Kirk blAug

Today was one of those days that felt both ordinary and quietly remarkable. My journey began with the weekly commute to the office, a change of scenery from my usual work-from-home routine. The day's first delight was a breakfast burrito from the company café, a savory start that set the tone for the hours ahead. As I settled into my workspace, the day unfolded with a rhythm of productivity. I navigated through my Jira tickets, moving them to the 'done' column with a sense of accomplishment. This small victory was soon followed by a more significant milestone—a glowing yearly review from my manager. It's moments like these that remind me of the progress we make, often without realizing it. Returning home, I was greeted by the calm presence of Jupiter and Tsunami. Tsunami and I ventured out for our routine walk, a time for us to unwind and connect. Later, Jupiter drove me for a to the Mobil, an educational excursion focused on the less glamorous but essential skill of pu

This morning's run at Castlewood State Park with Goat and Ty was a blend of physical exertion and emotional catharsis. Ty, a dependable friend, lent a listening ear as I navigated through the complexities of my divorce. The Skippo loop trail provided the perfect backdrop for venting and unwinding. Back home, the day unfolded with a comfortable laziness, punctuated by Jupiter's hockey game later in the evening. Meanwhile, Jupiter had his own adventure at Guitar Center, diving into the world of music with his friends. The highlight was witnessing him skillfully handle a $2000 Eddie Van Halen replica guitar, a moment that clearly resonated with his musical passion. During this time, Tsunami embarked on a unique culinary adventure, using ChatGPT to concoct recipes from ingredients we had at home. It was an experiment in creativity and culinary exploration. While the outcome, like breaded grapes in Parmesan and hot sauce, might not become a family favorite, it was a fun and adventur