Today marked Grace’s last day in class at St. Anthony in Tigard. While she doesn’t actually graduate from 8th grade until tomorrow, she won’t be going back to school there again. It’s bittersweet, as most things are concerning your kids growing up. I remember when we took her out of public school and she started there in 3rd grade. 6 years she and her sister have been going there, and now that chapter of her life is closed. This is a summer of huge changes for the family, but especially for her.
The parents came and did a honk out for the students when we picked them up this morning. I don’t think the 8th graders knew about it at all, as they were kind of taken aback. I’d like to think it was mostly that they were appreciative of the show, but I have a feeling it was an equal part embarrassment. 🙂
Spent part of the day setting up my Mom’s new iMac today – one of the new M1 iMacs in blue. It’s a very impressive piece of engineering, and beautiful to boot. Her old machine is almost exactly 4 years old, and even after reinstalling macOS fresh it was still a dog, so likely hardware based issues. So… I surprised her with a replacement after I saw the announcements a month ago.
After the data migration was all complete, after both the old and new iMacs were rebooted, I sent her a video of a Word launch test. New iMac: about 1/2 a second. Old iMac: 30 seconds. Yeah, I think it was time.
Friday to Sunday this week was dedicated to loading the U-Pack shipping container with all the stuff we are going to live without for at least the next couple months, and likely until around Halloween, when our house in New Hampshire is scheduled to be complete.
It’s funny — we went through (like many) the KonMari process of cleaning up and decluttering years ago, and I thought we were pretty good with keeping up on it. Maybe compared to some people, we are fairly minimalist, but this whole experience highlighted just how much stuff we have. Way too much. I mean, a whole shipping container, and we’re leaving a lot of furniture behind — donating, trashing, etc.
This is also the first time we hired people to help load the truck up. Of course, it was 15 years ago that we last moved, but there comes a point in a person’s life where you don’t ask your friends to help move if you have the financial means to not do so. Old backs don’t heal quite as fast as they used to. That, and we do have a few very heavy items that would have been very difficult without specialized equipment. What I didn’t foresee was the need for the expertise needed in the load. The U-Pack shipping container is a lot higher than a U-Haul or like truck, and using all that vertical space takes skill. I was impressed.
5 days to moving out of our house of 15 years! Bittersweet. I’ll be saying that a lot, I think.
I’ve been on the Internet in one form or another for nearly 30 years, starting with using Telnet to play MUDs, browsing Usenet during the great flamewars of the 90’s, and was an early user of Mosaic before Netscape existed, peering at a coffee pot webcam in Cambridge, England. Since then, it’s kind of crazy how many ways I’ve tried to socialize and/or record my thoughts publicly. I’ve had multiple blogs, played around with Twitter, Facebook, Google+, different boards, and for the last couple years, a microblog (http://holliston.micro.blog).
One thing that I’ve decided is that I do not want to provide regular and personal content to the big companies like Facebook, especially since this isn’t about marketing, but about personal communication to friends and family. The barrier to use is a bit higher (people need to actively go and look at the site, or go through some archaic RSS reader for notifications), but that’s OK. This isn’t about clicks. This is an understanding about myself that I came to a few years ago, but it’s taken me a while to re-initialize this blog.
But here I am, initialization process underway! Why now? Big personal changes are going to necessitate much more effort into communicating to friends and family what’s going on in my (and my family’s) life. We’re moving to New Hampshire from Oregon in only a few months, away from all my friends going back decades, away from my parents and my Dad’s family, and away from all the well-worn grooves on my life. This is an adventure, and perhaps a once in a lifetime one. As much as I can, I want to share with those that mean a lot to me this new chapter of experimentation in my life!
I’m going to try to post regularly, but make no promises. The goal is just to make it worth checking in on regularly, and make it interesting to those that make that click over.
Whereas I completely missed the 31 Heroes CrossFit WOD yesterday, I did a first: ran my first 5K on the road. To veteran runners, I'm sure my time (32:29) is stupid slow, but I didn't walk the full 3 mies. This is a huge deal for me. When I started CrossFit and paleo almost 2 years ago, a 400 meter run killed me. Mind you, I still absolutely hate running, but I'm reminded again and again to work on your "goats", or you exercises you aren't very good at. Running definitely qualifies.
Next year, no excuses for the 31 Heroes. It's a partner WOD, so hopefully partner with my wife, too! More information: http://www.31heroes.com/