AZ & Flying Diamond

I'm in Crested Butte over Thanksgiving with Oliver and Jill, many days all in one post.

Jill is picking up Oliver in Denver and I'm in the garage cleaning up my car sorting through my tools getting everything set up so I can dash out of here ASAP.

That night I notice big gunk in my lungs. I'm down with something. I wasn't thinking of Ethan's cold and so I thought it was the fumes from all the chemicals to clean the windows.

On the first day Jill was being the general again pushing everybody around as she likes to do, which is such a pain intrusive as hell and just unpleasant. There is a little derogatory talk as well but less than usual.

We have a lot of our friends over for Thanksgiving dinner which is thankfully later in the day and it's a wonderful time to reconnect, however, I am totally under the weather and in my own space quietly listening to all the rambunctious talking.

Jill must be trying to be nicer and what was really working is us playing Yahtzee and watching NCIS during which I usually fall asleep. Oliver was very happy to be home and starts to value having a place to come back to. You have to leave something in order to realize what you left behind. He did a great radio show that I got to listen to. He's one of the best DJs you can imagine. It made me feel really good and a little proud to hear him and it pulled back to the old times. What a pity that Jill is who she is because how beautiful life can be.

I drive Oliver to Denver and he flies back to college for 3 weeks to wrap up his semester. I drive back and overall it's not a difficult drive.

I'm trying to finish up the takeoff for my shed that was redrawn yet again but now this is the final version. Unfortunately Lowes has a very poor website and it takes me seven tries, the whole day, no results, and I got really enervated. I am now so incredibly far away from my inner peace. I'm right back in civilization chasing things and trying to get things done that aren't working and this is absolutely a confirmation of just how bad it is in our daily lives. It is really important to cut out time for yourself and your inner peace when you're stuck in the 'city'.

And of course all this enervation brings back the cold except at this time it's pneumonia and I suffer from the coldest chills, I've never been this cold inside. I take hot baths and I have to hang out here much longer than intended which feels very strange. Amazingly, Jill is not being nasty. I guess I should have talked to her a long time ago to let her know how things feel on my end. We have never done many constructive things together but this time we are working together, it's on the divorce papers. Go figure. But it's a good thing, we're moving forward.

I engineered a way to have the entire roof of the shed flip up a few feet and if I did that construction then Eric's vision of Wouter's house would come true. For the little use I will get from the shed it's probably more work than worth it, but just for Eric I would do it.

Tonight I think I might have gotten the sweat that breaks the cold and hopefully in a day or two I'm on the road with a full trailer. Off to the next adventure!もっと詳しく