Running in Winter

I’ve been impressed at her dedication. She’s expressed concerns about her distance and time, but I’m in awe of her discipline. She suits up and heads out, and that to me is a big part of the battle.
I’ve been impressed at her dedication. She’s expressed concerns about her distance and time, but I’m in awe of her discipline. She suits up and heads out, and that to me is a big part of the battle.
After a demo session a long while back – Bob noticed that the ceiling joists were sagging considerably. And so we put up a set of supports to brace the ceiling, temporarily.
I was up first, and waiting for the show to kick off. Snapped this photo of the room, a few minutes before showtime.
Today, Liz was working on cleaning up the basement a little. And was ready to get her door relocated into our “storage” area. And that meant her building a few new door stands.
I’ve been stressing a bit about this cleanup. The drywall we need to move is 10′ long, 5/8″ thick, and is markedly heavier than your typically drywall (because it’s soundproof drywall).
While the two of us are not without some modicum of rudimentary skills… we’re both looking at some of the more advanced courses (all of which require you to go through the 100-level intro courses). And Liz and I both felt like we could stand to get some basics under our belts.
At some earlier point, I had moved a lot of things we had upstairs down to the basement. Space is a premium at our house, and we’re constantly moving things from one place to another – to make temporary room.
Spent a little time today, reorganizing the basement area.
For most of last week, Liz and I were both mostly just recuperating from Covid. Not much of anything, other than a lot of coughing and a lot of sitting in bed, resting.
This week, we started to get a bit more energy. We’re still coughing more than makes sense, but have been going about doing a little house work over the holidays.
On arriving home, I heard the familiar sound of a grinder wheel. Curious, I headed into the basement – and saw Liz, standing next to some clamps with her trusty helmet on.
We brought a few things to share. And also got to sample some Armagnac that Katie and Tim picked up, while they were in southern France earlier this year.
Liz has been feeling under the weather since Friday. A few days ago, before our return to Chicago, Liz took a Covid test and was negative.
Tonight though, with her symptoms increasing in strength… she took another test, and came up positive.
Back at the house, Sandy’s cozied up in the living room.
Group photo, with a lot of lovely lights in the background.
Each year, we knock on the door – and each year, Mark opens the door and has a quizzical look on his face. And then as we stand there for a beat or two, it registers why we’re there and you see his palm rush up to his forehead. It’s a great tradition, and something Liz and I both enjoy tremendously.
We had drinks to begin the night, and also a few appetizers. And I was pretty impressed with the appetizers, as nearly everything I tried ended up in a bit of a conversation.