Hot Summer

It's too hot to sit outside. The air conditioning inside doesn't quite make it. It's summer. Work is a roundtable with no corner to turn, so sense of accomplishment--of completing anything. This can be distressing when you are a goal-oriented person. My life fine-tunes itself. I've learned that a soft heart doesn't mean a soft touch. But try informing others of that when you're telling them they've overstepped their bounds with your charity. Roommates turn out not to be the person you thought they were when you acceded to their pleas to let them crash there for a night or fifteen. The Mrs. had her second replaced. I was there for two weeks, and then every weekend since. And this weekend--she's off with the boyfriend. A part of me wants to dump her and walk away and never have another word. But the rest of me is in love with her. That's it for tonight. Just checking in with a brief say about what's been going on. Hope you all are having productive lives which bring joy to others.