After a week away, back in the saddle this morning and back in the fray: a client newly divorced who wants to sit down and talk budgeting, a client in Brooklyn starting chemo today, money to disburse to pay for a client's kid's college, a wire to Germany for Mary's book to check up on, etc. And then there are the markets.
It was a fine week away, getting on the road a little, seeing some towns and corners of America I'd never seen before. Lancaster, Pennsylvania was particularly interesting. Same population as Chapel Hill in the town proper, but three times as dense, so really it was a small city. Block after block of row houses in varying states of repair. It was clear there were some interesting businesses and stories in some of them. Amish in the surrounding countryside, a couple of small colleges, beyond that it wasn't clear who the anchor employer was. Maybe some people commute to Philly. I wouldn't be sad if Graham ended up there for college.
Finished an Alan Furst novel, moved forward in Andrew Solomon's Far From the Tree.
But eating dinner in hotel rooms sitting on the floor got old, so I am certainly hoping that the vaccines outrun the variants and also looking forward to the approach of warm weather everywhere, which will let us eat and meet outside.
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