Feast or famine. That’s the way it usually works with freelance writing. I’m in a feast mode right now. I’m doing final edits on one article, starting the research on a second, and trying to meet my 1,000 words per day quota for a book draft.

On top of the writing work, I have been shipping out books ($$) from the Etsy shop, attending endless meetings with the school district about Ian, getting on my soapbox at school board meetings, feeding the bottomless pits that be my boys, and driving Ian around to various after-school activities, so he can have some contact with human beings.

It’s been a lot. I think tomorrow’s newsletter will about how we’ve been raising a teen with autism during the pandemic, so you’ll get more info on that.

What have we been talking about here in the former Apt. 11D?

The suckiness of Jonah’s canned YouTube classes. Half of his classes this year are YouTube videos where the professor reads his powerpoint slides. So, so, so boring, and so, so, so difficult to actually talk to someone in-person about the class. But at least none of his professors are actually dead.

With Trump out of the White House, the press is finally more comfortable pointing out the fact that closed schools are really bad for kids. I think we need plans going forward to help the kids that were most negatively impacted this year. In fact, I got on my soap box about this at Monday’s school board meeting. At the 74, Robin Lake wrote an opinion piece with the same these.

And, of course, there’s the story about Reddit day traders destabilizing global markets by buying up Game Stop stock. There is no word in that sentence that is not funny.

Picture: Just a typical Wednesday night meal here. Grilled pork chops with spice rub, brown rice, Mac n cheese, cabbage, salad, pumpkin bread. They ate almost all of it. More pictures on Instagram.