Friday, while still full in my rundown at work feels, I wandered into my supervisor's office after lunch and asked if he minded if I went home early, "because I really just don't want to be here." Heh. He understood, we chatted a little about the current craziness, and I took off for home. Laid on the couch for a bit with cats (the husband was working from home, but between his regular job and his various side teaching and writing gigs he's swamped at the moment), and generally just vegged for a bit.

Saturday we had plans - the city had one of their occasional bulk trash drop off days that we wanted to take advantage of. Hauled out a ton of old, broken deck furniture, as well as our old bed frame (finally!) and a bunch of paint. Felt very cathartic to get rid of it all. The top deck is now half furnished (an outdoor couch, two chairs, and a coffee table over a rug), but in better stuff that we're taking better care of (it's all covered when we're not using it). Took our friend who helped us haul the stuff to lunch, then the three of us walked over to an arts festival just south of where we live. It was a lot larger than what we were expecting, which was a pleasant surprise. It was also populated with local folks, so not just the same vendors you see every week at the permanent weekend markets in DC. Picked up a drop bowl for the husband, for keys and what not for his dresser, and just enjoyed running into neighbors.

This morning I met up with the local running group, in the same general area as the arts festival. Before we ran they asked us to introduce ourselves and what we were looking forward to later in the day. Favorite answer was the poor parent saying they were going to go home and watch K-Pop Demon Hunters with their small children, as they had been doing since the movie came out. Heh. I said I was looking forward to my knitting group, which led another guy to come up afterwards and give me his email so I can have the other organizer add him to our group. Sweet. The run was a little shorter for me than I have been doing (2.27mi), but given all the rain we got this morning (so. much. rain.) that was fine. Got cleaned up, bought some vegetables for the week, then off to knitting where I made some progress on a scarf for the husband that I had put down several months ago. Back home to make fried rice, start watching Monarch with the husband (I'm intrigued after the first episode), clean up the kitchen, and shortly to crash.

No word back from the financial advisors yet, but it's also the middle of several jewish holidays so I expect they're busy and I'll hear back after those wind down. Which is just fine.

Sharing some photos of the finished dancing droplets scarf in color way Gloria (as opposed to the previous one in color way Sunfish).

A little further, and a little more consistent on the one minute on, one minute off. 1.3 miles was a natural turn around unless I wanted to wait for a crossing light and run across and intersection for a hot minute before turning around at 1.5 miles. Still feeling okay, knee is still good.

Knitted a lot this afternoon. Getting down to the last few repeats on the dancing droplets scarf, but took a break with the husband for dinner and catching up on yesterday's Lanterns. Still kind of annoyed at the changes hey've made to the personalities of Hal and John in the show. I get that it's a new story, new universe, but the personalities are just grating. And just when you think they might be likable, they go and do something irritating.

I managed two miles today, mostly one minute running, one walking. Out to the trolley trail that runs on the far eastern side of our development, down to the local courthouse, and back again. A route chosen because it would be easy to bail and walk home if anything happened. Nothing did, I just ran (and walked). Hal-le-lu-jah.

Now I want to build up to 3 miles, and then up the running time to make that whole. Step-by-step. I've also incorporated a lot more warm up into my runs. No more making the first part of the run the warmup. No, now it's a ten minute walk plus five minutes of rope flow (which thoroughly moves the shoulders, spine, and torso), and maybe some couch stretch, too, to avoid the back thing I did when I first tried running a couple weeks ago. Then I go run.

The husband was feeling restless and cooped up, with a heavy dose of all work and no play from both his full-time job and some side writing projects he has going, so I dragged him out to go comics back issue hunting. He found a bunch, including thirty in the dollar bins at one place, so he was much better after that. We both came back and plopped down on separate couches to read after that. I finished Howl's Moving Castle, a favorite of my librarian Mother and my nieces. I've seen the anime movie several times, but hadn't read the book, since it came out while I was in high school. Next up is There Is No Antimemetics Division from the local library.

Got another run done this past weekend. One mile this time, still doing repeats of run up the block, walk back. But still no knee pain during or after. Huzzah. Plenty of Delayed Onset Muscle Soreness (DOMS) this week, though, between the run and my regular workouts M/Tu. Whee.

I am working from home this week and next as my office building is reinstalling network cable all throughout our floor. The floor that was the first one occupied back in May. So while the last cohort of everyone else doing the whole Return To Office thing came in on Monday, half of the first folks back are once again at home because they didn't have the cable done before we moved in. *snert* Whatever. I will say that I am terribly out of practice for working from home, and it definitely doesn't give me enough other movement (aka steps) versus going into the office. I don't miss the time for the commute (I do appreciate the uninterrupted reading time on the train), and the cats have enjoyed being able to bug me 24/7 again, but I think I'd rather have a mix of in-office and at-home.

Had my first crown done a couple of weeks ago. Aside from the gums feeling a little roughed up for a couple of days it's gone smoothly. It helps that the doc has the printer for the things right in the office, so no more having to wait weeks with a temporary one - they fit it 20-odd minutes after he got done drilling. And while I'm not thrilled with the location of the office (Foggy Bottom), he's a whiz at the anesthesia shots, so it's worth it.

Starting to catch up on comics finally. I think I'm two months behind at this point? But I'm dedicating more time to get caught up, which isn't easy when there's a new batch every week. Plus trying to keep up with other reading.

Up way too early this morning. Been a rough week for my gut, which has not helped my sleep. FODMAPs hate me, and I haven't been able to eat at home where I can better control the food as much as I should.

I make it a habit to flip off the statute of the 40th President of the US every time I pass National Airport on the Metro (twice daily on work days). While I've found most presidents are a mixed bag, I have a particular dislike of that one because of his inaction on HIV and what it did to wipe out the generations of gay men right before mine.

The husband thanked me this week for insisting that we not look at any properties which were anywhere near a flood zone of any kind on the FEMA flood insurance maps, after one of his coworkers complained he was going to have to completely redo his finished basement in the house he'd just moved into 11 days prior.

Work has asked me to write up my second memo in six months on constitutional issues facing our agency for the folks at Justice to weigh in on. On the one hand, hey, they like me and like my writing. On the other hand, no pressure, it's just the future of the agency and how it operates. Eeck.

Because of the lack of sleep my personal reading has been light - rereading the Cradle series by Will Wight, which is fun, but by no means a heavy intellectual lift. Thank you, Kindle unlimited.

The husband and his sister are bungee jumping off a bridge this afternoon. Her daughter and I will watch and make fun of the screaming. All good.

The husband brought in a head cold, which has us both snotty and not sleeping well. Skipped the potluck, obviously, as I greatly prefer not to share such bounties with others. Took today as a sick day, might do the same tomorrow. In the meantime I'm reading fiction that doesn't demand a lot of me (Dungeon Crawler Carl) and napping. Several good sneezing fits today, which typically means I'm on the mend in my experience. Blech. At least the cats are happy with quietly reading/napping Moose.

It's (still) a U.S. Federal holiday today (Juneteenth), and the husband and I have taken advantage. I did my morning workout, then we headed out to the movies to see Masters of the Universe again, mainly so we could get out of our housekeeper's hair while she cleaned. Then on a lark we hit IKEA to see about new shelves for my office. Picked some out, but didn't buy because we needed to figure out what to do with the current shelving and cat tree that are in here now.

Came home, and went ahead and rearranged the current shelving (it's a set of four modular blocks that stack on top of each other - an expensive impulse purchase pre-husband that I'm trying not to get rid of). They fit within the office in some spaces we thought they might, so I went ahead and moved them. Still trying to figure out what to do with some of the stuff that was on them (much of which desperately needs to be put away out of sight somewhere). This has annoyed my male cat because his spot was in the very bottom cube where we kept a heated bed for him. The bed moved with the cube, about 4-5 feet over, but of course he keeps looking for it in the old spot (in his defense, it's been there for six years, or almost half his life). But hey, now the stuff that used to live on top of the printer is elsewhere so I don't have to unbury it every month or two when we have to print something. Only thing that truly doesn't have a home yet is a vacuum cleaner we kept on this floor in my office for the occasional minor mess (because who wants to walk down two floors to get one?).

And somehow now it's 5:30ish and I am spent.

Literally, rather than metaphorically this time. I've taken up juggling, using the Klutz book ("Juggling for the Complete Klutz"), and it's been a lot of fun. I'm laughing at myself a lot as I drop the little beanbags constantly. Benjamin (our male cat) had fun looking at me like I was insane the second time I practiced. Barely getting two back and forth, I did try three briefly this afternoon and had fun watching them fly all over the place.

Left work as the winds picked up for what were supposed to be thunderstorms (they never materialized over my route). Turned off the work phone on the Metro, as I am officially off the clock until next Friday. The husband and I are headed to the Eastern Shore of Virginia for our annual anniversary trip (actual anniversary is the 26th). Looks like the weather is going to be cool (65-75F/18-23C) and rainy, which is not so good for tourism for the town, but is fantastic for us, since we spend a good chunk of the time sitting on the porch and reading.

A couple of errands tomorrow (pharmacy, library, ATM; cleaning and re-coating the car windows with Rain-X; packing), then finalizing which books and knitting projects I'm taking, and packing. We'll see the Mandalorian and Grogu movie on the way there, per tradition - we stop halfway to the Bed and Breakfast and see a movie to break up the drive. The car is good to go from an oil change and annual maintenance last week, and as luck would have it they didn't find anything extra (e.g., tires, alignment, etc.) that needed doing.

So ready to get out of town.