Saturday, December 22, 2018

Yesterday was the winter solstice. Shortest day of the year. I was hoping that explained why I didn’t have enough time to get anything done. But then the physics degree kicked in and I remembered it is just the shortest number of daylight hours. The length of the day stays the same, we’re just in the dark longer. One good excuse gone the way of the flat earth and cold fusion.

Right now, it seems that every day is the shortest day of the year. We’re up to our ears trying to get the house ready to sell and tying up lose ends before moving. With so many things going on at once it’s hard to stay organized or see much progress on any one front. Not that we don’t have some time for fun. Last night we did a solstice party and singalong. With enough really good singers present that I could safely hide acoustically.

Last weekend I did a trip back east. Took a load of stuff to the trailer in Lewes, did some work around the trailer, and spent some quality time with Molly. Both in Philly and in Lewes. Big time fun.

Molly and Mitchell at a pub in Philly.

Me standing on top of the giant heart in the Franklin Institute in Philly. Something I also did in about 6th grade.

Molly kissing up to a Viking hologram in the Franklin Institute.

Molly and me at the Crooked Hammock brewpub in Lewes.