Finding my way...

I'm about 63% of the way through the index cards representing the episodes in my forthcoming memoir. I'm hoping that, by the time I'm through, it will be a bit easier to find a logical order in which to place these episodes.

I'm pretty sure chronological order is going to come in dead last as a criterion, but that really doesn't help me. I'm also not too keen on compartmentalizing stories (e.g., all of my Marine Corps yarns here, all of my NASA/space stories there, etc.).

We'll see.

I spent most of the day over at the Webster house. Buying new turbines for the roof featured me as a one-man Keystone Kops act, as I went back and forth between my car and the store to find my car keys, and then my phone, and... well, it turned out to be one of those days.

Galina called to warm me that she'd engaged someone to come clean the only carpet in the house (in the master bedroom) at 3 pm, and therefore, I needed to finish painting the master bedroom bathroom before the guy arrived. I finished painting by about 1:45 pm, and they guy showed up—you guessed it—late.

I am tired. Rack drill coming up.

Cheers...