Sunrise Spectacular
Some happy things from today:
- Since I was up in the middle of the night this morning I decided to try to be a little productive and did laundry. I had expected to be the only one awake but I wasn't. I'm happy that I was able to get my laundry in and out before it had an impact on any of the other ten people in the house.
- A bonus for getting up early was to get to see a spectacular before-the-storm sunrise.
- There were other things I thought I would do today, most didn't happen. Instead I brought Gideon to school and one of our housemates to take their driving test. The driving test was scheduled at a DMV about an hour away. We left early so we could practice some things before the test. We found a mostly abandoned parking lot and practiced parallel parking. It was a good time. Things out of my mouth concerning our “pretend” on street parking included, “Well, you're on the sidewalk,” and “Great, but you're still half in the street.” While he was off doing his driving test I paced around at the DMV like an expectant father. 🤣 He passed, we celebrated by stopping at McDonald's on the way home where I got a shamrock shake. We ran some errands and got home just as the snow was starting. Too much time in the car, but a good day.
Some nostalgia: My first time parallel parking was on the main street in downtown Derry, NH. My first time and I did it perfectly- much to my instructor's delight. I'm not sure if I have repeated that perfection in the last 45 ish years, I generally avoid parallel parking. Anyhow, I would have loved to practice something like that in an empty parking lot.
While trying to give my housemate instruction and encouragement my dad's voice kept entering my head. It wasn't pretty. 🤣
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Continued listening to: The Art of Community: Seven Principles for Belonging, by Charles H. Vogl.
Continued reading: A Trail Through Time, by Jodi Taylor.
Thank you for being here and being part of my daily happy things. Stay safe!







Some nostalgia from me --- your grandmother (my aunt) was my driving instructor. My father had died in my senior year and my mother didn't drive so she kindly volunteered. I will never forget her kindness and patience with me. She had nerves of steel.
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing that! <3 The funny thing is that my dad didn't teach me to drive as much as my mom did. But it is definitely his attitude that I heard. Mom was way more patient.
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