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Tue Sep 20 08:55:44 EDT 2016
Slept from around eleven to eight-thirty. Woke twice in the night.
My thought keep returning to dad.
I checked my work email, and remoted in to work on a couple of things.
When doing "if grep" in a shell script, the grep "-q" flag is helpful.
Vacuumed. I don't know what to do. I guess I should call Yvonne.
Although I cried last night, I haven't today. I just feel aimless.
Met Yvonne and Kate at Lynch & Sons. Went over funeral arrangements. I took them out to lunch at Renshaw's. We went back to the house. Yvonne made calls. Kate and I went through old photos.
I'm exhausted, but not overwhelmed with sadness.
Picked up a few things at the grocery on my way home.
It's a clear night. Stars. I saw a heron landing across from the funeral home.
Breakfast: carrots, coffee with half-and-half, yogurt
Lunch: Reuben and fries
Dinner: ice cream
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