This week's low point stemmed from a tough choice.
On one hand, there was the Walker Hall Reunion. All things considered, my four collegiate years in Walker were the most productive and satisfying I've had. As a freshman it was the home of the Honors House and the International House. It was a dorm of "quiet hours" after 10 p.m. So the kind of fun at Walker was more creative and intellectual than rowdy - board games breaking out in the lobby (which by the way was the only air conditioned part of the building), the occasional piano-playing patron in the Large Lounge, games of Tetris and Tecmo Bowl and Doom. Role-playing games like Illuminati, casino nights, and talent shows. I could go on for pages about Walker, and maybe I should in other posts. It was demolished in the last couple of years, leaving only memories, and plenty of them. And several alumni put on a reunion this year with lots of activities. It pains me to have missed it.
Walker is part of my past, the glorious past. The present was a chance to contribute to a couple of charitable causes and get some exercise to boot. The Bix 7 race was a fun weekend that I'll cover in another post. It was the right choice.
Now that Rob Stoltz is coming aboard to round out my unit at work, I feel more encouraged about our ability to get the job done than I have in two years since returning to my old department. It's just the latest in a seemingly endless string of good fortune that undeservedly leads toward the promise of success. I am looking forward to the leadership challenge now of guiding them confidently into an uncertain future.
I was glad to learn this week that our friend Rosann is interested not only in joining up with the duet of Evelyn and me for a three-person musical performance at the church sometime, but also enjoys real estate shopping. It's a perfect union of needs and wants, as I've been curious as to the options for Mom around here in case she decides to move south someday. Now Mom can provide her "specs," and Rosann can peruse the market.
There are still nearly two full months of summer left, and the heat is in full swing, which has made for some stellar days for poolside reading. Hidden Bloggers have benefited from a basket's worth of insight from Zig Ziglar's book as a result.
In the spirit of exploration, I discovered Empire Spa this week, a tucked out of the way place that provides a relaxing, homestyle comfort and privileged experience.
In the week to come I look forward to everything being all right - as long as my mentality is happy, helpful, humble and strong.
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