Sat at my desk today. Worked.
Went to lunch with the guy I sublet my office to. He told me some things that may be useful in the business world and could make me a more effective professional, but are not interesting, and are reflective of a wierd functionalist reductiveness that is part and parcel of dealing in the for-profit world. Am I really excited by this? No.
On the other hand, we sat with Graham's therapist this morning and had a great conversation. The guy is very interested in learning about our little boy and also our family dynamics which impact his development. At the end of it Mary was a little upset with me because she had not had time to hit on all the points she would have liked to because we ended up talking about my relationship to my dad, Graham's granddad, for a while.
As you can tell, these were two very different conversations.
Here's a picture of Graham from his trip to Williamsburg with grannie. There are others he would probably prefer be shown, including many ones with him astride this or that cannon, but this one I like particularly.
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