Hoping to hit an hour, or 5 slow miles.
Yes, 5 slow miles. A perfect plan.
Coffee and Emancipator. Looking forward to the Thievery concert tomorrow. Only want to be there a couple hours since I’m in the Orin Swift TR the next day.
Fuck, I keep getting distracted. And, have to make another call. So far, the morning all euphony with the kids completely cooperative this morning, Jackie helping a great deal with his little brother and Emmie finding clothes quick even after not putting them out last night as I asked. But, if you know me and my love for my little girl, I do what she says. She rules my world and heart and thoughts… never felt about another human as I do her.
Distracted by a call I somewhat had to make. Something on cal for 11:30 now, and into the day I go. Shower in, what, 20ish minutes. The day starts to fill, and in a good way. Run after 1pm call with Mark. Locked in.
Miss the kids, already. Is that silly? I don’t think so, or I don’t know. Jack this morning telling me about a friend of his that broke his thumb playing football. Make me smile, thinking about the connection in Jack’s mind that he needed to tell me that. Love it, all.