Life is good. Kind of. Or better, at least. →[More:] My last post about the adjustments our family is going through made it sound, I suppose, like the wheels were coming off.

Believe it or not, just posting what was going on to MeCha helped me put things in perspective. Things are getting better.

My son that moved up to Albany: He has completed the training course he needed to start his job, and has his orientation tomorrow and starts working Monday. He also finally got the gas filler pipe fixed on his car; taking care of this himself is kind of a big step for him in my eyes. I hope this really is the start of him taking care of himself. I think it may be.

My wife, with the realization that her remaining ovary is kind of wonky, has decided to lay low regarding things with her family (that were bothering her), until she has her surgery next month. In fact, all the nagging things that have been bothering her, she's put in the bucket of "things she refuses to deal with until after surgery" which takes the edge off them.

The weather finally seems to be turning and I hope to get a long-ish bicycle ride in this Saturday; a friend is turning 62 and plans to ride 62 miles to celebrate. I have some other stuff going on and can't ride the whole thing, but I'll ride the first half with him through the stop at lunchtime. I've done some recent modifications to my bike and this will be my first ride of any length since then.

Also, since it is just myself and Mrs. Doohickie at home right now, and she's vegetarian, we've been scouring veggie cookbooks and enjoying really wonderful meals together lately.