Samhain Thanksgiving Moon
Kate called from Denver. A normal flight. She’s had her nap and will head over to Jon and Jen’s. I’ve worked on Missing. Making progress, now more than 2/3’s through this first revision. When I finish, I’m going to print it out and read it, pencil in hand.
Did a fitness test and my aerobic fitness is good for a man my age. Which is fine. Good is good enough.
Quiet here. No thump, thump, thump from Kate’s sewing machine, which sits just above my desk, on the main floor of our house.
The dogs and I have a rhythm for times alone and we fall into it pretty easily.