A nice conversation with my uncle before bed. In part it was about getting a job, talking about where I might wait tables or something, and then some talking about the possibility of me teaching again. He says I seem to have a passion for it, which is true, but also why it’s so hard to do it sometimes when the politics of it all seem to be out to destroy all the things you worked for. He also understood why I wouldn’t want to jump into teaching now, while I am still undecided about where to settle.
Another conversation with my uncle in Georgia. He actually told me that his step daughter made 300 dollars a shift working in restaurants down here… which is good news for me.
Got to see ANTM, even if it was without my previous tradition of the brownie batter feast.
Having a family dinner with the whole family, including Uncle. I even made a simple salad to go with our frittata.
G trying to help Uncle with raking the garden. And then later, helping him put the gardening tools back in the shed.
The first few times G crosses his arms and says, “no!” It’s really cute. And then the following few hundred times? Not so much.
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