Hey there family. There's only so much you can do in a week, and I'm sure I can do a heck of a lot more. It's not that things didn't get done. It's that there are still too many rabbit holes, and I just get curiouser and curiouser. So in my weeding, I've gotten myself off more lists, deleted more files, uninstalled my Solitaire more times than I have installed it.
I also attended an accounting firm's open house, apparently less open than I had thought. I am reminded of the dictum “Better to apologize than to ask.” Certainly more gets done this way. I made a few more contacts, and saw a number of people I already know in different contexts. The food was delish.
On another good note, I made two targets this week. One was 60 kilometers on the rowing machine. The other 239 pounds. The 239 was a bit of a stretch: I got invited to dinner this evening, followed by a table. I figured if I am going to overdo it tonight, I should not eat today. I had the last egg anyway. And then I rowed for the day. I don't know how I got them all in, but I kept reminding myself I'd said so, and did my 10k before I went to bed, and before the party Wednesday.
I rowed. I weighed myself. It was like 239.5. I got in the shower, then I remembered I had something to fix on the car. So I got out of the shower to fix it before I came back to bathe. I fixed what wanted fixing, and then tried the scale again on my way back to the shower, and it indicated 239. If I hadn't eaten a bag of chips this week, it would probably not have been such a squeaker. I expect the 5 mile walk the night of the party didn't hurt matters either. However I got there, it's fourteen pounds off the maximum I'd hit a few weeks ago.
I'm almost out of nosh here. Miriam brought me some more white fish salad and some cucumbers yesterday. I ate a few cucumbers. I think they just make a person hold water. I've eaten many eggs.
I overcooked a batch yesterday, by about an hour. I just didn't hear the cooker. They were well done, but not burnt.
Mom would never let me live like this: my clothes are assembled on the couch instead of in the closet. It's okay to stay up late. It's quiet, sometimes too much so.
I've been getting to synagogue pretty regularly, and been going to the daily gemara class. The other day, I didn't want to, but the car took me there anyway.
It's cold here, finally appropriate for the season. I'm very glad I have the hat Sharleen made me.
And that's my report for this week. I send you my love and wish you a great time with Oma.