Week 15

Another cold drab week.  I was even more acutely aware of the preciousness of time and the speed at which it passes, as it was my birthday on Thursday.  Forty-something.  High forty-something. I’m definitely not happy about the whole thing. I don’t value the wisdom of age over the carefree (and pain free) naivety of youth. 

The day itself was like many other during this sabbatical.  Plenty of quiet time, pensive time, enjoyed with a glass of wine by myself as my family was off doing their various activities. 

I had time to take stock of my physical wellbeing. Sprained wrist from hockey, sore knees from tennis, but otherwise feeling good.  Got on the scale for a quarterly weigh-in.  Pleased to find that I tipped the scales at a 25 year low, right at my high school fighting weight. While my secret to weight-loss during my working life has been a regimen of stress and malnourishment, these past few months have probably been a slightly more sustainable path to good health…  All of that being said though, this may prove to be the bottom, as I spent the rest of the weekend dining out and drinking…

Pulled the birthday “card” quite a bit all weekend long to try to stretch out the rare time that the family focusses on me and I actually get what I want, for a change.  So when my wife suggested cross country skiing (or the “misery sticks” as my son calls them) on Sunday, I was able to veto that idea and organized a family outing to an Escape Room. I always wanted to be a detective. However, we didn’t get all that close to escaping, so I can safely scratch that off the list of career changes. It was a lot of fun though, and little bit of family team-building doesn’t hurt every once and a while…

Back to reality again this coming week as I return to being a shuttle driver and “regular status” (second class?) family member.