articles on the New York Times website for the topics that are freaking me out the most — the shutdown and the sad fates of the Kenyan mall hostages. Nothing. Sweet and heartwarming stories, but nothing about the impending doom in Washington and abroad.
Like Ian, I need some structure right now. I need to know whether or not my husband will be home for dinner. I need to know that the government is going to work tomorrow. I need to create a work-plan for myself.