weekend

[winterbadger]

soccer_fox and I went to hear Ellis Paul on Friday night; he did a wonderful concert! Then we went down to my mum's on Saturday and came back yesterday. In between, we helped do a little more clearing of the mass of detritus that my dad left behind, did a few odds and ends of tasks for my mum, and took her out to dinner at her favourite restaurant. We also drove up to Williamsburg and spent an hour or two wandering around the British Army encampment that was the focus of their annual "Under the Red Coat" event. john_arundel has a great summary of the event in his journal!

I heard that my niece Sarah is off to graduate school in Wales, that my sister Victoria is thinking of moving out to New Mexico, and that my sister Cornelia and her partner have been taking their dachshund around to pet adoption fairs in hopes of finding a dog he will like to adopt so as to assuage his separation anxiety following the death of their other hound. Of course, since it's them, the one it sounds as if they have settled on has multiple chronic physical and mental health problems...

Traffic was awful going down, not too bad coming back. We talked a lot in the car, making plans and discussing all sorts of random topics: friends, public policy, books...

After we got home, we walked over to the county library (as opposed to the town library) and I got a card and we checked out books and CDs, then walked back through the park. The far end of the path runs past a number of migrant labor dormitories apartment blocks patronized by young Latino men, some of whom heckled us and shouted sexual innuendos at us as we walked past. Nice. Classy. We had dinner (NJS made a delicious salad with bacon and mushrooms and spring onions) and watched "Hear My Song", a movie I love that she had not seen before. The weather was lovely--cool and breezy evening following a warm but not humid day.

I'm feeling very out of sorts. The weekend was nice, and I was really happy most of the time. But at some point last night a great funk settled on me, and I don't quite know how to shift it. Work seems depressing and boring, nothing seems very happy and cheerful; I just feel like crawling into a hole and pulling it in after me. Not good. Hopefully I will snap out of it as suddenly and mysteriously as I snapped into it.