Friday, January 7

It was a busy one, but worth it. Lots of joy. Having Paul got pneumonia right before the final holiday push made us go into "triage" mode: jettison what was not crucial and act decisively on what was. Christmas cookies were cut from the program, visits with relatives were maintained, that kind of thing. The frames got finished up for my upcoming painting exhibition, and I got the fun of helping gild. Even stressed out and hurrying to beat the clock, it was pure pleasure to be handling those floating airy sheets of gold.

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