Last night I get a call from my ex, all about how our daughter is failing geometry. She’s not taking notes in class, got caught reading fiction books and is clueless on how to do proofs. My exx is a real yakker and spent most of the call talking to me about his expectations of our kid. When I finally talked to her, she was frustrated, but I took the neutral route and listened to what she wanted to say. Basically, I asked her to try to take notes in class and explained that she’s not stupid for not knowing how to explain a proof. Hell, I flunked algebra twice before understanding it. I recommended she transfer to an easier geometry class (less focus on proofs and theorums). She’s smart as anything and really likes to do math and logic stuff, but she’s got a lot of stubborn in her and she doesn’t like doing things she hates. The ex called tonight and said the day went much better. She took notes good enough for her to understand (including the stick figure doodles lol) and neither was at the other’s throat. The groovy news is that she’s learning Japanese at the state university in an off-campus thing run by some Japanese exchange students. She wants to learn it so she can read manga.
On the home front, Empath talked with his ex-boss and is on call for work. He liked his job, but standing on his feet on concrete for 8 hours a day got painful. He’ll be parttime from what I know, so he can still apply for other jobs. He thinks he can work 2 parttime jobs as long as one involves sitting down.
We were at our grocery store today. There’s an open lobster tank in the meat/fish department for picking one out, but we like to stop by and say hi to them. I stopped by the tank, shocked. The rake end of the tool to get them out was inside the tank and a lobster claw. o_O Yeah, a lone lobster claw with no lobster attached! We did not find the victim nor the attacker.
One reason we were at the store was to get some guaze pads and paper tape for me. On Tuesday, I backed into a fresh-from-the-oven cookie sheet with my right forearm and gave myself a 4 inch long, 2nd degree burn. It blistered up pretty good, even after running icy water on it. Yesterday, I popped it to get some of the fluid out because I was on the verge of picking it and doing serious damage. Empath bandaged it up and did okay until today when the bandage glue was giving me an itchy rash (I’m allergic to adhesive glue). Now I’m wearing a guaze pad stuck to my arm with paper tape.