I didn't sleep well, at all, so I'm writing this from the LGSR club parking lot instead of walking. I'll walk later. I could walk now but I'm trying something different, and I'll walk at lunch instead. I picked up and set up a kindle for my mom on CL because it was a great deal and available now. It's all setup, linked to her library account and available for her use. I'll likely drop it today or tomorrow but I'm getting more aggressive about maintaining distance as the covid issues spike dramatically. I am excited to get this into her hands though, as she was an avid reader through my life and this opens up plenty of options for her during the pandemic and allows her to have the comfort of reading in any situation without the heft of a physical book. I intentionally used my free time last night, after a great tri-tip dinner, before dropping Lauren, to focus on 'maintenance and up-keep' at the house. I listened to more of the Promised Land while cleaning dishes, chopping and storing some excess onions, finishing up some laundry, the aforementioned kindle steps, and more. It's always rewarding to keep things in order. I don't consider myself to have 'full blown OCD' because I can function under the worst of situations, but it gives me comfort to do this. And last night, when dropping Lauren, Tommy went in and returned to my car and commented on how his room was now being used to store a bunch of 'stuff''. It hit a nerve. A sensitive one. It's difficult to convey how that environment effected me for so many years. It's upsetting to be reminded of it. Work was good, we had an all-hands and board meeting in one day and the takeaway for me was a bit of satisfaction that my team and leadership are valued. But the economics and uncertainty of the short term needs and future remain a concern.
