Dead Guppies Aren't Much Fun
Most of them have died. We've returned to the fish store twice, baggies of dead fish in hand waiting to exchange them. And we brought new fish home.
They died too.
Well, not all of them. Just the fancy guppies and a beta fish. I think we're done with guppies for a while. I was pretty sad about our beta aka "mop" fish because Eric was really excited about that one.
But it's in the freezer. In a baggie. With 2 dead guppies I found clinging to the filter today. What will I find in there tomorrow?
Apparently there is a really great fish store out in Framingham, but I really don't want to schlepp out to Framingham to get fish. One trip out to Framingham equals about five trips to the new PetSmart at Freshpond, timewise that is. Until Eric starts being traumatized by his dead fish. But so far he's good.
I'm tired today. Working half time and being with the kids in the afternoon is infinitely more exhausting than working full time. Mornings are really intense and afternoons drag on forever as the kids get crankier on the days we are housebound by the weather. In the summer, we always go to the park after K's afternoon nap. We chill out there until dinner time. But no matter what I do, after 4:30 they are shrieky, cranky and generally impossible. In theory, I could feed them at five, but what would I do with them at six when I'm really desperate? And we'd give up family dinners during the week and I really couldn't bear that. Rich does get home in time for dinner two or three nights per week, and that's really important to us to eat as a family as much as possible.
I'll get into my groove with this soon. But it does take a while.