Feb. 12th, 2018

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Looking at my calendar to see what was next in things I need to be thinking about, I noticed that Lent starts on Wednesday February 14th and Easter is on April 1st. I find this very amusing for so many reasons.

Our drive home was mostly uneventful. There was rain and lousy road conditions all the way back but that can be compensated for by driving like a sane person who is aware of the condition of the road in front of them. The car crash on the Belt was our only real slow down and we managed to find a lane that was not being cut off. Of course that means that everyone else is trying to get into that lane but eventually we were on the other side of it. There was some construction on the Southern State but we got through before that back up really started.

Today Peter has to go into the city for some business stuff. Caroline and I will be joining him after Caroline gets out of school. Family activity in the city and then we will be driving home. More on that adventure tomorrow.

I am sorting out the rest of my month, which is very short since we are almost halfway through it. I have plans I want to execute. I am waiting to find out what is going to get in my way this time.

Knee is much better but I can’t pivot on that leg without a lot of pain. Appointments have been made to make sure this is nothing more than what I pretty much know it is. Don’t think I am going to be cleared by Thursday to bowl but I can hope.

Apparently someone is saying that they came down with the flu after attending Farpoint. That seems fast to me so they may have been exposed before the convention and was asymptomatic until Monday. I was very careful about washing of hands and the like but still hyper aware of how I am feeling with that bit of news. The flu this year is nothing to dismiss lightly. It has not only taken a toll on the very young and the very old but decided to be an all comers kind of virus that will take anyone out given a chance.

Mewlan vanished on me this morning. I looked all over for her. The other cats were in their usual napping spots but not Mew. I finally found her after overlooking her probably about half a dozen times. She had fallen asleep on my large black duffle bag and blended into the bag so well I didn’t see her until she picked her head up and I saw her yellow eyes. Sneaky cat is sneaky.

I am very grateful that the ride home was mostly uneventful.

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