Oh man it’s cold today.
We went for our usual two walks (people recovering from surgery Must Walk) and OMG, they were torture. Compounded by the most ridiculous fact that I most ridiculously forgot to bring a jacket. Yes, I meant to; yes, I understand that it’s December and it’s Oregon and etc etc; I just forgot. I walked out of the Witchnest at 6am on the morning of the 22nd and forgot to bring a jacket. So sue me.
Apparently didn’t bring a scarf or a hat either. But I did bring gloves!
Anyway. Today was a good day. Not a lot happened, in a dramatic-stories sort of way. Ken Scholes came down for lunch, which was delightful. Jay slept less, deliberately; the meds are hitting him less hard, I think. His swelling around the incision site is bothering him more, which I think is a measure of progress, meaning the nerves are re-knitting–because it looks no worse, it is healing nicely. We finished the Lord of the Rings movies, and I made a bit more progress proofreading Pinion (though I have a ways to go, and it’s already late!). More later this evening, I hope. And even more pleasingly, we’ve had a series of long and intellectual conversations about everything–which is what we usually do, and which has been a little thin on the ground lately, for obvious reasons. 🙂
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Sunday when Jay came home from the hospital, Kyle Cassidy and Roger Podva came by and took some photos. Jay posted this one this morning, as his Zen photo.
And then the whole set.
I live in interesting times.