Coming out of a funk

I just finished wrestling the boy into and out of the bath tub. What a crab he's been today. I haven't been a whole lot better. I had a restless night's sleep - paranoia induced, I think, from my recent haunted house binge.

I've been working to organize the huge pool of writing, pictures and recordings I have made as well those I inherited from Mom. I'm going to make some serious attempts at trying to finish the fiction that's been burning holes in my mind and getting this stuff published. Time isn't going to slow down anytime soon, so I better speed up.

There are worse problems in life to have than too much to get done. Having nothing to do is a far worse fate.

Steve

Warm Indian Summer

It's pretty warm for Fall. The temperature will be in the 80s this week. With any luck, Becky and I will visit the lake again before it gets too cold.

The temp has gone down enough that I traded an old lcd monitor for a full face helmet for moto riding. I have a nice black helmet with four vents and a clear visor from a guy whose fiance told him getting rid of his bike was a condition on them getting married.

I recorded my first Renewal podcast and I'm waiting for editorial approval to post the goods.

More soon.

Steve