Monday is a great day! Four things happen that make
working at Northrop Grumman worthwhile:
1) I realize that June is a three paycheck month.
2) I walk to the liquor store at noontime and cash in another
winning lottery ticket. This time I matched three numbers
and get $10.
3) Almost everyone is occupied with a preliminary design review
so I'm left alone to concentrate on my work.
4) I find another hole in the Northrop Grumman firewall that allows
me to receive streaming audio over the Internet. (Last week Northrop Grumman
had closed up the firewall hole that I previously found and I was
without streaming trance music. Maybe that's why it was a blah
week and I was so unproductive. Rather than being afraid that Northrop
Grumman will fire me for finding these holes, I feel that I am
doing a service to the Internet security of Northrop Grumman: I keep
finding holes that they can later plug up.)
When I get home on Monday night I hit the weights pretty heavy and
get out for an hour walk afterwards.
Tuesday is supposed to be a bicycle commute day, but I again cannot get out of bed. Instead, after work, I do some weight lifting and go for a long walk before the ResourceScout meeting. With all of the trouble that the state adoptions agencies are in, we feel that we are close to getting our foot in the door. So we just have to keep plugging away at it.
On Wednesday I leave work a bit early to get in a session with very heavy weights before heading off to Mom and Dad's. Tonight is the oldest son's high school graduation. At Long Beach Polytechnic high school there are 1000 kids (young adults) in the graduating class. The crowd fills Veteran's Stadium with every known color, age, race, ethnicity, etc on the planet. During the evening there is a helicopter flying overhead and it is only later that I find out that there was a during the ceremony in a nearby parking lot. Mom and Dad's youngest son says that he recently read that the city of Long Beach has the highest diversity per capita (whatever that means) of any city in the United States. I am glad that I live here. The commencement ceremony lasts about two and a half hours and I'm getting down for sleep after 10 pm.
Thursday is a bicycle commute day and both rides go well. When I get home I mow the lawn, take a shower, and walk to the grocery store because I'm hungry and without blood sugar and there is nothing appealing in the house to eat. Person C_T comes over later and we hang out.
During the Friday motorcycle commute home I come up on a CHP motorcycle officer and so I slow down and wait patiently behind her. Her? Yes, this is possibly the first female CHP motorcycle officer that I have run into. After I follow her for a while she moves aside and waves me past. So I go on past - giving her a little wave - and go ahead home. On Friday I lift the heaviest that I have ever lifted. "Oh this is going to hurt later." But it doesn't. Person C_T and I go browse around at a bookstore before we rent a DVD of a satnd-up comedian that isn't funny for me. I fall asleep 15-25 minutes into the program.
On Saturday I get out for the aquarium ride. After a breakfast of vegetable soup, bread, cheese, and diet Coke, Person C_T and I ride the train to the Los Angeles Convention Center for a program. We miss the Thai dancers, but we wander around the booths. After we get bored we move over to a different part of the convention center and check out the travel expo. Later we go wander around downtown Los Angeles for a bit before we take the train for home. From all of the walking we are both tired, so we get down for a nap at 4pm. I sleep for an hour and then get up to watch the qualifying (on tape) for the United States Grand Prix. As the qualifying ends Person C_T gets up and gets ready to go to a graduation party of some sort. I spend the evening relaxing and catching up on paperwork that has been ignored for a week or so.
Sunday is a low key day with a long walk, some abdominal/lower back lifting, reading the newspaper, watching the United States Grand prix (boycotted by all Michelon-shod teams), an hour of inline skating, and other relaxing.