Partly this is due to the fact that a *LOT* of my posting effort and activity goes generally into the Beta Reading list (rykspoor_beta), as that's (at least in theory) helping me improve professionally. But things have been busy and other things have conspired to be distracting.
The saddest event of the past few weeks has been the death of my Aunt Alle. I am *SO* glad that, despite the money being pretty hefty, I decided to make sure we got out to California to visit Alle, Jim, Sue, and Don; all of my kids got to meet them and see part of California (which was, as I posted back then, beautiful). Alle was my dad's sister, Jim her husband; my dad corresponded with them frequently especially in the later years, and visited them a couple of times. They were always gracious and polite and energetic, never slowing down despite getting older. Now Jim's in the same position my Dad was, and I hope he can bear up well; I know it was a terrible time for my dad.
Kathleen has been starting up a jewelry business -- necklaces, earrings, etc. She's very good, and I'm sure eventually this will start making money... but as they say, it takes money to make it, and the beginning of a business is the "take" stage.
This is somewhat more significant in that we've had to have work done on the house -- new rear sliding door, and a complete new bathroom. Those who own houses know that this kind of stuff costs notable money.
The kids have started school again; Chris' disorganization is finally coming round to bite him where it hurts, and he's now in a special program that helps kids focus on getting their job done. The only PROBLEM with this is that if he hasn't finished his work, he stays after school the next day to get it finished (so that he doesn't fall farther behind). This wouldn't be a problem, except that the later bus refuses to actually drop him off near the house; the driver won't come past a certain location and drops him off a fair distance away.
Now, I'm not opposed to kids walking. Heck, when I was a kid I walked all the way across Schenectady sometimes to get to school. But in THIS era, where they won't even let you walk your kid across the street, it strikes me as wrongheaded for them to keep him later, then drop him off a quarter mile or more away, on a busy street.