And our life returns to its routine normal.
More or less.
Work, for both of us.
Getting things done that need to be done. (Why do so many revolve around the computer? I seem to sit at a computer all day at work, and then when I come home I am right back in front of a computer again.)
And as we are doing, Carl announces – “There is a parade going by.”
Sure enough – part of the tribute to those killed at a neighborhood cafe.
Just about then I was getting to checking e-mail, and there was an e-mail from our neighborhood group telling of the planned Walk of Love.
[Just ate some blueberries, cabin thoughts]
Work is actually kind of exciting, but scary. I have a general path of what I need to do over the next week, the energy to attack, know there will be some obstacles that I have not foreseen, and I have foreseen one that will require some creative thinking.
That said – time to go upstairs and paw through about 100 files for 200 numbers.
And – not to ignore baseball (that is our life), two days ago (maybe 3), the Mariners scored 16 runs in the first three innings! They won 22-8(?). Against the division leading Rangers. Apparently it is easier to hit home runs at their ball park than at ours.
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June 1, 2012 at 6:58 pm |
I love the idea of that Walk of Love! Ashley is freaked out about coming back to Seattle since many of those places are very familiar to her. Like all of us, she hates the randomness of it. Scary stuff.