I spent my lunch hour today transcribing an audio file in the Neil Spence interview. I spent more time this evening transcribing 2 more audio files. Just 3 more to go, but they add up to probably 35 to 40 minutes of material. I will try very hard to finish in the next few days.
We went to the No Frills store in Spryfield after work. The prices are amazing, and the place is bright and clean. We love it there.
Newbie has been hanging about me ever since I came downstairs to work on the interview some more. If he were human, he'd be looking at his watch and tapping his foot on the floor. He jumps from one book case to another, cleaning himself, glowering at me with those cat eyes of his, and wanting me to call it a night. Which I will shortly.
Did some estate stuff today. Dad died nearly a year ago now, and this estate work is not over yet, and won't be for some time. My father asked me to be an executor, as he asked my 2 sisters. We did not shirk this duty, but it has been anything but easy and duty light. As the weather improves, I will find myself at my mother's more and more, mowing her lawn and cleaning around the house and trying to make sense of all the stuff Dad left behind in his garage and his workshop.
I remember when he first built the garage. It was his pride and joy. I was 10, so it would have been 1974. He would spend an awful lot of time out there after supper, doing some work, or perhaps just taking a break from us for a bit. He was always a busy guy; it seemed to be a sin to him to kick back and relax.
Today, the garage seems awfully small to me, at least from the outside. It needs some work to bring it back up to what it was a long time ago. Some lighting fixtures are on their way out; they are original to the garage, and were probably used when Dad put them in there. I will chip away at it as my time and schedule permit. My sister and brudder in law have been helpful as well. Turns out that Dad even had a ladder that he needed to borrow yesterday. Glad to oblige.
Not sure where I'm going with this. It's just that the more time I spend down there, the more I realize how much work there is to be done there, and here, and at the cottage, which are all in different parts of the province. Starting to feel a little torn and pulled in various directions. I don't like that feeling very much.
I'm looking forward to my 5 weeks of vacation this year. I will need every moment of them.
See you tomorrow.