Jen opt'd to setup for work in the bedroom's existing space which freed me up to focus on washing the windows. Which I did. It had been years since the last time I can recall or imagine it being done and it really made a difference. As did just getting it done. I dug into some of Linda's archives in search of some info I needed and also found several sets of notes and unsent messages. It's still surreal that she's gone and I still insist that she strongly held her opinions and perspectives but it's all so one-sided, and dramatically drives home how two people can share one experience and have such dramatically different views. I pride myself on being open to and accepting my faults and failures, and I know that she had her intentions and agendas. Yet that was seldom, if ever, a concession reciprocated. I had a good chat with Lauren about some new possible explanations for some of her visual processing issues. I think she is onto something. While flossing before bed a small corner popped off of the tooth I've been in conversations with my dentist about capping. I guess it's time to schedule it. Ugh. I'm grateful it's not worse (no pain at this point) but that is now a higher risk. I'll have to watch what I eat until it's resolved. I guess that's my day tomorrow.
