I forget how I got distracted but it happens.
My business venture, business machines and supplies, took a bad hit because I chose to specialize in the low hanging fruit orchard of real estate title and mortgage originator customers.
I have continued my morning reading classes for high schoolers in alternative and charter schools. That is a deep market.
I have broad interests and over the years have had interesting treks and adventures in the wide world. I have observed, gathered data, analyzed the data, written the report and got a check. Sometimes it is very iffy and messy. Sometimes it is a walkover.
I have completed parenting my last child. She came to me and my wife at 8 years of age and is going to be 21 in February. The cost of that has been outrageous in agony and treasure.
I am now able to devote myself again to serious reading and thinking time. Yesterday, I was able to complete a Sunday NYT crossword puzzle over the day with interruptions. This morning I am attempting to get a picture of the Red Crested woodpeckers that have returned to the dead pine in my yard that I have saved for them. Later, I will work on a pile of tortoise bones and the shell that I collected from the woods. My classes? It is an in-service day for teachers that I do not have to attend. I documented the gains that my charges have made and I submitted a report. My results have already been noted in other classroom work.
I first put my hands to a computer interface in 1966. I was linked in a military net to people around the world with whom I was able to communicate almost instantaneously. I thought that such a system would be of value to the world. And, so it became a thing of value and utility in my lifetime. Al Gore not withstanding.
Ah!? There it is. The coffee is done and I have a big ol' multi-grain muffin that I baked last evening.
Let the day begin.


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