Breaking in the new office

Really only got my home office exactly the way I want it just this last week: all the furniture located just so, all the pictures hung, the new iMac to replace the aging Gateway, finally a printer, and so on. Part of that was just the reality of getting totally and finally moved into this house (e.g, we've now just hung every painting and picture that we wanted to decorate the house with, following the Xmas season we've now opened and repacked everything we keep in storage). Another part was truly getting adjusted to the new schools (everyone switched from last year). Still another part was my continually hectic schedule and the overhang of discombobulation from spending our first ten months in Indiana in a cramped apartment with the vast bulk of our stuff in storage.

But now, after all that confusion, I find myself sitting in an office just the way I've always wanted it, in a house that's just the way I've always wanted it, with a mix of work and homelife that's . . . worth the hassle given all the goals being simultaneously pursued (no point in saving the world unless you preserve the family, and no sense in preserving the family if you ain't gonna save the world), I find myself writing a new article (proposed) for Esquire and it feels like a new chapter for me.

Trying something both radically different and somewhat familiar with this one, and having fun. Have no idea if Warren will like it, much less publish it, but it's been a good intellectual drill regardless.

Getting psyched for the game tomorrow. It'll be historic no matter what happens...