Dadcation
January started in New Orleans, took me to Indianapolis to see Alabama lose to Georgia in the college football national championship game, allowed my 12th Len Foote Hike Inn visit, brought Atlanta a bit of snow, got me Hawks floor seats, and invited me to hear Darryl Strawberry speak. I moved my office from midtown Atlanta to Sandy Springs (fewer than 2 miles from our home). I continue to mediate over Zoom–usually without settling the damned case. We ate a lot. The month seemed longer than it really…
Given my 84-mile hike coming this July, I’ve been trying to spend more time on my feet when there’s a free weekend, as I need to break in my new shoes (I went with waterproof Merrell Chameleons) and build my endurance. Since the days leading up to our walk will be spent touring the UK with the children, I figure I should bring them along for training. Normally at this time of year, Atlanta might be up to 60-something degrees, but this year, it’s been high 70s, so…
For the past several years–actually, for as many years as I can recall offhand–I haven’t had the Monday that is Martin Luther King, Jr. Day off. Since becoming self-employed in Spring 2009, I’ve always rationalized not taking the day off by thinking, “None of my employers gave it to me when I worked for them, and if it’s a day of service, I’m serving my clients!” So, I’d sue people and file motions all day, like I would any other Monday. However, this year, I took it off….