How Sad a Passage

COUNTESS "This young gentlewoman had a father,--O, that 'had'! how sad a passage 'tis!--whose skill was almost as great as his honesty; had it stretched so far, would have made nature immortal, and death should have play for lack of work." -Act I scene i, All's Well that Ends Well.

Tuesday, December 07, 2021

Adventing

The Boutique-y Whiskey and 24 days of rum sit to my right in the office.  A morning dram has a nice delight, as part of this month of festivities before drawing the curtain on another spectacular year.  Managed to fit in 3 weeks in February, 4 months over the summer, 3 UK weeks in September, and another 2 weeks in Africa before the return.  Almost 6 months all told, and now the nesting begins leading up to May.

The new year holds promise - time for writing, time for exercise, time for work, time for Burns and a Hamilton Bachelor Party and Paddy, time even for a potential wedding and, later, a Middle Eastern World Cup.  But most of all for the new one, whose heart was heard echoing just this morning.  "Easy and Boring," said Rittenburg with a smile.  Just how we like it.  Two weeks for the real excitement, and the start of distinct movements beyond the quickening.

Bank account established, initial IWK appointments finished (with fun one to come), new television, slowly crossing items off the list.  Real estate appointment Thursday.  Arsenal frustrations on the road, and with the Omicron madness so happy to have squeezed in that trip at that time.  Next global trip not for 11 months hence, and (positively) with the delightful madness of a plus one.  Onward to the glowing future.  

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