buckle up

there's a yappy 6am dog. there's the long adjustment of new house.  there's a overly concerned neighbor fretting about flora crossing property lines.  there's boxes yet unpacked. there's a memoir about a brain tumor that has to be worked on daily to get to target date. there's the newness of landlord-ing. there's a video project that looks great in application but won't export properly which necessitates chopping the project into 3 parts, exporting each part, reimporting each part and editing together to recreate single part which naturally incurs a loss of image veracity on each iteration. there's another project that has a drop-dead date that also fails to export correctly and which has both personal and professional repercussion. there's a tiny stove catching fire on 'broil'. there's upcoming travel for 20th high school reunion, and all the subfloors and compartments therein. there's upcoming travel to celebrate a decade of marriage. under it all, there's a long-term project which encounters new levels of difficulty around each turn. and there is, finally, the struggle to recall that it is all - every bit of it - a gift.