For the life of me, I don’t remember when last it rained. We got a lot of it today, before it will turn to snow at some point tomorrow. I know the amount by the size of the lake in the neighbor’s front yard. I’ve been told it seeps from there down into their basement, which is the sole reason that I am happy that we don’t. With the amount of stuff we have, we definitely need it.1 The season of Epiphany is as good a time as any to say, “out with the old, in with the new.”
Today’s big discussion was with the head of the middle school. Nothing bad: Daughter #1 is starting to look at high schools, and since we live in a way-out-of-the-way place, we’ve ony come recently to the ballpark. Daughter #2 will be entering her purview next year, and, since the curriculum has changed significantly since the last time that we had a fifth-grader, we wanted to be up to date. A very productive discussion on both counts.
Though I’m generally a morning person, I woke up very early this morning (like, 4:45) and couldn’t get back to sleep, the result being that I have been sleepy without being tired all day. Which sucks. Not even a midday brisk walk through the cold precipitation could shake me from this state. I know, “welcome to everyone else’s life, Hugh.” One of these days, I’m going to break down and buy something like P90X, so that I can at least work against the morning stupor, if not lose a bit of weight. I’d probably start with the appropriately named Insanity, though after I used it, I would only be insanitary.
Choir tonight. Mendelssohn, “There Shall a Star from Jacob” will be the focus for next Sunday, with more work on the Bach Cantata we’ve started… Oh, yeah, THAT’S what happened.
Just remembered. So, I started work with the caterer for the BIG EVENT last Monday, and everything seemed to be going swimmingly, when yesterday, I got an e-mail. It basically said, “Um, we can’t work with you.” Needless to say, 45 days from the event, I was a little freaked out. So, I go to the rest of the committee to share the news. I was told to go the business manager of the school, who knows someone, who knows someone. Got an e-mail this afternoon, and it turns out yes, they can work with us. It was very Godfathery. So, one near-heart-attack later, we’re on track again.
