This week has been one of those weeks that time has compressed. Monday felt like Friday had already happened, and I was still not done with Monday jobs. Quite the horror. My routine is work when the birds wake me up, till I can't put a sentence together any more, then unload the car, wash the wet, cold clothes and retlo, eat, go to bed.
repeat.
Wednesday was a mix of very special excitement and the pleasure of good work almost done. the garden I was working on is a difficult strip of retaining wall that will be a path in a year or two. I like seeing the garden emerging from the rain and dirt. I am looking forward to seeing the soil improving in the years ahead.
My daughter got news about the program she wanted to transfer into- she got in. They told her at her interview. That kind of delirium is very rare and worth cherishing. I am so grateful for her and am looking forward to the next 4 years of her work even if it is on another continent.
I ended the night having a quick chat with Erik who will get to Beijing before me. particulars about how to contact each other and what we are taking. shit I hear a couple of birds, so much for my night's sleep.
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