It is, again, bed time already and I’m just sitting down to write this. So, again, it will be brief. Sorry about that. We just busy out here, that’s all.
Rest in peace to Arg’s father. I went to his funeral today, the very traditional kind in a cathedral with priests and rituals. All of that stuff is very comforting, I would say, when it comes to processing a loss. There’s stuff to do. I appreciate that.
Work was a little busy. Not too bad. I was able to fit it around the funeral. Dogs are great. I was able after work to run to the wine store and get myself something to try over the weekend. A half bottle, which I liked the idea of because I could pop it open tonight and let it breathe over the next 24 hours and finish it tomorrow. It was very tasty. I chose well.
Tomorrow, I make my parking space again with Stephen’s help. We’re going to use a compactor on some gravel that actually compacts! Wish us luck. Night night.