Daily Success January 28 – Disappointing. It was Okay with no real margin on it, but I just discovered that I failed to hit “Post” on my Daily Success post yesterday and so lost 10 points. Yes, I just hit post, but it was not DONE yesterday.

Yesterday

Yesterday was another hot mess, same as the day before. Same reason: Sam and wasting my mental energies on reaching an agreement on payment for my IP that he will never join in. He wants everything for himself, even what is mine. There might be a few bucks or no bucks or a huge pile of bucks, but without an agreement, there will be no bucks for either of us and I’d rather do that than accept being cheated out of what is mine.

I did manage a decent exercise total, mostly because I was careful to get on the bike when cold rather than find other ways to warm up.

Today

Today we go to join my cousin Pat for her birthday party. Is it her 80th? Seems likely as she’s just a bit older than I am. The party is at the Conche in Leesburg at 6, so we should leave here around 5. I’m leaning toward using an Uber. John’s experience, and a disquieting but not unpleasant experience with a police officer in Gettysburg, is making me much more cautious about having a drink, then driving. I can be sure I’m ok, but if something happens because someone else is not a good driver …

Football is on at 3, so that will work well. I’ll miss the second game, I guess. And our monthly Old Guys Zoom is this evening, so I’ll miss most or all of that as well. Can’t be helped. Family, and all that.

The Future

It’s early, but I’ve already drafted what I think is a good shot across Sam’s bow as an email to Rey. Hopefully we will add some clarity in the next week. Allen pushed hard for one more week and he’s my lawyer.

The knee is barking slightly this morning. It’s also raining. It may not be causality, but there sure is a correlation. The barking level is low enough to actually be encouraging rather than discouraging.

At the same time, the question occurred to me, am I acting like one of those athletes who simply cannot bring himself to retire when he should? Maybe it’s time to admit that the ravages of time make actually hiking the Camino one more time unrealistic, that the symbolic end that so disturbed me last August was not symbolic. My mind says it’s likely true. My heart screams “¡NO!”

Otherwise, same as ever. The mists are very, very thick.