Been busy lately. As an ideal, I value being busy. I see others that appear busy, and I respect and envy that. But now that I'm in the midst of such a lifestyle, I find myself short tempered, fussy, not wanting to be bothered when I set to a task. I don't like that I'm like this. I guess both aspects of what I have described. The gap between what I value and the reality of that situation. And the fact that I get very frustrated, very easily when my mind is overwhelmed with thoughts and things to do. Even now as I type, it is a constant battle. Michelle keeps feeding me information about the home warranty, the window estimate, the boys lunch for tomorrow. I feel the emotion like an aneurysm ready to burst.

Found a gem in my old CDs the other day. A Tooth & Nail sampler called "Toast" and "Olive." Never gave it much attention back in the day, but I've been listening to it lately, and there is some really good stuff. Even a "Danielson Familie" song that I must have thought ridiculous when I first got the CD some 12 years ago. 12 years.

Saw an old captain of mine at the gym today. Not an old guy, just a captain I used to work under, Spinner. Super nice guy, good to work with. Had the wind event in Cambria with him, running non-stop to different fallen trees, and finally to a massive trunk of a tree that fell on some guy in his bedroom. The call will always stick out in my mind.

Enough for now. Too much to do.