Today was a Wednesday. I woke up and felt really tired. So I had a cup of coffee, worked a bit, and then I heard the mail arrive. The movie Lily recommended arrived, so I watched I Love Killing Flies. About a restaurant owner in NYC, quite a curmudgeon… his philosophy on life, his 5 kids, his wife, the community they built over the 30 years of running a restaurant. The dude can cook ANYTHING.
Sadly, it was a short documentary.I took a nap afterwards,because I’ve been overworking.
Emma came over to wake me from my nap. When I really feel bad, having someone I love say to me, “Oh, poor baby”, it’s the most soothing thing. She did that. And then I got up and we got ready to go. Today was to be the day of replacing her alternator. But her car wouldn’t start, so we had to change the plan. We ended up at the Petite Patisserie on Alberta. I ordered the special (Steak salad), and Emma had soup and a sandwich.
Warm, warm day today, even hot I’d say. Everyone who could get outside seemed to be outside. A fellow with a pit bull was sitting next to us when we got to the cafe. Lovely, sweet dog, very shy. Warm fellow.
We solved a coding problem that’s been bugging me a lot. My framework code works well for handling DB tables, but not as well when what you need is a very customized, ad hoc form. She said, “I’d like to just write HTML.” I laughed at first–mere HTML! How would you get all the perqs of the framework with mere HTML? And then I saw it, plain as day, simple as peaches.
As much as I wanted to just jump right in and apply this new idea to the signup pages for AcornHost, I didn’t. Instead, Emma and I laid in bed, rested, talked, and she introduced me to Hakomi. And what an introduction. I got to understand that it’s about just going into what’s going on. You don’t have to fix yourself, just be aware of yourself. It feels much better. We explored my attitude toward the code, a kind of desperation I have about getting it done, and worrying that Emma might lose confidence in me if I don’t work at a rapid-enough pace. She would say things like, “Now I’m going to say some things. Just go into yourself, and see what comes up when I say them.” One thing she asked me was what comes up when she says that I am loveable and valuable. And another was comes up when she says that I can have a balanced life.
I feel a bit of ease, and expansiveness now, regarding Project Gina. I want to be kind to Emily, give her the same level of service she gives to her customers. (Okay, wait, maybe a few notches above. And I won’t call her a Nimrod.)
The winsome final touch was eating dinner just now with Moogoo. He was fascianted with a feather, prancing about, being, well, so absolutely winsome, that it inspired this post.
A side-thought I had was: I’ll never be fluent in Spanish. I can tell you Moogoo es un buen gato. But I have no idea how to describe his winsomeness, his wiles, his ways, his wicked coolness, his grace, the comedy of his movements. No idea how to say to nuzzle under-bunders. I love English, I want to play with it more often. Code is good but paragraphs are finer. So fine. So fine. Such a fine day!
And it’s not over. Monopoly on the x-box, still to come.