January 16 is one of those days that over the years had interesting things going on. If not for Facebook's "On this Day" memories feature, the specifics would be lost.
Eleven years ago on this date, according to a brief status
update, “The 402,” my home in Tennessee, was in the final stages of an HVAC project, which, if I recall correctly, was running longer than scheduled. That status reads, “is on day six of
heating/cooling install and attic seal/insulation. None of us knew what we were
in for.”
Dr. Sketchy event of long ago. |
Six years ago on this date, my niece’s high school hockey team was
playing. She had translated her street hockey skills to the ice and was with her team at the ice rink at Cushing Academy. Now she’s been graduated from high school for several
years, lives in Las Vegas, and has her own life.
Five years ago, I was at Vincent’s in Worcester “Reliving
the old days” at one of my favorite watering holes in America. When I lived in Worcester, Vincent's was a place where my friends and I met for drinks, the best meatball sandwich available, and fun and eclectic juke box and band lineups. Many laughs happened there over the years.
Layers! |
We took
off several inches and cut a lot of layers to freshen it up. The winter dry air
and seasonal wardrobe heavy on fleece and sweaters has meant lots of static. The length
had crept well down my back and was encroaching on my waist. Sitting against
the back of the office chair and the couch, made it hard to move my head
without pulling my own hair. The same thing happens in bed. Now the problem is
fixed and I'm liberated from the prison of my own hair. Sometimes it is the simple things that make all the difference.
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