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.

Feel Free To Tell Him If He’s Wrong

Well it wasn’t easy, but my son and I put in our overtime last week and wrapped up our course on the Roman Empire.

In honor of this, I shall commemorate the moment with the Latin phrase, “Felicitas est parvus canis calidus.”

(That means “Happiness is a warm puppy,” at least according to Charles Schultz.)

I’ll Talk To You Then

My mood remains unchanged from yesterday, but I’m going to use the (true) excuse that I’m very busy today because my son and I working overtime to wrap up our current studies so we can take some time off next week.