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Quick Friday post.
Busy day at the keyboard. Progress with the Philharmonic articles.
Managed a short stint at the gym, and an early evening stroll around the hood.
Caught up with my cousin, J.J. on the phone. Short FT with the boys this morning, too.
Pizza night.
Up at a decent hour. Last night’s rain left everything wet and cool.
Spent the day in the cottage, working out the research details for my philharmonic projects. A long haul, for sure. Did manage to escape to the gym for a short workout, but came back to the keyboard early to work a little longer.
Pretty nice day, I think, though I didn’t see a whole lot of it. Clouds have rolled in now, and I’m hoping for another rain-filled evening.
Didn’t sleep all that well last night. Hoping to turn that around tonight.
Lost submersible was found in the wreckage of the Titanic today. Kinda hoped for a different ending.
S and K home from Santa Fe.
Long day at the keyboard working on the philharmonic project.
Took a short break to the gym, late morning but otherwise strapped to the computer.
Sheila and Kath are in Santa Fe tonight catching a mid-week performance of the Son of Town Hall.
Just me and the kitties here.
Looking for an early turn-in, and an early rise.
Early breakfast with MP.
Day went to hell in a handbasket shortly after.
Did nothing, had nothing.
That’s the way the cookie crumbled.
Same as yesterday, only more so.
Slow day all around.
Had coffee on the front porch, wrote a bit afterward, then mowed the lawn and took care of a couple of domestic chores.
Not much else going on, except that the sun came out and the clouds stuck pretty much to the mountains. I’m enjoying the dry, but hoping it doesn’t turn into drought anytime soon.
Drove up to P.F. Chang for lunch. Haven’t done that in a while. Came home and took a short nap before getting a call from K. Sounds like they’ve found their new home in Silver Spring.
Long day at the keyboard, most of it spinning my wheels. Couldn’t seem to find the groove on the philharmonic articles, but did make headway toward the end of the day so I’m hoping I can get a better jump on things tomorrow.
Took a break mid-afternoon for a trip to Starbucks, then to the gym to try and kill the headache I’ve been nursing.
Kit was wild with yowling yesterday, and it got so bad I thought something might be wrong with him. He had his appetite, and gave over to being brushed and seemed in good spirits, but his vocalizing was so intense I thought maybe he needed a trip to the vet. Turned out his water fountain had dried up the day before. Awk-ward.
More rain today, but the weather service says that’s the last of it for a while. Sun’s on the way, and when it gets here it’s going to stick around. Here’s hoping I can keep the grass looking as it has with just the sprinkler system and a hose.
Ham steak and asparagus for dinner. Maybe a movie. We’ll see what the evening brings.
Up early. Breakfast with my cousins.
Spent the rest of the morning researching my new philharmonic projects, running errands, sending off N reviews, and putting in time at the gym.
Close to finished with Last of the Mohicans. A third of the way through my re-read of As I Lay Dying, and tempted to make my annual foray into Blood Meridian. Been having a hard go carving out reading time of late, but hope to remedy the matter soon. Trouble is, the eyes give out sooner than they used to.
Got in a short walk mid-afternoon. Pretty day after all the rain. Blue skies, cool breezes. The whole enchilada.
What’s wrong with rain? I like rain. I’m acquiring a real taste for it. So is my yard.
Meanwhile, I’m trying to make headway on a few errant projects. Did some good writing early on, then headed out to the gym while the juice was still flowing.
Home later, watched a bit of indictment news then cleaned up and went back to work.
Meeting my cousins, J.J. and Julie for breakfast tomorrow at the Omelet Parlor.
Yes, more rain. Lots more rain. Rain like I can’t remember. Then, sometime after four, the first blue skies we’ve seen in days.
Deep into my symphony projects. Found time later on to make revisions on one of my new stories. Otherwise, a quick haircut and a short jaunt to the gym.
Sun, then rain.
More rain than I ever remember.
Wrote this morning, then spent two hours at the Ent Center, at Kathleen Collin’s funeral service. Two funerals in two weeks. Both nice people. Both lights of a different kind.
Took a nap when we got home, then went out to work again. Feeling mired, but figure it’s natural.
Highlight of the day was a brief FT with the boys. Still not sure when they’re coming out, but the new schedule’s pointing toward the first week in July. We’ll see. Right now we’ll take what we can get.
Need to jump on the symphony stuff tomorrow. That, and catch up with a few folks I haven ‘t spoken to in a while.
Taking a powder on this one. Too tired to write more.
More rain.
It started earlier than the weather guys predicted, and hung around this neck of the neighborhood all day long.
Got some good work in place today. Not as much as hoped, but it never is. Treated myself to a shorter workout than usual, and got in a short nap before catching up with the boys on Facetime. Everybody seems to be in good spirits. No word yet on when they’ll come out, but that should get decided soon enough without my worrying about it.
Had plans to mow the lawn, but tossed them out the window when the rain started. Maybe tomorrow, though the weather’s supposed to be about the same. Love seeing everything grow. Don’t remember a spring this wet in all the years I’ve live here.
No plans for the weekend. Looking forward to whatever surprises happen along.
If you’d have told me it’s been a week since I left Iowa, I wouldn’t believe you.
Lots going on a the moment, most of it trying to catch up with lost time. Three new projects in the hopper, revisions on manuscripts, summer plans to be hashed out—a little of everything.
Looking forward to an early rise tomorrow and getting a jump on a new day.
Tonight, more rain.
Slept in this morning. A little, anyway. Put in some good time at the keyboard, had a nice conversation with my buddy, S, then logged in time at the gym.
Got in a late afternoon walk, then wrote a little longer. Getting up to speed with a few new projects.
Early morning meeting with G. tomorrow.
Everything else is up in the air.
Back from my uncle Joe’s funeral in Iowa. Seems like a dream. Met with a lot of rainy weather, both there and on the drive back. Sioux City was like I remembered. Some good, some not so good. Visited my grandparents house before the wake, and was shocked to see how the owners had mistreated it. To be expected, I guess. Funeral was a somber occasion, which was also no surprise, but quite moving, owing in part to a Naval color guard. Visited my grandparents grave while I was in the cemetery. My great uncle and great grandmother’s as well. Joe was the last of that generation of McGuills, and I’m going to miss him. He was a fine outdoorsman and a good guy. Kind, gentle, smart…the whole thing.
A day of many doings.
Worked on a new short until 11:00, then cleaned up and went off to see David Berkeley in concert in Manitou. Great time.
Mowed the lawn when I got home, pruned the trees and trimmed the shrubs.
Also got a chance to talk to the boys for a couple of minutes.
Gearing up for the cross country drive to Iowa to bury my uncle. Lotta things to do before we hit the road.
Lost two days here, and I’m not sure where they went.
Maybe I just thought I was making posts.
Spent the morning working on a story, the afternoon trying to replace my computer with something from the 21st century. Picked up a new desktop at the Apple store, a two and a half hour endeavor, then went off to Target to buy cat food.
Was hoping to mow the lawn when I got home, but a rain shower spoiled the effort. Guess that gives me something to do tomorrow.
FaceTimed with young Jack last night, but saw hide nor hair of Matthew. Their vacation plans for Colorado appear to be moving away from June into July, owing to the move to D.C. We’ll see.
Concert tomorrow afternoon in Manitou. Looking forward to it.
Quiet day.
Rain came and cleared some of the fire-smoke.
Gotta punch a project out the door tomorrow, and start making plans for a cross-country drive next week.
Taking things a day at a time.
Goodbye, Joe. Go easy.
