(1) A lady from my church came over two days in a row, helped me clean the house, and showed me how to fix the toilet too. I learned all kinds of things about housecleaning that my own mother never taught me. As a result, I’m enthused about maintaining a nicer, cleaner place.
(2) After wrangling over it for three days in a spirit of merciless self-criticism, I have completed the first draft of my fourth column for the five-week series on Spokane Faith and Values. I submitted it to Kurt, the retired linguistics professor (and the man with the beret whom you see in Microcosm.) His edits on my second column were very helpful, and I look forward to more of the same.
(3) Looks like I’m losing weight again. Haven’t been running so much, but have been enjoying long brisk walks in the morning and at night. I use them as a time for prayer and reflection. They also help to deflect the fact that I’ve got a lot of food in my cupboard these days, and that I’ve a tendency to munch. Grateful, however, not to be going without.
(4) Mixes are starting to come in from our studio session Sunday before last. New versions of “Hunted,” “Oracle,” and “Turns Toward Dawn” are available. The last of these three clips is by far the best, earning us a wonderful commendation from the head of the jazz department at the Conservatory.
(5) Our church met indoors for the first time yesterday. We still wore masks and social-distanced. It was well-coordinated and well-attended, and it made me feel warm inside. I keep getting a sense that something really positive is in the works. I can’t quite put my finger on it — but that doesn’t mean it isn’t real.
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