Coming to Terms with Age
Some thoughts about becoming a full-fleged sexagenarian. I can see it's time for some things to change.
Some thoughts about becoming a full-fleged sexagenarian. I can see it's time for some things to change.
π· My first post-CABG hike is in the books. It wasn't a killer, but I've got to start somewhere. It felt good to put one foot in front of another in dirt again. I even made it up the ten flights ofβ¦
Rather than a simple walk around the neighborhood for exercise today, Iβm actually getting out on a real hiking trail, even if itβs classified as easy with very little elevation gain. Itβs time to get some dust on the trail runners againβ¦
Okayβ¦ I pulled the trigger on moving my Fediverse presence back to Micro.blog. If you followed me on my βdot socialβ instance, you should have been automatically moved here. Iβm going to try hard to keep it this way. βπ»
I woke up a couple hours earlier than usual today, so I spent the time reorganizing my Obsidian vault and tweaking my OmniFocus setup.
I feel accomplished.
The date has been set for my TCAR surgery. Of course itβs the Wednesday before the Monday I was supposed to return to work. That means Iβll have to take a little extra time off for recovery. Dang it! Iβm so ready to get back to the day job already.
Iβm in a βsimplify all the thingsβ state of mind, which means Iβm once again giving serious thought to moving my Fediverse (Mastodon) presence back to Micro.blog and spinning down my single user instanceβ¦ π€
I never knew there was a word for the smell of fresh rain on the ground. When it happens, I stop, close my eyes, take a deep inhale, and let the fragrance of nature move my soul.
Fluffy white clouds are scattered across a vibrant blue sky.
After a day of coding and house chores, itβs time to fire up the smoker to try a new smoked chicken recipe.
Life is goodβ¦