It’s really weird that every time I mention I’ll be traveling to a conference several people at work ask me in horrified, hushed voices “But who’ll be taking care of Klara when you are gone?” while not a single person at church does.
It’s just bizarre that the reaction from the church ladies, even the elderly ones, is invariably, “Wow, that’s great! What’s the conference about? What’s your talk about? Which part of Spain are you going to?” And the reaction from academic ladies is very often, “And how does Klara feel that you are leaving her alone? Will she be sad? Have you made arrangements for Klara while you are away?”
No, I’ll just drop her in the woods and hope that wild wolves will take care of her. Because I’ve got to be just that kind of shitty mother if I dare to travel for work.