TYesterday morning, Sunday, while at Panorama getting ready to start the day's focused activities, Lauren called me about having car issues. Based on what Tommy shared in parallel and my recent observation that her car sounded "like a sewing machine," it became apparent that she was low on oil. Although she took my car to buy oil and put it in, the car went into a "cripple" mode to avoid the excessive risk of damage by the time she did so. That meant it was underperforming, and that threw her. She pulled over and parked, and I went to meet her near Matson and checked things out. It sounded fine by then, and we did some reading and got more oil.
All of this leads up to my morning today, including a quick check with her after it had set idle overnight. All looks good, and the car sounds a lot better too. Jen and I talked on our walk about Lauren's bomb-drop revelation regarding not wanting to go to San Diego after all. We both feel that she'd be fine just doing AA-level studies at the local community college while figuring out where she wants to go and what she wants her focus to be. But she's saying she wants to go to Sacramento. That's fine too. My shock and frustration wore off, and I saw it as nothing to obsess about trying to control. This is life being lived, and like her brother wanting to take a "gap" year, you can't force a horse to drink. I'm just glad that she has a desire to go at all. Work was good; I'm making progress on some metrics to give us insight into workload and demands. My mom moved back to Farallone, and I followed with the remaining items she didn't take home a bit behind her. She's all settled back in. Lauren and I talked about summer trips and road trip ideas, and I think we will go to Vegas to see a few shows and dine and sightsee. That should be fun. I am looking forward to doing that in early June. We'll move into Panorama between June/and July with some overlap if all goes well. There's a lot to do, and full working time only leaves small windows of opportunity. Jen's heading to Portland for work tomorrow and will return Wednesday PM, at which point I hope to have the living room furniture in place at Panorama too. I listened to more of "Ghost Rider" tonight while cleaning up the kitchen. It's entertaining to listen to his travels, primarily through Northern California. It's yet another source of inspiration for writing. He referenced a Jack London quote that stuck with me. "The function of man is to live, not to exist." Amen.
📊 seven-day averages: ⚖️ 163.4 lbs,❤️ 61.6 bpm, 👣 6355.9 steps, 🧘🏼9 min