After a late breakfast, all of us wandered over to the Kohler showroom to check out the various new things on display.
In the car, I realized something: it didn’t matter if we were late, or if something went wrong. I was on a date with my wife, and no matter what happened – it was going to be great. Because I was on a date with my wife.
The funny part of all this is that this isn’t the first time I’ve been called “Phyllis.”
This morning, we broke out our new Metra passes for the month… and Liz noticed that the design for December looked like a train barreling through a series of explosions.
Bob was over again for a full day working on the house. I had work work I needed to catch up on, and so I spent most of my time in the office, working on my computer. But luckily, Liz was around and worked alongside Bob to help put in some new support beams on the first floor.
Earlier in the week, Bob was over and put up a lot of drywall by himself. I’m still awed by this, as each sheet of drywall is pretty heavy (about 75 pounds per sheet).
Lately, at work, the tasks I’ve taken on have been less about creating and more about organizing.
“Listenin’ too long
To one song”
So instead of using my phone, I have to order in person like a shnook. But what this means is that instead of printing my name out on a sticker, someone has to write it down by hand.
“we all went to town one day
went to a store”
I spent a lot of time surfing the Internet yesterday, as a kind of relaxing day. It’s been some time since I’ve done this, as the house work has kept us pretty occupied. I remember first seeing a visualization of Coltrane’s “Giant Steps” a long while ago, back in 2005. This was before YouTube was around, so I’m not sure…
“Confess: it’s my profession
that alarms you.
This is why few people ask me to dinner,
though Lord knows I don’t go out of my way to be scary.”
On the way home, we decided to swing by Bibliophile – a recent desert bar that had opened up in our neighborhood that we were eager to check out.