Three Good Things for Thursday, March 14th

Another day where I'm dragging my finger over my phone feeling too beat to blog. It's honestly good - I've been busy at work getting several projects up and running, and after a period of feeling a little stalled out the wheels have started turning and it's exciting to see things falling into place! The downside is that it's a lot of executive function energy and the end of the day has been finding me pretty fried. Geez, I even fell asleep on the couch tonight after dinner and I don't know when the last time was that happened! But I'm so grateful to be feeling the kind of tired that is the result of hard work, rather than the numbed out stupefaction of stumbling through meaningless tasks.

Okay, three good things before I totally run out of gas:

1. Pi Day.

When your kids ask what the family plans are for Pi Day, at 5:15pm on Pi Day, the temptation to reply, "none whatsoever," is tremendous. For me, at least. My wife Sarah is made of sterner stuff, and also has skills honed by years of practice that let her toss together an apple pie in a tidy twenty minutes. And yes, that is a scratch-made crust.

2. Rainy Day.

We enjoyed an all-day soaker in Madison today, and I found myself compelled to make another iteration of a picture I've made dozens of times. Never tired of raindrops running down hospital windows.

3. The Best Thing I Saw On Bluesky Today.

Bruce McCorkindale, I salute you.

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