John delivers his line graphs earlier than usual. Last night I noticed that the chest hairs that peak out of his undershirt are as gray as mine. That makes sense. We're both class of '68. I quickly make the necessary revisions and photocopies and deliver 8 copies of the ambitious document -- total decision items requests: $47,000 -- to Joel.
The afternoon is rather calm. Chris makes an appearance, looking , as usual, as though he spent too much time on recharge. He's basically in and out, much to my relief.
I pick up Andy at daycare. JoAnna returns home at 6:30 and we eat supper -- round steak that has enjoyed a day-long crockpot soak in two cans of cream of mushroom soup-- together at the kitchen table.
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