It’s incredible to watch Saffitz’s dedication to this process – and how many (failed) attempts it takes, with countless variations and tests and “hey, taste this” requests. While I don’t see myself wanting to make a gourmet candy anytime soon, it’s a pleasure to watch really talented people do their thing.
My sister sent me a text tonight, and let me know that it’s been a year to the day that grandma Phoebe passed away.
I still have my worries and concerns (and my seemingly never-ending supply of Imposter Syndrome). But the past week or so has given me a feeling of both accomplishment and confidence.
Yesterday morning, we walked outside to find someone had taken some bricks from the brick path we installed in the parkway.
With a project like this, the dates are going to fluctuate and change. Liz and I have no illusions about that. But our goal is to apply all this down to a calendar that we can reference on any given day, to see if we are on schedule, ahead of schedule, or falling behind. And if we’re falling behind, it gives us some insight into what our options/obstacles are… if we still want to hit our end date.
It’s a big list. And I’m absolutely certain we’ve left out at least 2-3 weeks worth of work that we haven’t factored in yet. But our goal is to get a rough timeline of tasks, and to see about putting them in the right order.
Spotted this on my walk to work, and found it lovely, self-referential, and symmetrical. And incredibly satisfying.
A week or so back, I walked in to work and saw Ferris Bueller’s Day Off was playing! A great movie, of course. But it felt a little mean to have this playing, while everyone had to walk past and head in to work.
Were they uncomfortable? No longer useful? Did something significant happen, to cause their removal and disposal? What caused someone to decide “I need to get rid of this, right here, right now”?
Well, ComEd showed up today, totally unannounced. We got no email or call, they just showed up. Which was super lucky, as my car was in the driveway – and they would have just had to come back another day. Some luck.
“In Normandy, at Point Du Hoc,
where some Rangers died,
Dad pointed to an old man …”
Liz continued work on the basement treads tonight, applying a first round of varnish. Since she was all about this task, I ended up taking on some of the outside/garden duties, and watered the back garden boxes, and all the plants along the fence and in the front yard.
Though we ran into problems staining the basement steps, Bob came over today while we were at work… and using new boards, re-cut all the treads (using the old ones as guides).