I’m killing a little time, waiting to meet with my therapist, Dr. Curtis Birky, in about twenty minutes.

I’m in a much better space today. I had a good day seeing my grand daughter and taking part in the first of day of her birth week. Birth week seems to be how my daughters celebrate the birthdays of their children. Lucy’s birthday is coming up as well and they are already in full celebration mode over in England as well.

The last two days I have played piano before Eileen gets up. This is an excellent way for me to start my day. I asked Eileen if she minded yesterday. She said that not only did she not mind it, but she enjoyed it. Wow. I’ll take that!

Alex painted this painting yesterday with new paints she got for her birthday.

Jeremy is growing a Venus flytrap. He said it ate a wasp. Yikes. It’s much smaller than it looks in this picture. A wasp would be bigger than any of the traps pictured.

Here’s where I broke off writing and did therapy. I had an excellent session with Dr. Birky today. I find this very helpful. He gives me insights and ideas that help keep me as sane as possible and understand myself better. I can’t recommend therapy too much. Of course, it’s important to find the right dude so another thank you to my brother for teaching me to find someone that fits me!

On Sunday my boss, Rev Jen, announced that she was going to post one “Thank you Steve” message everyday this week. I have been keeping an eye on it so far she has done so.

Today seems to be a video I made for her for some sort of meeting she wanted music for. Here’s a link.

On Monday they put up this.

It’s one of the posters that was sitting in the back of church last Sunday.

On Tuesday they posted the clever, sped up video of the installation of the Martin Pasi organ.

I’ve put it up here before, but here it is again.

On Wednesday, another of those back of the church posters.

I’m not sure what they posted yesterday but I think they did one.

Sheesh. All this attention is kind of embarrassing. But flattering indeed.

Sorry I missed you yesterday. I see my hits went down as well. How did the few mysterious ghosts that haunt this blog know that I didn’t write a new post? Beats me.

My head is spinning with thinking about the next phase of my life. My grand daughter Alex is seven years old today. i can’t believe it has been seven years since Elizabeth gave birth to her. Eileen and I are driving over for a birthday party. It’s actually birth week as they will celebrate for a while. We are coming back tonight before dark. Even so, Eileen will probably drive. She has a new awareness of my bad vision garnered from realizing I couldn’t read signs in the grocery store.

I am very glad to still be alive at almost seventy years old. At the same time my mood is glum this morning. I didn’t sleep that great last night. Thanks goodness for a good cup of coffee.

I’m trying to keep my psychic radar clear as I consider what to do with retirement. I know I am capable of making some interesting and well crafted art whether it be music, prose, or poetry.

At this stage of my life, I don’t find  people to collaborate with over the yeas. I find consolation in connecting with strong minds in wonderful prose, poetry, and music. What will this mean in retirement? Probably more of the same with some specific projects here and there.

On Facebook, Janice Ian pointed out that if you use digital music, you don’t really own it. She was speaking about discovering a recording that she listens to digitally had been changed. She was unable to get back to the original. She advises using CDs to preserve the music you want to here.

Recently my app Primephonic was subsumed into Apple. I have a week before it goes away. Apple wants listeners to migrate to Apple music. They will provide a free subscription for some limited time. I don’t think I’m interested in that. It does look like Primephonic will refund the balance of any paid subscription. This is frustrating. But I am most bothered because I gave this app away to several musician friends. Now it will just stop. But now that I think about it, maybe one or two of them uses Apple music anyway. This morning I am seriously considering purchasing some CDs for the first time in years in order to keep touch with music I am listening to and thinking about.

I’ll spare you links, quotes, and poetry this morning. I just wanted, dear diary, to keep this silly blog going.