See You Then

My thoughts and mood are currently fluctuating wildly (a common response to stress or grief with me), and I question my ability to make the distinction between funny or just mean today, so I’m going to wish everyone well and talk to you next week.

This Is NOT A Situation Where It’s Good For Another One To Be Along Any Minute

If you’ve ever heard people talking about “space garbage,” and didn’t really see what the big deal is because it’s, well . . . in space, let me give you some perspective:

Recently a chunk of space garbage about the size and weight of a bus hit the far side of the moon, and there’s some dispute over which chunk of garbage it was.

Think about that.

They’re not sure which bus-sized chunk of man-made garbage just made a 20 meter (65 foot) diameter crater on the surface of the moon.

Unfortunately, I’m Playing Against Type

In life we play many roles.

Today the role I’m playing is “person trying to rest so they can heal.”

Oh, And Merry Christmas

Congratulations to all those involved in the successful launch of the James Webb Space Telescope.

I’ll Talk To You Tomorrow

You know . . . for someone who named this thing “Candles & Curses,” I’m surprisingly reluctant to make negative entries.

And A Statute To The Contrary Doesn’t Really Change That

I regret to inform my local government that the words “recycling” and “incineration” aren’t actually synonyms.

So DEFINITELY Business As Usual Then

So Fred essentially bypassed us, Grace is in the process of completely bypassing us, while Henri dances off-shore with no real chance of coming anywhere near us, so I’m hopeful we’ll have a couple of weeks peace before the next storm I’ll need to keep an eye on. In other words, pretty much business as usual around here for this time of year.

And despite all that, I’m still have difficulty explaining to some people that not only is this normal, it’s normal for me to accept this as normal.

And That’s What’s Really Going To Matter For The Next Few Days

So how am I doing? (Aside from being annoyed at life, I mean.)

As I predicted/feared . . . I don’t know.

Some of my signs are good, and some of my signs, while not bad, are decidedly less good, so I think I’m almost fully recovered, but I’ve been there before, you know?

If nothing else, I’m well enough to get us prepped for our first Tropical Storm of the season, so there is that.

I’m Still Behind The Curve On Other Improvements, But They’re Happening Too

Well . . . it’s happening slowly, but it is happening.

I’m getting better at goofing off.

And I’ll Be Taking One Half-Day Off

And after some delays, my son and I are officially done with school for the summer. To celebrate, he’ll be taking the first of many days off for a while.