Fresh fettuccine paired with sweet summer corn pesto for a delicious, unexpected twist. Move over, basil – there’s a new pesto in town.
This week has been A WEEK. I don’t usually share a lot of personal things on here, but boy oh boy I am d-o-n-e for the week and it’s only Thursday! Last week was our nanny’s last week since she’s starting grad school in the fall. We lined up a new nanny for our nanny share to start Monday. She came and shadowed our prior nanny for an afternoon last week, confirmed the start day, and we seemed good to go.
But. BUT. 7:30 pm Sunday night rolls around and she sends up a text message saying she has fibromyalgia and is unable to work because of the pain. Twelve hours before she’s supposed to start and she bails. The other family in our nanny share immediately reached out for clarification. Is she unable to work for the day… or forever? Radio silence the rest of the day. No response to text message, emails, or voicemails. Nothing. Nada. Nilch. Zip. Finally, Tuesday she responds and says she still wants the job, but would like to push the start date back a few weeks. AYFKM?!? I mean, I get it. Sick days happen – that’s why we offer our nanny paid sick days. But to be completely non-responsive for several days and then suggest that we just push the start date back by a few weeks?
So, suffice to say, we are interviewing new nannies. In the meantime, Ryan has been coming to work with me, spending his time in the lab on my back while I try to get some assays done. I’ve barely managed to do a quarter of the experiments I need to finish this week. Ryan has certainly been bored out of his mind with no storytime, games, or time playing with his nanny share pal. Our house is an epic disaster since Ryan pulls everything out of every cabinet while I get ready in the morning. And yet somehow, despite failing miserably at both being a scientist and a parent this week, I’m three times more exhausted than usual. Life is hard.