Mike's Journal

We’re in the icebox here (as is most everyone else in the country); single-digit and low double-digit temperatures, and a tiny bit of fresh snow on the ground on top of treacherous ice. So this was mostly a day for staying inside, with the usual suburban stuff like girl scout meetings and tumbling classes all cancelled.


Of course, we didn’t have to cancel school, so the kids (and parents) had plenty to do in the morning. Adam is having some issues with not wanting to do writing assignments these days, but otherwise we got through fine. Lindsey’s reading is impressing me lately, and Thomas is enjoying reading a translation of Gilgamesh even though some of the words are a stretch for him (and we quietly skip a few pages now and then; there are some raunchy bits in that poem).

I ended up going out into the cold wastes just before lunch to buy milk; it was a rare opportunity to us the 4WD in the truck. A two-mile drive to the store and back, though, is still about my limit. The neck and arm pain was flaring up again by the time I got home.

I spent another few hours on the phone today between sales and project management. If this keeps up I may need a better phone. In between, I wrote code and tried to figure out how to keep all the balls in the air; I’ve got half a dozen people subcontracting to me now. It feels like the business is going in the right direction though.

Made pork chops for dinner tonight, along with mashed potatoes and green beans, a menu proposed by Adam because he finished another school book today. After dinner, I wrote code for a while longer, but kids to bed, and then managed a while on the stationery bicycle and a few curls before calling it a night myself.