Back into the week after a 3-day weekend. Today was a frenetic day, with a lot of parallel demands again between work and life. I gave up on getting funds for the pool and just gave it away. Always feels better after than it does when I'm trying to gauge a possible loss of a chance to make a buck. Tommy sold the Audi. Today ALONE, Jen or I had to move his bag and clothes off the dining room table, his waters off the table into the pantry, flush his urine at Pano and Matson later, pick up trash and wrappings left on the counter at pano, throw away the empty water bottle he left on the couch at Matson, pick up and put away tools and cleaner and a purchased item left on the tool bench at pano. It's infuriating. We went and bought towels for Pano for Mary's stay starting tomorrow evening and then I packed up ALL of his stuff; clothes, toiletries, everything … and moved it to Matson. There's now nothing for him at Pano to need to get. That won't stop him but with Mary staying there I'll be locking the deadbolt and making it clear to stay clear and give her the space. She's going to gather some old colleagues at Pano tomorrow evening for a casual reunion. Dan, Tara, even Corinne… it's crazy how much time has passed as we all drifted in various ways. It's interesting to reflect on that, and how I am more inclined to feel guilty for not pursuing and maintaining contact than I am to feel resentment or slighted that it wasn't the other way around. I wonder where that comes from? Perhaps my own insecurities or inclination to want to be a people-pleaser? Or it's just the simple fact of limited time, diverging paths, daily demands, priorities and such. I'm excited to see everybody, and especially happy to be enabling a friend who's had a hard year to get a chance to reunite and reflect.
📊 seven-day averages: ⚖️ 161.1 lbs,❤️ 60.8 bpm, 👣 6031.1 steps, 🧘🏼9 min