For someone who has been writing an essay a week for the past 11 years, it’s been insanely long since I posted something here.
2 months to be exact.
To the date.
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I blame work.
Oh, and running a wee bit low on things worth public pondering.
But mostly I blame work.
So, to brush off the icky cobwebs … let me recap …
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During my time away, I found on Zillow this oversized barn house to live post fire … only to discover after the fact that the place bleeds politically red.
Note to self: Besides the obvious, never rent a place site unseen if for no other reason than to gauge the narrative of the neighbourhood.
In August I returned to England for about 35 days to hang with friends and, per usual, took my work with me, and designed and produced a wicked work analytical heat map tool.
Still in England, I was informed that a tree branch at that barn house speared a 3 inch hole through my Jeep’s soft top roof. Duct tape continues to be the hero in this story.
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Inhale. Exhale.
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For the past two months, I’ve been asleep by 8pm. Awake by 3am. At work by 6am. It’s not a sexy schedule but the stuff I’m producing has me professionally and cerebrally hooked.
On the personal front, after a ten year hiatus I am now a television watcher again … fueled by the gaps hours from the previous sentence.
And for my twenty year work anniversary in September, my company gave me a selection of my choice from a variety of golf clubs, televisions, rings, portable monitor screens, a compost miniature greenhouse, and cookware.
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At first daunting, choosing my gift ended up being a no brainer (reselling was never an option in my playbook).
- I don’t golf. I watch golf, but I don’t play.
- I just discovered a use for the TV I have. WTF am I supposed to do with another one?
- Really? Jewelry?
- Pass on the compost house for every reason we all are thinking about.
- The last thing I need is a 3rd screen to do more work. Yeah, you heard me.
So, I picked the Cuisinart mixer that looks exactly like the one my Mum had. I’ve never baked homemade rosemary soda bread like she did … but I decided I could learn. And, if all else fails, it can second as a really large paper weight.
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Okay! I think I’ve made a a solid case for my absence … and have fixed the glitch.
This morning puts this blog up-to-date and me about half an hour away from firing up the ‘ole coffee cup and powering up the VPN.
Yeah, yeah … I know, right? But it’s working for me.
Happy Saturday.