Monday, May 5

I worked from home today with all the power and wifi. Bliss. There was a good bit of running around in the afternoon: Lucia forgot her sneakers so I had to bring those to her after school; then I picked her up after she ran with the track team; then I picked Greta up after crew. 

Contrary to our usual no-TV-during-the-week rhythm, the girls and I watched two episodes of Lost while we ate dinner. (Andrew's not here, so there was no one to stop us.) I was annoyed that an entire episode was devoted to still more people we'd never seen before--it's much, much too late in the series for new characters, even for the purpose of explaining...something. Do we understand the importance of this episode's revelations? What were the revelations, exactly? Was this an extended Cain and Abel metaphor, or good vs. evil, or something else? It's literally impossible to know, or, frankly, to care. Forget these new characters. Get us back to Sayid, Jack, Sawyer, Hugo, and Kate! Get us back to Desmond's inscrutable, secretive half-smile as he runs around Los Angeles in a nice suit, pretending to be a variety of authority figures! He is, somehow, the key to everything!

We now have just one episode left, a two-hour finale. We'll save it for the weekend. Greta wondered out loud how all the loose ends would possibly be tied up; I told her I'm pretty sure they're not going to be. Lucia said she found a list online of all the unresolved mysteries, but didn't read it. We're all determined to avoid spoilers. Like I've said before, I've somehow lived twenty years knowing nothing about this series--but I do know that the finale was widely considered enraging / disappointing. I cannot wait to see it for myself. We've come so far.