A couple of posts to make today.

Monday I had my heart scan. The first look at it was called Grossly Unremarkable. No immediate problems. We’ll see what they say when a closer look is made, but for now it’s looking good.

It does mean that between us, we have had about 6 grand worth of medical bills so far this year, and I am not done yet. My doctor wants a sleep test done, to see how bad my apnea is. The last time I had one done, when I got to meet the Queen Of The Cult Of Sleep, it was mild. I think they will find that is still true. I have a bad night here and there, but generally I sleep pretty well.

We’re getting ready for Demicon. My hands are not in great shape, but nightly rehearsal means they are improving rapidly. We have picked songs carefully. Only a couple of fast things, and none of the really fast right hand palm muting songs. I do intend to have a couple of those back in the set by Icon in October.

And yeah, our next show is in October. That’s a long ways away. I want to be performing again. I’m looking for something local, and may have a lead. We’ll see.

In the meantime, after Demicon I want to get back to re-writing some of Callenwood, and working on Shifting City. We have a lot to do.

12 years.

A few friends of ours, particularly mine, had doubts that it was going to work. We knew they were wrong.

12 years ago we had the quick, legal marriage. We still consider the wedding at Musecon to be the real wedding.

But we wanted it to be legal, mostly for insurance.

Two musician friends, Isaac and John, were our witnesses. Oddly enough, they both worked on our first CD, and John on the second as well.

My intense love made the judge tear up a little. She can have that effect on people.

We had been involved for 8 months.

12 years on, we are still ridiculously in love, even more than then. We found out over lockdown that we really do like being around each other 24 hours a day. I wish I could work from home full time, rather than occasionally. I miss her when I am in the office. We love our little house, wonderful geek haven that it is.

Now I should get back to pretending to be doing something as work. I have two more years here. At that point my social security payments will be sufficient for me to quit. The idea of being home with my wife, our cats, and all of our instruments, is a marvelous one. Soon.

In the meantime, another wonderful year with the love of my life. Life could not better be.