Today was a big errand day for me. Of the many stops, one of the big ones was dropping by our storage unit to pick up our custom Plinko board for Halloween.
Overall, I knew the structure was pretty safe and solid. But the last I remember, all the wires powering the LED lights were still kind of loosely attached. That particularly delicate part… no idea how well it’s held up.
Back home, I get a text from her – and it’s a selfie! With her and our neighbor, Anna!
Turns out, they were both on the same flight (leaving Midway, arriving Georgia)… and only ran into one another afterwards, soon after departing the plane.
“My fav event as harvest season approaches
is the rough seed that escaped the plots.”
“The lightning, strikes cracking the night
It feels like never before
Thunder and spark in the heart of the dark
I hear a rising force”
After work, Liz and I headed to Journeyman Distillery, in Valparaiso. We were meeting up with family to celebrate Julie’s 70th birthday, at a unique local venue.
Got to hang out with family for an afternoon, in Wicker Park. Didn’t end up taking photos, which was a shame… but we mostly just walked around Damen/Milwaukee/North, had some cocktails over lunch, and then some ice cream.
We found ourselves with an open Saturday. And Liz felt ok enough to work outside, so we tackled one of the remaining steps for the fence: applying the upper and lower trim.
The day we were visiting, we learned that the lift was waiting for some repairs – so not a lot of work was possible, since none of the slabs could be moved. Lucky for us, one of the owners joined our walkthrough and helped us with some suggestions and answered a lot of our questions.
The end goal is to have this box flush with the first layer of plywood, and to ultimately have a section of the actual floor serve as a kind removable cover. Something like this.
This is me, trying to build a custom box for an electrical outlet that’s going to be submerged into our floor.
We’ve got a bit of work to do in the main bedroom. There’s a light in the dining room (on the first floor) that we want to relocate, and the easiest way to do that is to go through the floor from up here.
I’ve been thinking today about the paths we choose. How there are options before us, and the decisions we make to go one way versus another. I’ve also been thinking about the external influences, that push or pull us, one way or another.
“‘Cause we are born innocent
Believe me, Adia, we are still innocent
It’s easy, we all falter
Does it matter?”
I had a lot of errands to do, but pushed most of them off until tomorrow. While I wanted to get caught up on blog stuff, most of my day was spent in bed with Liz.
I have a lot to say. I don’t know that I’ll say it on here, just yet. Check back in a year or so, as I might update this post with my actual thoughts then.
For now – I’m grateful for the experience, and the whole process is still something I”m trying to… well, process.
It’s a long story, and probably something better told in person. If you want to hear it, let me know – we’ll meet up, sink a beer or two, and I can tell you face to face.