Christmas. I’m stuck on how it hasn’t been three years since Alan’s death, and Christmas 2023 to Christmas 2025 is two years, yet somehow, it’s my third Christmas without Alan. Christmas 2023 was one, Christmas 2024 was two, and Christmas 2025 was three. Numbers can be funny things.

I received my Motorcycle Grand Tour of Texas Tour stop book. It looks like the 50 stops break down neatly into what could be four trips. I’ll have to spend more time planning and looking at it, but that was my initial assessment. Quite a few of the tour stops are near me, so I can knock out a lot of stops with a local ride. I registered for the tour on January 1st and pick up my tour flag in Kerrville on February 21.

Too often over the last 32 months, I’ve felt frozen in place, exhausted, and immobile. But when I think back on it, I worked through my entire probate task notebook in 2023, got most of the house restoration tasks done in 2024-2025 (paid someone, but oversaw the work), and am finally (I think) emerging from the fog of grief — it’s sneaky, though, so I know it’s not done. 

I’m working on the next huge task list — rehoming items I no longer need. This will be a time-consuming process, and some parts will go faster than others.