Friday, April 3, 2026

Anticipation isn't as powerful a force as it once was

Baseball is back and today is Opening Day for the Rockies... yet, I am just not feeling the traditional surge of hope and anticipation of great weather and the looming end of the semester. 

Trump ruins everything.

Of course, it doesn't help that the Rox have "enjoyed" three consecutive 100-loss seasons and don't appear to have injected some magical talent into the roster. 

And the weather has been teasingly great for most of winter, to the point where now most people around Colorado are fearful about the upcoming fire season. 

The end of the semester is always welcome, but I have a very fast 4-week online course that begins the Monday after the semester ends... so there's really not much of a break. I know. I didn't need to say yes when the course was offered.

Honestly, I hate to turn down such work. I am not panicky about this, but I wonder if the next time I say no to a class or to judging a contest or whatever that I may not be asked again... and I like that extra income and the intellectual challenge. There might be nothing to worry about, but why chance it?

The costs of owning a home continue to ding us... and the plumber claimed we need from $1,000 to $1,600 in cleaning, upgrades, etc., to make certain our A/C doesn't freeze up this summer and cost us even more. That summer school course will cover that cost.

And we are driving to Iowa City on April 13 to see Anna and help celebrate her scholarship at a quick ceremony at the journalism school... see brother Mike and assorted IC friends. Possible stop in Abilene, Kansas on the way back to visit the Eisenhower Presidental Library/Museum.

I suppose that trip will take care of the rest of my pay, but I'll at least end up "even."

Fingers crossed that we don't encounter some freak April blizzard.

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