Here is the current situation on the dining table of the Love Grotto:

             

Ethel and I are sharing the table working, while supper is cooking on the stove.

We started working quite early this morning, and broke out at 9-10:30 to see how many runs we could get in on the front side of Purgatory, then went back to work. It was basically taking a long & early lunch, allowing us to get in a "day" of skiing while still getting in a full day at work.

As it happens, trying to ski as much as you can is a perfectly reasonable thing to do; however, trying to ski as many BUMP RUNS as you can, at an advanced age, might not be nearly so reasonable, which is why I'll be taking some time off this afternoon to go see a doctor.

I was in a field of moguls so large that each of them had their own zip code, and suddenly the world flew out from under me, I clicked out of both bindings, and my back and head hit the bump behind me so loud that I heard my neck crunching. Fortunately I was wearing a helmet - unfortunately, I wasn't wearing a neck brace.

But I might be wearing one tomorrow.

Now I've had  a pain pill AND a muscle relaxant, and I am wandering around with an inappropriate sense of well-being (my sponsor told me not to sign any condo-buying papers whilst under the influence) - it's difficult to remember what I'm doing at any given moment, so I am continually writing notes to myself or my boss (sort of like Memento, but without the tatoos).

We've got plans to get actual desks in here instead of using this table; since it's a small condo, though, we may have those desk custom-made into wall units. Then we could just fold 'em up wiith the monitors & keyboards inside, and lock 'em up when we rent the condo out. Ethel has that action item - find out who can build us a desk unit.

I have the action item of "find out who can mount a 40" LCD TV over the fireplace (assuming that that won't hurt the TV) and install surround sound". If this were Phoenix, it wouldn't be an issue. Since this is 9000' high in the Rocky Mountains, the options get a bit thin. There is no Best Buy with a Geek Squad anywhere within shouting distance.

I reckon I gotta go now - Ethel must be planning on taking me to the doctor. She's even putting on shoes. That doesn't happen every day, you know.