This week was a very busy blur. Partly my own doing but mostly because it was just one of those weeks.
I reprogrammed our thermostats (one for each floor, which is awesome. This is our first time having two temp zones in a house, and I love it). The previous owner had them set a little too high for our liking. Now, they’re at a setting where my wife and I can’t agree on what is too hot/too cold.
I finally got a sound bar and set it up, yesterday. We then watched a couple movies with it. It’s way way better than the TV’s built-in speakers (duh). Not sure what took us so long to get away from those. It also has bluetooth so I connected our devices. She played an audiobook on it while baking some bread. It was very nice.
It took a while to setup my home workspace but it’s finally coming together. I have two Windows 10 machines (one work, one home), and a MacOS machine, all being driven with one mouse and one keyboard*. I’m using Logitech’s Flow devices to do this, which work really well. I also added their MX speakers so all three devices put their audio out through the same speakers (one at a time, of course). It’s basically using a software version, combined with bluetooth, of a KVM switch and it’s so easy to setup.
“A ship in harbor is safe, but that is not what ships are built for” by John A. Shedd.
*As many times as I have tried “simplifying” the number of machines, I keep reverting back. I think this is my comfort level. Sure, there are things that I can do to make things more simple but, I do like the fact that I have different processes and workflows set for different machines.
Have you ever checked out the CinemaSins Youtube channel? I’m like that ~90% of the time I watch television shows with my wife. It’s at the point where she won’t even watch some shows when I’m even near the tv. I’ll know when I need to ethers a) stop talking, and/or b) leave the room when she pauses the show.
I did manage to watch a few of them, this week. If only for a mental break and because I just needed to laugh.
Hanging things on walls, for us, has a big influence on whether we feel at home or not. There are certain pieces that, when hung, we feel more settled. It’s surprising (perhaps not as much as we think) that it took this long to hang some of the things we did. Bonus, this past weekend we decorated for the holidays as well. It’s really nice.
I know who I am and what I want to do. Not consciously but, I know deep down that I know. I have a block on myself right now. I feel like I’m fighting through this block in every way that I can but, I’m just not making the progress that I want to be making. Deep, eh? Suppose this could be its own post someday.
On Saturday evening, I had a cup of hot (oolong) tea after dinner. It was the first time in a long time that I did this (drink a cup of hot tea in the evening) and I was reminded of how much better it made me feel, both physically and mentally.
F politics. All of it. F it all.
Instagram’s lack of chronological order is driving me nuts. I HATE the timeline. I keep seeing the same images over and over again (from the same contacts). It sometimes feels like I see more ads than actual posts. It’s a mess, and no longer enjoyable for me. I deleted the app from my phone; taking a bit of a break from it for a while.
The December 2018 issue of California Sunday magazine is stellar. The entire issue is devoted to photojournalistic stories focused around the theme of “home”. It’s humbling, interesting, and eye-opening. I enjoyed it enough to become a new paid subscriber.
I have been reading the Reacher series since my mom first introduced it to me the year the first book was released. Like with most series, the quality declines gradually the longer the series goes. But the characters and stories are still entertaining enough. I’ve written about it before; book series like this are very similar to procedurals on TV. They’re formulaic and predictable but still entertain the reader. At last, they do for me.
One thing that was disappointing (for me) was the Patty and Shorty storyline. There was some pretty good build up on that front but, the climax felt like it was being phoned in. Anti-climatic for me.
Despite not being handy (not at all) around the house, I always enjoy watching This Old House/Ask This Old House. This week, I caught up on a few episodes sitting on my DVR. I’m not sure why I find it fascinating. I do admire how easy all of them make their trades look while at the same time, I fully appreciate the importance of each trade. And the more I watch, the more I appreciate the history and tradition within each trade. I also admire the apprentice program that This Old House is shepherding. It’s much needed and very cool when they showcase them on the show.
I found my CD collection. Yes, actual CDs. Hundreds of them (I loved to collect music). There’s a lot that I forgot I even had. There’s a lot that I haven’t listened to in years. Years! Through the week, while working on other things, I have been playing them while ripping them to my iTunes library.
For a while I let Concrete Blonde play on repeat. I love them. So much. I didn’t realize at the time (it was released) but, now knowing what the song was about, the “Tomorrow, Wendy” track is hauntingly beautiful. Even mores as this coincides with the increased AIDs awareness, this week.
I also stumbled upon the 2-disc Jimmy Page and the Black Crowes “Live at the Greek” album. I let that one play a few times over. I love(d) both bands (The Black Crowes and Led Zeppelin) as a teenager. I remember this album played on repeat in my truck for years.
It’s week 5 (of an 8 week term) and I’m keeping pace with the lessons, assignments, and deadlines.
It’s the same at work; I’m keeping pace with tasks and deadlines.
I’m treading water. Barely. I feel myself starting to tire, my head slowly slipping lower towards the water’s surface.
“What’s wrong, son?” my mother asked, during our Thanksgiving visit.
“I’m just trying to figure out next steps” I replied.
She knew what my wife already knows. There’s a lot on my mind and I’m trying to make sense of it all. I’m trying to get a plan together, trying to figure out next steps. On multiple levels.
What do I want to do tomorrow? This weekend? Next month? This year? What do I want to accomplish by the time I turn 45? 50? 65? I want to make a bigger difference but not sure how. I want to do such and such but not sure where to begin.
I’m barely treading water yet I’m already trying to figure out what to do when I stand on shore. I’m missing the step(s) needed to get from treading to standing. I’m sinking because I’m not moving towards anything because I haven’t yet told myself to start swimming because I haven’t yet determine which direction I want to swim in.
Life isn’t linear. I just need to pick a direction and go. If course corrections are needed, I’ll trust in myself to make them.
Rather than “punish” myself for not photographing as much as I want to, I’m just going to let it happen. Where “it” means “photography”. I’ll photograph when I damn well please.
I want to change out the template of this website but, not quite sure how yet. Just another thing to add to the list of things to do.
Cooking has become another creative outlet for me. This could be good, could be bad.
This week, I’m challenging myself to finsh a (recreational) book. I figure an hour of reading right before bed will accomplish this. This also means that I need to stay on track with work and school so that doesn’t “bleed” into my evening hours.
I have it good. I just need to remember that. Keep things in perspective.