There’s still something off, as he’s wobbling around a lot more. But this evening he was more his old self again. Seeing him eat was just such a relief, and watching him move around gave me a great sense of relief.
On the car ride home, Liz held Quincy in her lap in an attempt to keep him a little more stable.
The scariest part was definitely the view from the street, and the actual act of getting up on the ledge. It’s narrow like a balance beam, but I found that it was better to just get up and jump, and not think too much on things.
Liz and I got to visit the Christiana Lake House this weekend, staying with Uncle David and Aunt Beth, and many other visiting Denlers. We were among the first to arrive on Friday evening, and walked around the area taking in the sunset.
The Target has no actual signage outside (save the logo), and has retained a lot of the original architectural features of the building. It’s in the Sullivan Center (formerly the Carson, Pirie, Scott Building).
We never really talked about anything in detail. Our conversations were always in passing, but when I saw her (she worked the first part of the day), we said hello to each other. There may have been some small talk about the building, about some maintenance projects, and things of that nature. But nothing really personal. The most I ever learned is that she has a fiance, but no other specifics beyond that.
There’s no end, there’s no end /
to this world, everlasting.
Out of necessity, Liz and I ended up scouring our moving boxes for our summer clothes. We found some of them set aside in the guest room, but I got lucky and found one of mine in our main office (read: storage).
But it’s slowly getting there, and slowly growing together again. We set the mower to its highest setting (4 inches), and are going to be taking another pass this week to get it a little lower. It almost got wild on us for a second there, but it’s really starting to look like a true and actual lawn.
It’s been fairly quiet of late, and the only real change to my schedule is to ensure that I check to see if any messages come through from 8:00AM – 10:15 PM every day (we have an offshore team that takes over at that time). Of course, I have to have my laptop nearby. And a kind of constant awareness of the closest wi-fi spots, should I ever leave the house. But all in all, nothing too strenuous.
Created by John Brown, A Lonely Square is “a community animation project with the unifying factor being a single black square in a field of white.” All animations begin and end with the same image (a black square), and it’s up to each contributor to determine what happens in between.
Prior to her leaving Chicago, Meryl Williams decided to document her last 100 days in the city using short video snippets. After gathering all the short videos together, she combined them together and created #100DaysOfChicago.
“When the next full-margin rupture happens, that region will suffer the worst natural disaster in the history of North America. Roughly three thousand people died in San Francisco’s 1906 earthquake. Almost two thousand died in Hurricane Katrina. Almost three hundred died in Hurricane Sandy. FEMA projects that nearly thirteen thousand people will die in the Cascadia earthquake and tsunami.”
Officially answered the last question to my “final exam” for my MongoDB online course. It’s been an interesting 7 weeks, and I’m pretty proud to have stuck it through all the way to the end.