Yesterday was pretty good, too.

My Dad was here early in the day. He stopped by after a doctor's appointment, where he was declared to be very healthy (for his age, which is kind of annoying when they say that). You are 84....yes, I know I'm 84, but that doesn't explain why I can't carry my recycling to the dumpster or tie my shoes without getting out of breath. Anyway, he's great. And he gave Ray a ride to work when he went home.

I hung around until 11 in the sunny-but-cold-outside and warm-inside house. Then I went to Hendershot's to meet a woman I had found on the internet. I don't remember exactly how. She has her own business building commercial buildings that are energy-efficient. She is LEEDS certified. She has been doing it for two years and has two architects she works with. I was trying to convince her to take me on as an office worker and assistant and apprentice. She was very nice, but not interested at the moment. Still, a good resource, who referred me to a website and an organization. You never know when she might change her mind or be talking to someone who is looking for a person like me. I told her I had office skills and an interest in energy-efficient building. She was adamant that residential construction (i.e., my experience designing and building my house) and commercial construction have nothing in common. I would mildly disagree; the interest is there, even if the skills don't transfer. An interesting experience; she is 27 and very competent and sure of herself (also attractive). Here's her picture and her website.

Then I picked up Becky, where her car was getting aligned, and took her to lunch with Rebecca M., the editor of Patch.com. We ate at a place Rebecca likes (and she paid), a Vietnamese place downtown, so we just parked in the deck and walked there. It was okay, but served on all styrofoam. I was really horrified and made a point to tell them I would never eat there again. The young woman said I should tell her boss. I asked her to let him know. We had a fun and interesting discussion. Rebecca has two young children, so her life is different from ours right now. She is going to send me a holiday assignment, so that will be fun.

I picked up Ray, took Rebecca home, took Becky to her car, and we went home. The chickens were still alive; I let ours out and left the black ones in. No eggs from the newbies yet. Still about the same from the gray ones: 3 or 4 a week. Not sure if just one is laying or that is the output from both.

Made soup for supper that was not quite as good as I had hoped. We went to feed the pigs and then came home and built up the fire and ate supper. TV and bed--not sure where the evening went.