My 12G Network

Your life might be governed by some kind of “X”G phone network Operating System but I’ve got you beat — for the foreseeable future my life OS will be 12G.  To whit,

Greenhouse  (wrapping up final details but already in use by Mrs. Barn, who is experimenting on the best way to lay out and use the space)

Garden (more of a Mrs. Barn thing)

Grandson #1

Grandson #2

Grandson #3

Grandbaby #4 (due in November)

Going here

Going there (mostly to Mordor as all four grandkids and their parents are now living within minutes of each other there)

Going back home to Shangri-la for rejuvenation

Getting the barn organized in preparation for

Gragg chair-making private tutorial this autumn

If you think this sounds like it might be Ghaotic you would be correct.

Unlike the midwit poltroons, grifters, and outright treacherous curs in gubmint elected and unelected, I yearn for “regular order” of routine days in the shop and evenings reading or watching something while massaging Mrs. Barn’s feet, knowing that regular order may never return.

And that’s a Good thing.