Life is life.
Insanely busy, but with lights at the end of several tunnels, the odds of them all being oncoming trains are low.
Employed, half my brood moved out.
Preparing to teach some of my fellow wood carvers (no, I'm not pro, still doing the tech support/tech writer/trainer thing. The trainer part is semi-new, completely out of character for my pathologicaly introverted self but I love it and I'm very good at it.) how to carve hands.