no, not an oblique reference to an attention seeking once was on her way to obscurity, more an admission that I didn't take care of me and as a result I went missing on Super Bowl sunday to the extent of laying in bed all day weaker than hadrian's hounds after a full day of noshing. run on sentence much? anywho...
work continues apace. the new methodical approach is working wonders on my work backlog. the library reorganization looms large in the near future and assessment is still on track to be at least a meets standards kind of year.
my fabulous wife did the single parent thing on sunday as i was a quivering lump and got more done in less than a day than i would have in two full days. the woman is nothing short of amazing.
satori has indeed been reached and others are starting to notice the change. now if i can just keep things in perspective.
to my incredible 8th grade band: thanks for dealing with grendel yesterday morning, you shouldn't have had to.
to my beautiful daughters: keep developing and growing an experiencing at the phenomenal rate you are currently. Your daddy loves you more than you know.
to my wife: what can I say? you are the rock that holds this house of hoberts together, i am truly honored and humbled to be your husband.
musing: sweet dreams turn to nightmares when reality rears it's ugly head. so do nightmares turn to sweet dreams when reality vanishes?
main st., possibly snow, la vie continue...
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