I’m back from Fourth Street. Near as I can tell, the division of labor is: Lydia and others did the work, I got the glory. I’m good with that.
I hesitate to try to single out anyone’s contributions, because there are so many I’m going to miss. But the discussion was consistently at a high level, and I got epiphanized more than once. My housemates, Reesa and Kit, were clearly in their element all weekend, and it did my heart good. Mrissa needs to be especially singled out for saying Lots Of Smart Things.
It was wonderful seeing my family, and my “family,” and feeling my brain engaged again.
I plan to post more as the results seep into my brain.
