Brunch at home is such a good meal. Even if home this week is a rental in the next state. Overnight french toast bake, crispy hash browns, eggs sunny side up or over easy, coffee, tea, juice. Fruit salad, with oranges from a neighbors tree back home. It’s not a complicated or fussy event, at least not where I come from. One thing that made it special today is having all the family together here, even us out of towners, to celebrate a late Mother’s day.

In the afternoon I got to solve a technical TV issue for my parents so they can enjoy a baseball game without the spinning baseball of your-connection-has-been-interrupted. That’s the hope, anyway.

It has been a busy week, but a good week. There were plenty of moments that I took time to think, to just sit with my thoughts. Whatever thoughts those were in those moments. I’m glad I did that instead of trying to scramble and fill the time with execution when what I needed was time to reflect and absorb and process.

It has also been a turning point week, with me having had a lot of talking to do. Lots more talking is coming too. Very direct, honest talk about things that needed to be said. None of it anything to be afraid of, but still it felt difficult for me to say before. Most of it honest reporting of the world as I see it, and the challenges I see. This week was not easy. But it was doable, and even comfortable. And a relief. Maybe I hadn’t arrived at a final position until recently.

I feel good about the decisions I’ve taken, and the ways that I’ve gone about them. I’m very glad for that. Just one step on the road of personal progress.

By the way, I’m talking about work stuff, which is of course important, but there are many more important things in life.