Well, I'm still "bachin' it." As a treat for myself, I went flying. I have my pilot's license with an instrument rating. With three kids running in three different directions, I don't get to use it a lot. Yesterday I did. Although the whole Atlanta area has cloudy with scattered showers, I got into Pine Mountain, Georgia. I had lunch at the Callaway Gardens (which is a very neat place, maybe I can get Wife to go next time...), and I flew back in 95%% clouds for 2 1/2 hours. It was extremely relaxing. When I got home, I felt really good. Euphoric.
Wife is sounding happy on the phone. She has been able to go shopping everyday, which has me more than a little worried. This week has allowed me to be very introspective and peer into he dark recesses of my personality. Hopefully, I can exorcise some demons before she returns Sunday.
The demand of the loveless and the self-imprisoned that they should be allowed to blackmail the universe: that till they consent to be happy (on their own terms) no one else shall taste joy: that theirs should be the final power; that Hell should be able to veto Heaven. The Great Divorce. C.S. Lewis
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