I missed a couple of days. Again. I blame it on high demand in a range of other areas. Work continued to be a full-court press as I ramped up and handed off. Still much to do, but I hope December allows me to stage for volume in 2022. I finally made Sous Vis steaks for Jen as a going away meal before her Thursday morning flight (6 am? really?) to Minnesota. She was working through, well into the night, which meant packing late too. And a 4 am wakeup to get her to the airport the next day. Dropped her off. Tommy rode along. On the way back, I came up with an alternate presentation for BIG based on "planning." I wrote it Thursday throughout the day and set aside the first draft ("Time"). I had to make dog food since we were out. It was easy, but I didn't drain it and tried food-processing. Much smoother, but overall not worth the effort. While cleaning up, I sliced my left thumb open, deeply, on the food processor blade. My fault, as I was in a hurry and not paying attention. Hurt like hell. So bad last night, I had severe trouble sleeping. It was pounding and kept me up. Nothing helped. Not change positions or elevating; it just kept pounding. I checked it mid-morning today, and it's ok just healing. Oh, and while doing a quick rinse shower before the AM walk with Lauren, of course, I unintentionally slammed the thumb into the shower door handle, making it worse. Scottie was pretty off yesterday waiting for Jen to come home (it won't be until late Monday). He was better today but still off. I took today off. The BIG part 4 was today and concludes tomorrow. I did my presentation but changed to "Time" after others more prominently focused on "Planning." I'm glad I did. I thought it went well. I could refine and improve, but for a 1st pass, I'm proud. Tabitha's last day was today. I am hoping we'll stay in touch. As for the home refinance, that seemed to be en route to wrap up next week, barring any unforeseen issues. Linda's three friends visited her together tonight, and I'll be doing so tomorrow and Sunday. I spent time with my mom, helping her out with some tech stuff. I told her that, like me, at this age, we should stop getting upset about things that getting upset about won't change. She agreed and called it good advice. I told her it was, as it was given by her to Barbara or Linda 15 years ago. And I said I don't want to risk that the last time we might ever talk could have been complaining about Comcast. She laughed. Jen called and was sending photos and such throughout the day. She's having a wonderful time. I'm so happy for her and will spend a week there as soon as we can, together, just in 'decompress' mode. I rewatched "Get Back" over the past two days, and it was greatly improved by doing so. It was good already, but now it's elevated for me.