Car notes, 2023-2026

Apr. 9th, 2026 09:35 am
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In November of 2014, when I got my first real job after moving back here from NYC, I bought a 2004 Chevy Aveo (bright red). It was never as beloved as my 2001 Echo (dark green) that I bought in 2006 and sold in 2011, but it was functional and affordable and cute.

In June 2023, three jobs later, the Aveo slipped its timing belt and died while I was on my way to work (fortunately on a side street and not on the highway). I spent an aggravating month at aggressive car shopping, and finally ended up with a 2020 Chevy Trax. At first I was going to go with an older and crappier one, so as to stay within budget, but then my parents both volunteered to step up and contribute, and a newer one showed up at the dealership right at that moment that fit the new budget, so I grabbed it. It's been pretty trouble-free (apart from the lady who rear-ended me half a mile from my house when I was stopped to let some geese cross in front of me in April 2024). But recently the engine light came on and the reader says it's the exhaust (catalytic converter). Gotta get that dealt with, but it's a ginormous pain in the ass. I am so over these repair shops that are only open weekdays 8am-4pm.

At the end of May 2025, I decided we were in a secure enough position to go replace Mr. Y's 2005 Ford Focus before it hit end of life; he had had it from new, and it didn't have anything seriously wrong with it yet, but was generally starting to fall apart. I found a black 2019 Chevy Trailblazer for what looked like a decent price (about the same as my Trax) and condition despite the fairly high mileage. For this, we could technically have paid cash but it would have meant draining most of our reserves, so in these uncertain times, I thought the better part of valor was to take out a loan for half and pay it off as quickly as comfortable. However, then he got an engine light after less than 6 months, and the local shop that he likes told us there's a flaw in the transmission in these models - not severe enough to merit a recall or service bulletin, but nevertheless known. Or should have been known by the dealership when they sold it to us. He's continued to drive it, but just last week, he was regaling me with tales of how the janky transmission needs to be babied along almost every time to get the car into gear. Fortunately once it's in Drive it seems to be fine??

So that's looming over our heads too. On the plus side, if/when we spring to replace the janky transmission, he should be good to go for a while. Given that he had his previous car for a full 20 years, that's not terrible.

Depending on how it goes with that, we're on track to get the thing paid off this year - or were, but now there's the matter of Ms. A needing to start braces this summer, not to mention the newly manufactured oil crisis recession, and aaugh.

Passover notes, 2026

Apr. 7th, 2026 09:55 am
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In recent years we have occasionally had seder for the 3 of us at home, but this year we had first-night seder for 10 - mostly Mr Y's non-Jewish bandmates, who are all lovely smart interested people, plus my synagogue friend David from the next town over, with his two no-longer-so-little kids (9 and 6 now, though they're still tiny compared to my towering 10yo). So we had a kids' table in the kitchen and 7 adults around the dining table, which is just about as full as we can get without starting to feel crowded. Ms. A was amazing at entertaining the kids and helping them find snacks, everyone enjoyed the matzah ball soup and overnight brisket to the fullest, and we were done by about 9:30pm, with still enough energy to do one load of dishes before we sacked out.

Thursday (second night) we went to the potluck community seder at the Other Shul, which we have attended before but not recently. It's a 90-person affair, of whom I only know maybe 20 (alas, my friend the rabbi was out of town with family, which was apparently a bone of some contention in the community, but that's another story). We sat with another young family, so Ms. A got to work her magic with the littles again. The seder portion was under half an hour (!), but it was nice to be able to sit back and not have to handle anything. They did hand me a reading as soon as I walked in the door, which actually felt nice to know they know me well enough to trust me. :-)

Sunday we had my mom over for what passes for Easter dinner. I had gotten a lamb roast at Costco for the occasion, and way too much chocolate, and I made parsley potatoes and green beans almondine and Rakott Krumpli. This last is a casserole recipe that my mother's family inherited from my Hungarian great-grandmother as simply "potatoes and eggs"; apparently the traditional Hungarian version also involves pork sausage, but the Hungarian Jewish community makes it with just potatoes, eggs, and sour cream (with a layer of butter for good measure). Just one more data point in the "crypto-Jewish" theory of the Rosenberg side of the family.

My mom showed up about 12:45, shortly after church. We hadn't really set a firm time for her to come over, and I was just thinking about taking a nap when she rang the bell, but I tried to rally myself to the table and be a good hostess. Apparently I didn't do a very good job, because she chased me upstairs to take a nap after all ("I'll just lie down on the couch too! Go rest!"), so I came back 2 hours later feeling miles better, and we had a good afternoon and early (for us) dinner.

Kiddo has been on break all last week and yesterday, but had to go to school today, matzah lunch in hand lovingly packed by Mama. Now just 3 more school/work days until pizza night!

A tale of two weekend days

Mar. 30th, 2026 07:59 am
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Saturday: Woke up around 6:30. Lounged around in bed for too long even though my routine is to get up at 7 and learn my Torah reading for the 10am Shabbat service. Did the official Pesach shopping after shul (since the grocery store in Munster near the synagogue is the most reliable source of KFP). Stopped at the craft store to get the foam sheets I was out of for the tiny books. Went to Whole Foods just because, spent way too long browsing, came out with nothing but a wheel of Brie and some dandelion tea. Got home around 3:30, put the chicken stock in the instant pot, noodled around for a bit, then kiddo (who had successfully cleaned her room and purged her closet without being asked) asked for some snuggle-and-reading time. We lit the "Library" scented candle I got at Target recently ("leather and embers", you're speaking my love language) and got into bed, where it turned out I didn't get up until after 7pm. I just felt... knackered, lonely and tired. Got up eventually, stir-fried some green beans for dinner and we watched the Muppet Show. This is the day that felt like "did absolutely nothing" although that was clearly only true for a few hours in the middle.

Sunday: Slept until almost 7am. Lounged around in bed for a while. Got up at 8:30 and ACTUALLY went to the gym 9-10:30 since there's no Sunday school due to spring break. Spent the next several hours in an ADHD productivity fugue - you know the one - 15 things on my list, and every time I change locations to do one step, get sidetracked on another thing until I have all 15 open tabs in my brain around the house, then slowly close them all out. Changed the sheets, vacuumed, two loads of laundry including folding (!!), shipped several Etsy orders, called my mom, answered some synagogue emails, ate lunch, etc etc, which took until almost 5pm. Took kiddo for a walk on the bike path, then the big grocery shopping run. Got home at 7:30pm and suddenly felt like I'd been beaten with a stick. Mr. Y had made a very nice beef pot pie, I made guacamole and we had a late but chill supper. This is the day that felt like "DID ALL THE THINGS" (even though I never did make the tiny books) and it was pretty great.
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In general, things here are good, but lately I'm feeling more waves of "stressed and drained" or "lonely and sad" amid the normal "productive and high-energy" states. Work is intense, although at least they love and appreciate me and make it worth my while! Passover is coming, which is never my favorite, but it's good to feel that sort of renewal and spring-cleaning process.

If anyone else is still on Finch (self-care app) and would like to friend me, my code is BHRPQNLDPZ. I downloaded it last week because it seems a lot more fun to have a little round birb chirping "go do some things! you are great!" at me than it is to just sit there doomscrolling for an extra hour every morning while I tell myself "get out of bed, dumbass". I'm not sure it's actually gotten me out of bed any faster, but it is somewhat satisfying, and on the plus side, here I am writing a 5-minute journal entry for the first time in some years.

I'm also about to get out of my chair and go to the gym, but that's more a function of spring break, in the sense that it's the first Sunday in months I don't have to get up and/or roust child out of bed to be somewhere. I started up this gym membership in July of 2024 and I actually went faithfully 6 days a week for about 2 months that summer, but that fell off as soon as school started up. My therapist says "you have to make time for yourself" but my sleep has been so broken for most of that time, I didn't want to do anything to jeopardize it. It's been better in recent months, sleeping through til 6:30 instead of waking up 3:30 - so I really could get myself out of bed and use that time, but see previous paragraph about doomscrolling.

Also, the world is going to hell and it's terrifying. I am trying to plan out another visit to Boston exactly when airport security and jet fuel prices are both going insane, and I don't trust that either of these factors will blow over lightly. I am looking at bringing Ms A the first weekend of October for Simchat Torah at Tremont St., but if I could have my way, I would also come out by myself in June for a certain Beginning-of-Summer party. To say nothing of a bat mitzvah in late April and a friend's wedding over Labor Day, but those are looking less likely.

This past week was the 2026 JoCo Cruise; several people I know were on it, and I think it's fair to say that I was experiencing JoCo FOMO. I actually find that I fantasize a lot lately about traveling, not just to Boston but to other places - and that's making the above factors feel even more wistful.

I did get to Arisia this past January, for the first time since 2014, this time with 10yo Ms A in tow. It was a delight for both of us, but I'm going to punt that to (hopefully) a separate post as my timer is up.

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