Peaceful

    It's been one of those weeks. I've been trying to get ready for the move of several labs I kinda oversee, and the move finally happened last Friday. But the Wednesday before, I get a call from someone in the company looking for some lab space and equipment to work with. Bad timing, but I try to do the SMI thing and accommodate them. Means I spent more time this week shuffling out heavy equipment I thought I was getting rid of, and trying to fit it into the new smaller spaces.

    Then there was the home front. As I've mentioned before, selling our house is something we are planning to do within the next year. So we decided to get the jump and get a Title 5 certification, which is a Massachusetts requirement for making sure your septic is AOK. Well, we passed fine when we bought the house, but the rules have changed, so we needed another manhole, and needed a new D-box. That means we ended up with a hole in the yard for a couple days, and the septic man stopping by for paperwork, etc.

    This while we have been dealing with a furnace issue, which turned out to be a bad pump. While they were at it, we had them clean up the rats nest of wiring, and add a relay so the furnace only goes on when there is a call for heat. Previously, it would go on regularly to keep the hot water hot, but now it only goes on when the hot water calls for heat. That took a couple days, including the day when our professional organizers were at the house for their regular visit. We decided we could use some help getting rid of stuff and organizing, in order to meet our moving deadline. If nothing else, it keeps us focussed on getting things done, so we don't look bad in front of the organizers. You know, 'quick, clean the house before the cleaning service gets here'. \^_\^

    So tonight I really enjoyed a peaceful moment. As I was walking to the door of my fathers apartment to pick up my young son, with the snow lightly falling, I heard the soft call of an owl. I told my son and we both went out quietly and listened, and were again rewarded with the owl song in the silent, peaceful night air. You can only capture moments like that in memory, technology just can't cut it. I hope my son remembers it as long as I do.
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