Back to routine

Call it laziness, call it writer's block, call it whatever you want -- I just couldn't write these last few weeks. I guess there were too many things we had to deal with. Germany, Israel, all of a sudden a job offer, the flight back, a hectic week of getting-back-to-routine, and then my first day at work on Monday.

I started at a company in Oakland, which is really close by. My manager agreed to flexible hours, organized a laptop for me, and is besides also a really sweet person. A good manager too, for all I can say after three days. It's tough at the moment though, it always is when you start a new job. At work, my head is spinning from information overkill. I am also having a hard time getting up in the mornings. It didn't really help either that my alarm clock decided not to go off today at 5:45.

Yair stays in school now until 3:30pm. Sometimes he naps after lunch, sometimes he doesn't, but he's taking it all really well. He's happy and sweet when I come to pick him up. He's such a good boy. "Where is mommy? Has she gone to work?" he asks in the mornings when he wakes up and finds me gone. No crying, no complaining. Today at dinner, he asked me: "Mommy, how was school today?" I:"It was nice. I slept on my mat next to Adi." He (rolling his eyes, laughing): "Mommy! You didn't go to school! You went to work!"

So yes. We're back.