Months have passed

My son is 11 months next week. Almost a year.

That punishment thing I mentioned in my previous entry did not happen.

I did run every day for 21 days or so, but then life (or laziness) got in the way. I’m going to try and run at night.

Our house, or at least the house’s important rooms are clean. We have guests over now and this is brilliant. Also, being lazy in a clean room feels luxurious.

Work is going well. However I feel like all my smoke and mirrors have been used and I have to give it pure raw competence and action now.

I never read that Murakami book I mentioned 8 months ago or so. I forgot I had it. I bought other books to get me back into reading.

I’m carefully looking into buying land and building a house. I don’t want to do anything rash. However, I think it would be good for the family. Not required though. We could be happy where we are. I think it could be a more fulfilling life if we did it. It would mean a higher mortgage to pay back every month, which is always somewhat a risk.

I have a complicated relationship with video games. The relationship is best when I’m listening to video game music on vinyl, and remembering the good times. However, it is fun to get sucked in sometimes.

I’m reading Narnia to my son again. We’re almost done the Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe. My son likes books, but not Narnia. He likes picture books. Maybe it’s silly to insist on reading, but I hope it to just be one of those daily habits.

I hope to write more. I hope to remember the theme of Klingsor’s First Winter more. I hope to be mindful more.