Wednesday October 1st 2014
I'm at Orams this morning and I'll be driving home again today. Orams asked if I want to stay a few days, but I need time alone.
I left for home around noon, stopping to buy groceries along the way. First, I went to Extra Foods, but the carts were locked up and I had no loonies. I went inside and saw they do not provide plastic bags, so I drove across to Wal-Mart where the carts are loose and the cashiers automatically bag everything without asking.
From there, drove the Burnt lake Road to Red Deer and stopped at Princess Auto. I have to be careful there since they have so many interesting tools and parts that i am tempted to forget i am trying to get rid of things, not accumulate more.
Leaving Red Deer behind, I drove south on the 591 to Neapolis, stopped to look at Mike and Liz's new property, then visited a few minutes at The Mill. I arrived home mid-afternoon and did some chores.
I went outside, but had no ambition to do anything and did a little tidying and came in, The grass could stand cutting, but I wonder if I should just leave it for next year.
I watched a bit of video and went to bed early again.
Golf and sex are
about the only things you can enjoy without being good at.
Thursday October 2nd 2014
I woke up early, at 0333, having slept well. Sleepyhead says I slept six hours and seventeen minutes and that my AHI is 0.16. That AHI is hard to beat and the chart showed only one brief hypopnea. I know was mouth breathing some of the time, though, and don't know why sometimes I do that and sometimes I do not.
When I woke up today, the thought at the top of my mind was that Bleu Turquoise was power-washed before drydock and needs bottom paint before a launch, or she will just have to be pulled out again to be painted after the sea trial at a needleless extra cost of at least $300.
I worked at the desk this morning writing out my frustration about the Bleu Turquoise nonsense, then erased it and started over.
I have found that it pays -- assuming the goal is to win and not to start a fight -- to write what I feel, no holds barred, then delete it all and write a cool, strong, factual, direct piece without a trace of emotion. In a fight, everyone loses. I'm more into win/win. Even if I think the other guy is a jerk, there is no point in letting on because that is just a distraction and can derail negotiations -- especially if he really is a jerk.
In a nutshell, I'm not about to go back down to Road Town again only to find that I can't complete the sale or to stay in a hotel for more than a day or two. I need clear assurances that the necessary arrangements have been made in advance and I made that clear.
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I'm more relaxed today, having realized that I was stressing and having decided. "No more Mr. Nice Guy."
I don't intend to be difficult, but I have to be more assertive, and I can do that. I forget, though, and try to please people. That never works out well. They are never pleased, and neither am I.
Sitting makes me feel crappy, so I went for a walk. The wind was blowing 30 MPH, or felt like it, and barely five degrees C, so I did not stay out long. I wanted to do something physical, so I did laundry and began cleaning up the gym. Then I found myself back at the desk doing the books and paying bills.
On my walk, I saw that the skunk has been at work
(right). The bees are not coming out much now and the skunk will
be hibernating soon, so I don't know if I will do anything at present.
I am not at all ambitious these days. There are lots of things I could be doing, but I don't feel much like it. I'll content myself for now with tidying and relaxing.
I made a stir fry for supper and watched two hours of video and went to bed early again.
Not to decide is to
Friday October 3rd 2014
I slept eight hours. I'm resting up after my travels and getting ready for ten days on Cassiopeia beginning a week from today.
Today is predicted to be cool, but warmer days are coming. It is minus eight Celsius here night now and icy spots are being reported on Calgary roads .
I'm still paying bills and catching up on the books.
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I took a break from that work and looked back over the past month, No wonder I am tired. A month ago, I had just arrived in Ontario for a visit, then received word that the boat was at my price. At that time, I had not yet made a deposit.
After that, I
That is the outline version. there was more...
I spent the day doing office work. My broker called and said the seller will not meet my terms, so I guess that Bleu Turquoise is off the table, for now at least.
believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.
Saturday October 4th 2014
This morning I am off to The Mill for a community breakfast. There were nine of us and we visited until 1100. The breakfast is crepes, and crepes are probably one of the worst things I can eat, but I like to be social, and if I limit the amount I eat, I should be okay.
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When I returned home and began getting ready for a party I am planning for tomorrow afternoon. I turned on the kitchen radio and Quirks and Quarks happened to come on.
The lead topic today was "The Birds and the Bees - and the Pesticides". This programme is generally quite authoritative and balanced and confirmed that I may be justified in my increasing concern about neonics.
Today turned out to be beautiful and warm. I went out and looked into a hive or two. Some are five boxes high and full of honey. A few are not doing much and will have to be combined or shaken out.
Late in the afternoon, I decided to cut the grass in the front yard. I have been needing to get away from the keyboard and do something physical.
Mowing is a mindless, but enjoyable task. I finished the job by around six and had a light supper.
I watched another episode of The Good Wife and By 2030, I was in bed.
Everybody likes a
kidder, but nobody lends him money.
Sunday October 5th 2014
I awoke at 0255. My internal clock seems to be stuck on Eastern Time. I have been going to bed at 2030 and rising almost exactly six hours later. There are exceptions, but that is the rule lately.
I'm going to have to adjust because later this week I will be on my boat and running on PDST and PDST is one more hour earlier than EDST. If I stick with the current schedule, I'll be going to bed at 1930 and rising at 0200 local.
I'm having a party today and that may keep me up later.
I had breakfast, three poached eggs and a cup of coffee, wrote a bit and went back to bed for an hour. I like to doze after breakfast. I have interesting thoughts and half-dreams.
I'm up again, now, and I washed last night's dishes. I like to keep things fairly neat. Next, maybe some exercise. I have a gym downstairs with a treadmill and stair stepper, rowing machine and weights but have not used it much for the past few years.
I get out of the exercise habit when I travel, and should have a routine I can do anywhere. I can see that I need to maintain strength and flexibility and sitting at a desk is not going to do that for me.
I decided to get supper ready now so that there is no last-minute rush. I went to the freezer and was surprised that I have less meat than I thought. I was quite sure I had ribs, but I guess not. I looked at them in the stores a number of times, but must have decided I did not need them.
No problem. I have 28 chicken drumsticks and only eight guests, including children. That should do, but I decided that it is always better to cook too much than too little and I put a frozen chicken into the crock pot and nuked it for fifteen minutes. That gives it a good start.
I also put some brown rice on to cook. When the chicken is starting to fall apart, I add the rice to the crock pot.
My guests came over mid-afternoon.
We ate at 1800 and everyone left around 2300.
I decided to leave the dishes for tomorrow and watched video for a while -- one episode of The Good Wife, and one of Suits -- then went to bed at around 2330.
I had not watched Suits before. It's another lawyer series and looks promising. I'm trying to decide if The Good Wife has jumped the shark.
No one means all he
says, and yet very few say all they mean,
Monday October 6th 2014
Staying up late worked. I awoke at 0630, having slept seven and a half hours. Maybe my internal clock is adjusted to MDST. My AHI was 0.14.
Here's a worthwhile read: In 1976 I discovered Ebola - now I fear an unimaginable tragedy.
I decided that there is enough wind for my trainer kite and went out for an hour of fun exercise. The wind is gusty and gave me quite a workout. I don't know the true wind speed since one of the anemometer cups has broken off the weather station again, but the station reports up to 14 MPH. Steady winds at ten MPH are ideal for that kite. Higher or gusty winds make control difficult.
I came back in and did more deskwork. The deskwork seems to never end. Updating the plans and website for the rendezvous took some time and writing in this diary does not lighten the load either for that matter.
I think it is official: I am depressed. I am not finding anything very interesting and I went to bed at 2000. I'm not unhappy; I'm just uninspired by anything and everything. I have lots of toys and lots of little jobs that could stand doing, but I just cannot get enthused. I am hoping this coming trip will bust me out of this funk.
I slept until 2330 and got up. Then the power went off, leaving me in the dark, so I went back to bed.
Tuesday October 7th 2014
I slept until 0645. Today I have to start getting ready to go west.
I did some tidying, did the one-mile walk and went to Three Hills to meet Ruth and Dave to hand off Zippy. Then I returned home, had a nap, changed, and drove to Calgary for the Bluewater meeting.
I arrived right on time, gave a quick slide presentation promoting the Rendezvous this weekend, had two glasses of wine and listened to the first half of the featured talk.
I arrived home and went right to bed at around 2200.
It is undesirable
to believe a proposition when there is no ground
Wednesday October 8th 2014
I slept well (no CPAP) and woke up refreshed and uncongested at around 0400.
I got up, ate breakfast and caught up on email and this page. It seems the boat deal is not yet completely dead, but I have quit caring and am looking at alternatives.
Today, my plan is to pack and get to the airport. That is it.
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I left home in good time and filled up with gas in Airdrie. When I started the engine again, I had no tach, no speedo, no signals. I figured a fuse had blown, but was not going to fool around with a deadline looming and drove on anyhow. Airport parking can take longer than expected, and troubleshooting and checking fuses can waste time and lead to more issues, like a total failure to start and run. At least the van ran, although I had no signals and had to feel around for the correct gear. That readout was dark, too.
I got to the airport in time and caught my flight. My bag weighed 50.5 lbs and the agent said nothing. I had checked it on the bathroom scale and it did not seem so close to the limit. That is cutting it close.
I arrived at my boat by cab two hours later and settled in. The boat looks wonderful. It is great to be home again.
figures can no longer write their own speeches or books,
Thursday October 9th 2014
The day is grey and rainy here in Sidney, and the weekend is predicted to be the same. I'm glad I have a warm, dry boat.
I spent the morning unpacking and organizing things.
Howard came by at ten-thirty and we discussed maintenance. I need to borrow the vehicle, too. I need it this afternoon, then to pick up the kids. Jean arrives at ten and Jon at midnight.
The sun is out now. Although the forecast says rain, often there are long periods of sun, even on rainy days.
I spent the day poking around on the boat, met with Howard, then went uptown in the afternoon. Howard brought 200 feet of rope for the anchor and I began splicing. it onto the chain.
Jean arrives at 10, and Jon at midnight, so I'll be picking them up at YYJ.
* * * *
They arrived on time and I picked each up in turn with the company vehicle.
Historians are like
deaf people who go on answering questions
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