Ten-minute post

I am anxious today. I have work stuff, puppy wrangling, and a meeting tonight with our cable internet access committee and a consultant who may be able to collaborate on a grant submission with us.

Outside, it’s raining, but cold. Our yard is a terrible combination of ice, snow, and mud. Spring in Maine is a myth. We have winter, which terminates with mud season, which leads directly into summer. I think spring is the first thing I really miss about living in Boston.

I could benefit from some sun and exercise today, but will likely not get either. we shall see. Perhaps I’ll brave the rain later this afternoon when most of the thin sheet of ice along the road has melted.

I have a work phone call to answer some major questions about my current project, but until then I am watching “Puppy TV” and writing as much as I can in ten minutes. J and I have been quickly reminded of this phenomenon of having a new puppy in the house. We spend a lot of time just watching the puppy. In this case, it’s even better though, because we have two puppies. They have been playing together nearly constantly, breaking only for naps (and occasionally when Billie starts to get too rough with Barney Frank and he begs to come up on the couch with us for protection).

To change course entirely, I can’t believe how much money Trump is spending on things like golf, and weekends at Mar-a-lago, and security at the Trump Tower. Okay, I take it back. I can believe it. What I can’t believe is the fact that all of these republicans are tolerating it. So much for the generous offer to not take a salary — he’s spending the amount of his full salary every freaking weekend. And then he has the audacity to try and cut arts and public broadcasting funding? Not to mention the ACA and any of a number of unspeakably horrible things.

I don’t know what to think about this country right now, except that it’s cool to see so many people getting so actively involved. Politicians’ voice mailboxes are constantly full. People are doing stuff. And that’s pretty cool.

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