Highlights: Man, after this day, what's not a highlight? I had a difficult sleep ruminating about finding paperwork related to Tommy's firearms safety training, which is all tied to ownership. We have had some heated discussions in the past around BB guns and our very firm guidelines that no guns are allowed in our home, BB or otherwise. Yet this was not finding one; it was a training certificate. I had the foresight and calmness to step back and think through how I want to respond. It was an excellent opportunity to practice what I preach, being focused not on controlling anything other than my response. I thought for some time about my concerns and how the only aspect of control I genuinely had was that it was not allowed in our home. So I sent him a photo of the document, which he had left sitting on the entry hall table in plain sight, and reasserted that none were allowed in our home. I included Jennifer, who has more exposure to guns in a house. When I saw him in the morning, he had not yet seen it and was shocked to have left it out. The good thing was that we had a good conversation in the kitchen, and shortly after. He insists he will honor our boundaries and explains that he has been doing this training since his EMT classes. We seemed to, for the first time in many ways, agree to disagree without escalations. And he was relieved. For me, it has a lot to do with my backing away from engaging or attempting to foster anything more than a tolerance through the spring. Keeping my distance. By not trying to control his choices, actions and fate, I can be more resigned to my own. At this point, he only has training and an, in my opinion, ignorant view of the world we live in and the very narrow likelihood of it being of use or value. Maybe like so many other things, this will fade too. Maybe not. This was just the start of the day. I joined the weekly planning meeting and was well engaged. Vincent from Eagle plumbing come to address the drain issue in the master bedroom shower which was a foot long hair clog that likely has dna prior to our ownership.I made dog food (33 days worth) throughout the morning and afternoon. my mom called about the new thermost not working so I went to triage and resolve the issue. It was working but the schedule needed to be setup, and the setup steps were very confusing for me! But it's fixed, and I can control it remotely if needed. I returned to the dog food production while sous-vide 'ing a Tm Tip. We gave Scottie his weekly shot without issue. I noticed in the early evening that Lucky. who had been acting as if something was wrong, had shit himself in a manner that defy's explaination. It took both of us to clean him up (testing the freshly clear drain) and trim the mess. We ended up setting up the trimming station in the garage and spending almost an hour giving him an intense and detailed grooming. Lauren joined in remotely via FaceTime. After we finished are played Forkel. Amongst this my mom called with watch charging issues again which I was able to help with. The whole day was spent juggling and responding to multiple things at once to a point of absurdity. But it's not always like this, won't always be either, and in the end I am proud of my rolling gracefully with it all.
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