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May. 13th, 2021 07:07 pmI went to breakfast with my dad, which was nice. He's in Colorado for a couple weeks, staying with friends and recording music. It's been a long time since I saw him - he visited briefly back in... November? I think? Time is still fake. At the time we were still being super cautious with distancing, and he'd quarantined in preparation for coming up here, as had the friends he stayed with, so he just came by and we said hi in the parking lot.
He's been double vaxxed for a little while, and so are his friends, and I'm almost to my full protection date. We went our favorite breakfast place, and talked. Then we went by his favorite coffee shop and talked some more, ha.
Stuff with him is going well - he's really excited about the album he's working on right now, and how it fits in with the broader project that it's a part of. He's got a couple songs he's really happy with.
He and Taylor are completely estranged, so there's kind of an awkwardness there. I've been pretty firm about not wanting to be in the middle of it, and that I will not be the middleman to circumvent Taylor's boundaries, and this time he was good about not asking me to.
I came back around noon so I could come along with Alex to his riding lesson. That was set to start at 1:30, and so I just hung out in the car. I finished Fugitive Telemetry, which I really enjoyed!
Unfortunately, the hour lesson somehow turned into us being gone until after 5:30. The "somehow" was just lots of little things adding up, but it's still a constant frustration how something that's supposed to be two hours max gets stretched into more than twice that long, especially when I feel like I have so much to do that I can't ever catch up on.
Bleh. It was still a really pleasant day, I just hate having the feeling of "should be doing all this other stuff" hovering over me the whole time. And then semi-ironically, now that I'm home, I'm so tired that now I don't want to do any of the stuff I should be working on. Sobcry.
He's been double vaxxed for a little while, and so are his friends, and I'm almost to my full protection date. We went our favorite breakfast place, and talked. Then we went by his favorite coffee shop and talked some more, ha.
Stuff with him is going well - he's really excited about the album he's working on right now, and how it fits in with the broader project that it's a part of. He's got a couple songs he's really happy with.
He and Taylor are completely estranged, so there's kind of an awkwardness there. I've been pretty firm about not wanting to be in the middle of it, and that I will not be the middleman to circumvent Taylor's boundaries, and this time he was good about not asking me to.
I came back around noon so I could come along with Alex to his riding lesson. That was set to start at 1:30, and so I just hung out in the car. I finished Fugitive Telemetry, which I really enjoyed!
Unfortunately, the hour lesson somehow turned into us being gone until after 5:30. The "somehow" was just lots of little things adding up, but it's still a constant frustration how something that's supposed to be two hours max gets stretched into more than twice that long, especially when I feel like I have so much to do that I can't ever catch up on.
Bleh. It was still a really pleasant day, I just hate having the feeling of "should be doing all this other stuff" hovering over me the whole time. And then semi-ironically, now that I'm home, I'm so tired that now I don't want to do any of the stuff I should be working on. Sobcry.
