Where the light is golden and the grass is soft

Texas had a rather unexpected spring this weekend. I mean, we technically have Spring for, oh, about a quarter of the year, but it’s not really spring, you know? We go from chilly and flood-y to blistering over the course of a weekend and it tends to stay that way until it switches back sometime during autumn. We thought we were already into the near-Summer days when we got a front on Friday. It dumped some rain on us and then left us with a cool, glowing kind of Sunday that we don’t see very often. “spring",” in the spring-iest sense of the word.

I could get used to this, but I’d best not as I’ll wager it’s not going to be with us for long.


The last time I wrote here, I thought I was enjoying a bit of decent health. The Gods In Charge Of What We Call “Ironic” Punishments But Not In Any Way Genuinely Ironic decided to bop me with another round of vertigo last Monday, which completely took the wind out of my sails for the week. It didn’t help at all that work was unusually intense and, in spots, dramatic. I’m too old for this. Of course, no one is correctly-aged for this kind of thing. You get through it, but it’s not anything I’d recommend to anyone.

On the plus side, it’s been a lovely weekend. We had a dance party on Friday night, by which I mean, I lumbered around our living room listening to the mix I made for our road trip but didn’t get to listen to much of because dark desert highways don’t have much in the way of data service.

Saturday, I took the nap of all naps. It’s the first time I’ve felt truly rested in weeks. I know it’s not exciting to write about naps, but this was one for the ages. Nicole came in to wake me up when I’d asked her to and, when she told me I could sleep a little longer, I was, for just that moment, perhaps the happiest man alive.

Today’s been chill. Just eating leftovers and enjoying the sun out on the patio with a glare of cats. We’ve been like our feline roomies, too. Sit in the sun, get too warm, move to the shade, get too cool, repeat ad infinitum. There are worse ways to spend an afternoon.

Today, my second job didn’t exactly end, but it’s going to be more of a non-paying hobby than a non-paying job for a while. I did twelve months at the helm and did it well, so I’m going to step back from it a little and let someone else take the reins next year. I had a lot of fun with it, but I think I’d like to have a little flexibility with my weekends for a while now.


This has all become a bit Live-Journal-y, hasn’t it? I apologize for that, but I’m a little out of it. I haven’t been reading on the train for the last couple of months and I just feel kind of hazy and unfocused. I’m struggling to finish things right now; I have a song I’m working on based on a mis-heard progression from an old Chris Isaak song (no, not that one) that is resisting become a finish “thing” so I may have to just set it aside for a bit and work on something else.

So it goes. I think I’m going to go and make some soup right now and enjoy it out on the patio and hug my beautiful wife for all she’s worth (a lot, in case you were wondering). Hope you’re all enjoying the day as well.

-RK