Saturday, March 14, 2026

Stocked Up the Parental Unit's Fridge & Cupboards, Got Some Grading Done, Walked Karal in a Squall, & Now Needing to Return to Connecticut

Truth be told: I wish I could finish out the semester remotely. Teach from Amalfi Drive. Balance out being a good son and maintaining a teaching career. Ah, work doesn't work this way. Perhaps during Covid-19, but not the years following.

Made omelets for lunch, sloppy joe's for dinner, and another cinnamon cake to leave behind (wondering if Dad will devour this one like he did in the last one). 

Karal and I walked when I needed a break from grading and somehow timed it with the snow. We maintained the pace, even if were both became frosty with snow layer upon us. It was cold. 

Didn't make it to Wegman's this trip, but hit Price Chopper up a few times. There is lunch and dinner for a week, and leftovers to get into as soon as Karal and I leave. Soft foods. Easy to cook foods. Finger foods (like donuts and muffins, which my father will have gone by the time I hit Albany). 

Suppose I'll need to fill the tank. Need my morning coffee first. No rush. Sun's out in CT and I'll lose myself listening to an audiobook. 

Time to get back to the Stratford routine. 

No Clue Who Elliott and Sabrina Are, and That is Not the Mr. Moonbeam I Remember from Brown, But I'll Go With It.

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