I accidentally caught stunning clouds while the wife recorded the kids riding bikes in the park.
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We moved this week. From our in-law’s place to our own house. And I moved from working at home back into the office.
The latter move was unnecessary except someone decided it was important. Such is the nature of work. Fortunately I enjoy the company of my coworkers. The commute is annoying1, but the time at work is still enjoyable in its own way.
The former move was also unnecessary, except that it’s nice to have a home of one’s own. We’ve been living with her parents for a decade. This autumn, we finally found a place that we liked more than the possibility of buying a better indeterminate place.
Life rarely gives perfect choices. It’s a blessing to be presented with good options—many folks don’t get such moves.
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- In spite of my complaints, I experienced a sublime moment driving east on 215 pressing towards the orange glow of a rising sun, immersed in Glenn Gould’s 1955 recording of the Goldberg Variations. Epic way to start a Wednesday. ↩︎
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