So the good news is that I passed the test and am officially on the job! (86 percent, even with three instances of pages that didn't load for me, so I didn't get credit for them).
The better news is that we found new daycare for K, so she will shortly be out of my hair again.
However, while she went on Tuesday, the provider had previous engagements today and tomorrow, so we're not going to start on the regular schedule (Tuesday, Thursday and Friday) until two weeks from now, after we get back from Colorado. But I've been working for two days, and will be working tomorrow. And I'm working both Saturday and Sunday at the museum. And then working from home again on Monday, also with no daycare. And somewhere in there I have to find time to pack, because we're leaving for the airport at 7 AM on Tuesday, where I will then spend five days parenting solo in a strange city.
So if the writing here is scarce, it's because I'm caught between being busy and getting in some anticipatory hyperventilating over next week. Don't get me wrong, I'm looking forward to going to Colorado again. I'm just tired, and the thought of the next week and a half makes me want to take a five-year nap.
More notes from the front when I have two seconds to rub together.