The jester does more then jest joke.

I may not be Einstein, though I don’t think he was either. I’ll save that topic for another time. I may not be Sir Edmund Hillary, who by the way, I fully agree, was indeed Sir Edmund Hillary. Heck, I’m not anybody famous and not even me half of the time, in that my thoughts and spirit seem to be away in their own worlds leaving what appears to be me as just a shell which does it’s own thing. Still, this day I have combined enough personal elements to do a task. My roman shades and curtains have been installed. There were a few complications, several rethinks, some learning, and I really had to focus to keep on task and consider the various options and choices rightly. But honestly, it is quite simple. I had never set up shade pulls before, so that was new, but if you can pull a cord through a set of small spans several times and in several possible ways, and then by trial and error figure out which one works and how, you get a star right on your cute little 5 year old forehead. The task would be a 1 on a scale of 1 to 10, 10 being the most difficult. No, I’m not a carpenter, mechanic, or a scientist or physicist. Any adult body should be able to do this.

I have also been getting caught up on other household chores, the kitchen is being ordered and the linens and clothes are nearly laundered. It’s turning into a very pleasant day. Though work is work, it is pleasant and I enjoy it when I am able and can organize it and stay with it. I will enjoy my apartment and my life so much more when these tasks are complete that I am not truly be able to express it here.

The window treatments will not win me any best design awards. I’d be surprised if my lady friend approves. But the devices, panels, and cords are straight and functioning, the double layer of modesty I have so long desired is in place, and I like the look, I did it myself relatively quickly, and with out wounding myself or damaging the property. The boxes and tools have all been put away except for the cordless drill, which is staying out until I have both of it’s battery packs charged. And, really, I am pleased. I will truly enjoy the ribs tonight, my reward is two fold and more.

Now, to put my actual boots on and check my mail. It’s been a few days. Should be nice and cool out there too. If I am not wiped out tomorrow, I should start going through some math. It can really sharpen up rough edges of the mind’s capacities and it’s almost a compulsive behavior once I get on a roll. I don’t know, I just have to tighten things back up. Perhaps I can then get back to writing thoughts and doubts rather than mundane daily drivel that means even less.