7.376. Whole New World

Since the start of my relationship, I have not spent a single night home alone without the kids. It has happened in other spaces, but here in our home, never. Now we have the sweet taste of freedom for a little while and man does it feel good. I’m just settling into the idea of being able to feel free and relaxed at home and not have to be concerned about anyone but the lady (and the pets, I suppose). It allows us to create a new rhythm in the house, get stuff done, and just feel like we can do what we want in the space without worrying over kids. I love the thought of this and in practice it is pretty chill even in the first few hours.

Some Thoughts:

  1. Planned to write from 8-12 today. Didn’t. I think It will be more of an 12-3 deal for me. I’m not quite prepared to sink into it and I want some more time feeling out the space with the lady and doing a little more me time. I need to put in the word time today. I’ve graded a considerable amount since the early dawn, but the words… the words need their comeuppance.

7.375. Reflections on a Fantasy Season

I was the best of times, it was the worst of times… Well, it was mostly the worst of all time. I failed at fantasy at such a horrific level that I cannot imagine doing this badly again. I just didn’t know what to do. If I had a choice between two players I chose the wrong one every single time. There were 8 weeks where my bench outscored my starters. All of this led to me looking forward to the toilet seat award and a first pick in next year’s draft. What will I do with that pick? I don’t actually know yet. It is going to require some legitimate research, which is a thing I used to do but stopped. Like my wins stopped. Such is life and fantasy football.

Some Thoughts:

  1. Yeah, not a lot to say about the sport tonight. I don’t really considered fantasy a sport. It is a semi-complex gambling scenario. This is all.
  2. Not a lot to say about a whole lot. I’m drained and not much for the words. It has been a long semester loaded with complaints and students aching to get over. I’m tired of it. Glad to be done with classes (save for finals)…