Ann Arbor evening 1/27/20

What was the attraction here?  First evening home before the fireplace after 10 days away in the sun.  35 and rainy outside, but still not enough to wash away last week’s snow and ice.   A few beers followed by mounds of salad with hemp seed dressing washed down with a nice rosé constituted the dinner we needed after last week’s seafood and booze debauchery.  We snuck in a half bottle of malbec with San Diego Nibbles dark chocolate for dessert.  Michael Franks Spotify brought a little too much slick and sleazy 80s taste for Kathy, but Dan Fogelberg radio was just fine.  Me too, surprisingly.  Going through 10 days of accumulated mail was sufficient entertainment for the evening, punctuated by a “board meeting” of Docere LLC, our venture of soon to be 2 needing progress reports to the state and a new Admission Agreement while celebrating the deposit of my Bendcare honorarium as our latest revenues.  Our Gulfstream couldn’t be far off.  With the fire crackling and Dan radio balming with warm recollections of my young days, it was hard to turn in.  Kathy, snoring away, found no difficulty perhaps motivated by the prospect of a 5:30 alarm preparing her for a 7:30 trek into a long day of teaching.  For me, the coming day bore a long list of necessary errands, but I would be keeping my own clock, joy of retirement.  Indeed, the main draw of bed was to get on with it so I could take on tomorrow.  At this point I will stop typing, post, and go to bed. Thanks for reading.  May you all have evenings as simple and satisfying.