It’s been 4 weeks now since I lost my wedding ring and my thumb refuses to except that it is gone (thumb keeps running ring finger).
Geek humor
Geek humor: this morning I awoke (the 2nd time) with the clock reading 555. That amused me to no end.
Good morning
Nothing kickstarts your day quite like a heathy panic attack.
Voices in my head want music
Every now and then I have this short conversation in my head which basically goes, “need more Dire Straits!”
Things I shouldn’t have to say
“Act like you want something for Christmas!”
From the mouths of babes
Cathy: "Evan, do you have any self control?!"
Evan, 9: "No but…"
Today I exercised!
Years ago, I would awaken at 4am and be at the gym by 5am. I would hit the dry sauna then stretch then run some laps, lift some weights, play racket ball, swim a few laps, and finish with some time in the steam room and a shower. It was a great way to start the day. I would finish each day meditating on the day’s events and the day to come and have 20 minutes of stretching. I never felt strong and more mentally fit in my life.
Now, my days start off with bemoaning the lights that automatically turn on at 5:30am and if the dogs and cats are on my legs using them as an excuse to stay under the warm covers another 30 minutes (let’s call that meditation). Then, maybe, I walk to the bus stop with the 9 year old but usually I negotiate with him to drive. I stand at my desk all day..er, most of the day. I do sit occasionally and in meetings. The aerobics come in the evening during the half a dozen or so trips I take up the stairs on errands for the wife or to investigate a bump in the night.
But today that changed! While getting the children’s morning routines started, I dropped to the floor for a set of 8 push ups. This confused Westley, the cat, who decided every time I went down to the floor, that he should head butt me. After 8 situps, I rolled over for 8 crunches to which the cat decided was acceptable but only if he rubbed his face against my cheek. When I turned over for another set of 8 pushups, the headbutting returned. Same with the crunches, more face rubbing and purring. Last, third, set of pushups included 8 more head butts; And the last set of crunches ended with face rubbing and purring. I suspect 20 minutes of stretching would produce a very confused cat. I slipped on some spandex just to make my buttocks sexy for the neighbors then ran around the block. Since I’m typing this, you know I didn’t die…but I gave it my all! Let’s do this again in another 15 years.
Fantastic week
I took a vacation. One week to pull my life back together. In that week, I worked on a client project. I worked on my house. I visited relatives I literally have not seen in decades. There was laughter galore. My body aches. I am weary and now wish I had another week to continue this momentum (and possibly rest a little). But alas, my job duties call. I should spend a few more hours tonight working on a client’s project and doing personal finance etc etc. I think I’ll watch a little tv with the wife and try to calm my mind.
How was it?
When you get to the end of your days, you should be able to look back and say, "That was a fun ride!"
From the mouths of babes
Cathy: "I’m getting in the shower to shave my head."
Cathy: *glowers*
Cathy: "This is why you don’t talk to me before I’ve had my coffee."
From the mouths of babes
Cathy: "Why are you laying on the floor?"
Tommy: "Because it annoys Dad."
At least he is honest.
The escapades begin
Once again, National Lampoon’s film crew is with us bright and early. The McCaughan’s are going on vacation! We are off to visit my 96 year old grandmother and other relatives for Thanksgiving. We’ve rented a tank, er, Suburban that is completely tricked out. The driver’s seat provides haptic feedback, vibrating whenever backing too close to an object, or vibrating just on the left side when crossing the center line, or vibrating on the right side when crossing the shoulder marker, and apparently the windscreen illuminates red when approaching a vehicle too quickly (despite trying, I haven’t proven that one yet). We will travel in the snowstorm created by the nor’easter which certainly will not interfere with our 7pm dinner reservations. Our house sitter is prepped and our crew is excited with our earliest riser at 5am and all following by 6am except the zombie 24 year old who despite my pleas decided to stay up in the night playing video games. We shall see if he actually makes it to the car.
Vacation Day 5 – status
Kitchen cabinet removed. Long chat with an old friend. That was extremely pleasant. Caught up on The Walking Dead…new more! Watching wife stress over packing and cursing me under her breath for not using magic to install the cabinet/microwave and clean the house kitchen and pack.
9:15 Breakfast done
Cooked breakfast with precision. Now catching up on The Walking Dead over coffee.
Vacation Day 5
I awoke at 4am to do some programming. For the first time in my life, I felt that urgency to leave a perfect bed. The weight of the covers was just right. The warmth exact. The pillow could not have been more comfortable. Usually when you experience this, you have to leave the bed. I should have left the bed and met my responsibility. But I accepted the perfection, and slept in until 8am. No regrets despite the nagging voice in my head wanting to berate me for the loss of productivity.
Today:
- Client work
- Hang a cabinet in the kitchen
- Pack for a trip to visit my 96 year old grandmother in a snow storm
- Return some borrowed tools to a friend
- Shop for the trip
- Shop for the house sitter
- Pickup the rental car
- Pickup the college student
- Clean the house
