Two Antiques - a hand written correspondence, and actual physical paper concert tickets
Highlights: My "sunrise" light/alarm woke me this morning, and after getting up, I realized It was only 5.30, not 6.30. I assumed I messed up the alarm's timer – I didn't know until later that the time had shifted to daylight savings. I seldom don't know about or see that coming, so it was a surprise. I started thinking about tomorrow's workday, and my anxiety went through the roof. I drafted a game plan and told my boss and HR that I'd be working but not attending meetings as being on PTO to have the time to focus on some critical next steps. I visited my mom and helped her with a DVD player setup, fixing computer issues and other assorted things. It was a good visit. I'm trying hard to get to a place where I'm less inclined to get worked up over temporary things and, ultimately, what isn't? We had a good conversation along those lines. I returned and, with seething frustration, took it upon myself to move some of the crap Tommy left in the garage to the side alley. My efforts to not get worked up didn't last too long, but I did recover moderately quickly from my place of frustration. The idea of clutter in the garage takes me back to 2012, and I don't want to be reliving that ten years later. I reached out this week and connected with the daughter of the people who lived in the house in Cupertino before my parents moved in. I am going to give them all of the menus that got left in the attic with handwritten notes on them. There's some wonderful history, and it's only fitting that they have a chance to have these remembrances of their parents. Jen made enchiladas again; they were excellent, but I only tasted a few bites. She and I met Matt B for dinner, then saw "Big Head Todd & the Monsters at the Campbell Heritage Theater. 2nd row. Excellent performance - far more guitar-heavy than I expected, but that was in a good way; I gained a deeper appreciation for his skill.