The "sunrise alarm" light worked well. I like the potential it has to offer. I'm optimistic about the long-term benefit it might provide. Jen liked it as well. After my walk with Lauren, my walk back solo, and my routine walk with Jen and the dog, I headed out to Panorama. I had to work from there while waiting for the hauler to bid on the clearing of the fallen tree limbs. That is now scheduled for Thursday. The fence will be repaired tomorrow. Claims are all filed. Hopefully, this is all behind me, and it doesn't happen again. Kathy and I talked about Linda's demeanor off-meds, and we shared concerns that she's suffering through this whole nightmare. Maybe it's more humane to have her moderately sedated. Pain is emotional as well as physical. Tommy worked on his car all day, against my direction and request that he be at school. I took a long lunch to revisit "The French Dispatch" before it disappeared from the theaters. I liked it much, much more on the second viewing. The first outing had issues unrelated to the movie, and this time around, the seating and theater were perfect, and I got to focus on the art, and so much of it, that is a Wes Anderson film. And this is a fantastic work of art to watch, look at and absorb. Like his others, having the ability to pause and study a scene and the camerawork and composition will be awesome. I addressed a reissue of an expired gift card at Santana Row, which killed the 2nd bird with the stone of my going there in the 1st place. Jen made an excellent pork dinner, and we played cards online with the usual suspects. I walked Scottie, filled the car, retrieved my jacket-vest from Pano, dropped the necessary paperwork at Francine/Bob's for the fence repair, and returned home. I watched (sort of) the Tammy Faye movie with Jen. Meh. Found some exciting titles in Audible to add to my backlog of content. Tomorrow's another full day with work, all-hands, and lunch with Jack, which at least is happening annually now, as it should. I hung the "Wings of Desire" poster up after retrieving it. There is so much history and meaning behind it. Although I strive for minimalism in home decor, this has an inspirational quality, and it harkens back to 1987, and even then, the basis of its message was already a part of my psyche.
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