{"id":573896388,"date":"2023-11-20T21:01:19","date_gmt":"2023-11-21T02:01:19","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.kennysmith.org\/wordpress\/?p=573896388"},"modified":"2023-11-21T16:20:24","modified_gmt":"2023-11-21T21:20:24","slug":"dont-let-this-fool-you-it-was-a-full-productive-day","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.kennysmith.org\/wordpress\/blog\/2023\/11\/20\/dont-let-this-fool-you-it-was-a-full-productive-day\/","title":{"rendered":"Don’t let this fool you, it was a full, productive, day"},"content":{"rendered":"

I saw a lot of birds on Saturday. They are flying southwest here. So clich\u00e9.<\/p>\n

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It’s like they know something I do not. (There’s a lot I don’t know, so this is likely.) These geese are going a little more to the south, but only by a matter of a few degrees. It probably works out in the wind. One good breeze, one turn of a shoulder and they probably all landed in the same pond at the end of the day. <\/p>\n

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I once had a philosophical assignment about the dynamics of bird flight. Some of the people in the group were in biology-minded people and approached the question from that direction. Others looked at it more akin to a leadership, inter-personal question. There was also the issue of rotation. No bird stays at the front the whole way, right? Now, I look at the geese in the flying V and think … <\/p>\n

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That’s a lot of trust.<\/p>\n

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After Friday’s 27-mile bike ride, I had a quick 15-miler on that bright, beautiful Saturday you saw in the bird photos above. On Sunday afternoon, just before it got dark, I got out for a 21-mile ride. There is, of course, another photo of another barn. But this one also features a shadow selfie.<\/p>\n

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On my cycling spreadsheet — because of course there’s a spreadsheet for that sort of thing — I this weekend compiled a list of the most prolific bike riding month of each calendar year. Which January had the most miles, what February was the most productive, one March or another I spent more time in the saddle, and so on. So far, six of the months of 2023 are the highest volume. Makes sense: I’ve ridden more this year than any other. And in another ride, perhaps two, November 2023 will make it on that list. <\/p>\n

There’s also a list of the best months of riding, in terms of mileage, overall. This month is about to sneak into 12th place. There’s every reason to think this month could become a top five month, overall, if the weather holds. But there will likely be no ride tomorrow, because of the weather. And there was no ride today because of real life. <\/p>\n

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This morning I had to iron. And also, there was the cleaning up of things. And then this guy arrived. Something we didn’t have the opportunity to do before we moved in, and neglected to do since then.<\/p>\n

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Talk about your flashbacks. Every so often I get the carpet cleaned, and it’s always like this. I worked at Stanley Steemer … too many decades ago, I am startled to say. It was a decent job in high school. Meet a lot of interesting people, do some useful work. And while the job was the job, no two days were ever the same. And the stories you heard … <\/p>\n

When the bright yellow truck shows up, I’m ready to talk shop and haggle. They sent out a solo guy, which was perfect. I just ordered the two-room minimum. He gets commission, and I’d rather the cleaner get that than someone in the office. My conversation went like this. <\/p>\n

Do you still get a commission if you upsell me?<\/em><\/p>\n

“Yes sir.”<\/p>\n

Great, upsell me.<\/em><\/p>\n

“Well — ”<\/p>\n

I’m sold.<\/em><\/p>\n

The prices are a bit high — but what ain’t? — and part of that, I think is so that the guy can cut something off, allowing you to think you’ve struck a good deal. But I did get a good deal, relatively speaking, because I tried to make all of this easier on him. Moved all of the furniture, kept the pets away, stayed out of his way and watched his hoses for him. <\/p>\n

He was still relatively new to working solo, I get the impression that it happens more in his shop than it did way back when. He knew what he was doing, and you could tell, or at least I could tell, that he was right on the cusp of becoming incredibly proficient with the whole thing. It isn’t rocket science, of course, but mastering anything to your maximum ability takes time, figuring out the ruthless efficiency of your every move is an art of a sort in a largely repetitive process. And he was close. <\/p>\n

We were his fifth job of the day, and he’d worked six days straight. Everyone needs their carpet looking good for the holidays.<\/p>\n

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We kept the cats in separate bathrooms during all of this. They didn’t seem to be bothered by all of this, which surprises me. Cats can be nervous, and here was a strange dude with all of these noises and smells and … they could not be bothered to care, not really. Damp carpet underfoot was an experience, but they adapted to that quicker than people will. Maybe it’s the two extra sensory inputs. <\/p>\n

Anyway, Poseidon, last night, celebrated the beginning of space heater season.<\/p>\n

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He’s hanging out on furniture and the other floors today, though. Who wants to relax on wet, fresh smelling carpet?<\/p>\n

Phoebe, meanwhile, has taken a different approach to the day.<\/p>\n

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We keep a couple of small boxes for them to sit in. Sometimes a box with an unconventional shape comes through and we’ll let them try that for a time, too, to see if it takes. But, in general, they don’t have big boxes, except for around the move we did this summer. You wonder if that lodges in the cat mind somewhere: this larger shape may have a meaning, I’ll sit on it, to prevent whatever they are thinking.<\/p>\n

Sound strategy.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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