I’ve spent a majority of my time today plotting out my genetic ancestry. Remains discovered in various parts of the world have had DNA survive and have been subsequently sequenced. None of the finds are clearly direct lineage, but do match between one and three segments of my DNA and therefore we share ancestry. Of hundreds or more shared with the worlwide scientific community, there are 31 so far that connect with me.
I learned of my genetic ties to a part of the UK where only as recently as this year did we learn was the strongest evidence in Europe of matrilineal society.
I think I may finally understand what the erasure actually is, how deep it goes, and what we have been pretending it was about.
Savor. Savor the good things. Seek them.
I was going to write a long post, but the gist is that I’m no longer waiting for the Journal app to appear on my iPad or Mac. Notes is the way. I’m already there.
That feeling when I have to reset the password I just reset because somehow it didn’t stick or what I thought I typed and confirmed isn’t what I typed and confirmed.
Sommer brought home coffee infused with lavender. I was not prepared for how much I would enjoy it.
When your first few hours of PTO include communication with co-workers to coordinate support, and a vendor who means well but didn’t quite email the correct folks.
But I am sitting in my home office sipping coffee with my wife. So I have that going for me, which is nice. Which is nice.
Not a moment too soon, I’ve got my recurring meetings re-established at work for the coming year and have made a mirror in my personal calendar. I’m not adept at organization or systems but I’m not letting that stop me.
Sometimes, when an alternative is needed, it appears:
Well, after being outside this morning at -18F, walking with the dogs in windy 5F evening was almost pleasant!