I was able to get a bunch done at work. I was hyper focused and my lists had lists to keep me on task! I met a friend for a late lunch. We sat outside at the restaurant for a couple hours enjoying a nice chat and the sunshine and beautiful weather. It was a good visit. I did my grocery pick up, stopped at the liquor store to get Paul’s wine. Chatted with Kendall, who works there. Paul was on his way to check out a car for Kendall. It was in Syracuse. He got hung up in traffic and called me to vent about it. He had some colorful language (not judging because mine can be worse in a traffic situation). He was worried that he was going to be late to meet up with the seller. I hate that kind of stress. I am sure there is a more official description, but I call it “time stress”. When you don’t want to be late, but you are running late. That feeling of anxiety that twirls in the air. I would rather be 30 minutes early than 5 minutes late. I feel like my time is as valuable as...
Our solar powered security system was on duty today. 1/3 was sleeping on the job. Paul and I went to calling hours this evening. One of Paul’s Dad’s cousins passed away. He was 88 years old. He was sick. He had been on dialysis for a few years and his body was tired. We watched the pictures displayed of this man. Many of the pictures had Paul’s Dad in them. Every single picture this man was smiling. He was known as the man that always smiles. Paul shared some fond memories of him. We expressed condolences to all the appropriate people. I did enjoy hearing memories that were shared. Paul and I differ in our techniques to get someone’s attention. This calling hours was more relaxed and didn’t have a line. Of course the grieving wife is someone you would want to seek out. Paul wanted to stand politely behind her. I was encouraging him to be more aggressive to be in her sight line. Once she finishes a conversation, we could step in next. We tried it Paul’s way after...