portexToday was Jake’s last day of spring break, though the weekend is still before him, which I’m sure he’s very happy about.
I work from home and Rochelle worked on some of her three homework assignments she got for her sociology class yesterday. I’m sure she’s thrilled to be back doing that.
The big news of the day today was that Jordan decided to come home for spring break. It didn’t work out like that exactly on purpose. After all, he was just home for four days a couple weeks ago. But the thing that his fraternity was doing, heading over to Alabama, for some reason, he was too late and missed the deadline for that. He was beating himself up for it, which is unfortunate, but at least he got to come home!
We were able to find him airfare for a reasonable price. But of course, there were other things going on as well.
For example, we told Jake already that Rochelle and I were going out to Pennsylvania this weekend and so Jake could have his friends over to hang out at our apartment. With Jordan coming home tonight, that put a complication in there.
Nevertheless, we’re always up for maximizing family happiness and so we figured out something. Rochelle suggested that we pick up Jordan from the airport at about 11:20 PM in Newark, Jordan, Rochelle, and I head up to Pennsylvania. On Saturday, Rochelle said she would take Jordan to Binghamton University so Jordan could visit his Camp Weequahic friend, Ben. Binghamton University is about an hour and 40 minutes away from our home in Pennsylvania.
Anyway, after booking the airfare and settling on these plans, John had a different change of plans. Apparently, another Camp Weequahic friend, Abe, who lives in downtown Manhattan and is the same age as Jordan and his other camp friends, but is a year behind in school because he started later in private school was now going to drive up with Jordan on Saturday, tomorrow.
OK then, the new plan was this. Jordan arrives in Newark at 11:20 PM and, since Rochelle and I are still going out to Pennsylvania, but now around 5 PM after I get out of work, Jordan will take an Uber back home to Manhattan.
The plan continues where Jordan and his friend Abe drive up to Binghamton on Saturday morning. Jordan isn’t sure if Abe can stay over in Binghamton overnight but Jordan wants to. So Rochelle volunteered to pick him up from Binghamton on Sunday morning. I’m sure I will go as well and then will either drive back to Pennsylvania for another day or drive straight back to New York.
Either way, we’re doing what we can to maximize fun and fulfillment. Our only thing we ask for in return is appreciation and understanding that these things take great effort, energy, love, and resources. So appreciate them!
So as I mentioned, Rochelle and I drove from New York to our home in Pennsylvania after I got out of work at 5 PM. Finally, the snow melted in our driveway and most of our lawn, snow that had been there for many weeks and had prohibited us from driving down the driveway the last two times we were out here. It was so nice to be able to drive right into our garage!
Outside, It was crisp and clear, and pretty mild. In fact, the last few days have seentemperatures in the mid to upper 60s. The stars were out and they were brilliant and bright and beautiful!
Rochelle and I immediately had some leftovers for dinner before chilling out on the couch and watching a couple episodes of Schitts Creek, the remainder of the movie, Endgame, which had begun the other day, and an episode of Game of Thrones.
Jordan arrived in Newark around 11:20 PM as scheduled and took an Uber back home. Hugs, love, kisses!
In the meantime, Jake had over several friends including Shea Brothers, Ben Robinson and Ben’s friend from long ago, Matt, who Jordan and Jake also knew growing up. So that was nice.
Around 12:45 AM, it was time for Rochelle and me to go to bed as well. I called up Jake and he was still awake and answered the phone. I was able to say good night to him, but Jordan had already gone to sleep. Rochelle and I had said good night earlier, but I want to check anyway. Either way, I texted Jordan his usual “happy and healthy” good night.
Rochelle then jumped in bed as I went out to the kitchen and journaled. After that in some mindfulness meditation, I was off to bed as well.
Happy, healthy, infinite love and gratitude!