Month: May 2023
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Many Hands
There’s a proverb that goes, “Many hand make light work.” The more people you have for a job the quicker it goes. I got up earlier enough to take a shower before heading to the project downtown. We had lots of people today so things got sorted and stacked without delay. After the bulk of…
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Quiet and Gratitude
Today has been pretty quiet so far. I was able to sleep in which I’m almost always grateful for. We got money for groceries and rent today. I remain grateful for the blessing of a full refrigerator and bills that are payed on time. Love and health inspire gratitude. But I think I’ve said it…
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Memorial
It’s Memorial Day here in the US which is a national holiday to remember the American soldiers who died in uniform. Virtually everyone has the day off. There are no caregivers for our boys other than my wife and me so we work as always. Walgreens is also open every day of the year, but…
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Obedience
Sunday Sermon: I have been thinking about obedience. I will not be obedient to the bishop or church presidents or general authorities or church hand books. I will study the scriptures and the collected wisdom of the Restored Gospel from the past 200 years. I will gain a testimony of what is good and excuse…
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Groggy
I slept hard and late and woke up groggy. I probably would have tried to stay in bed longer, but I need to get ready for Walgreens. My wife has had more time to herself since I started billing for the boys, so she took care of them completely while I slept this morning. But…
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No margin, No mission
I’ve set up a Patreon account to fund my internet habits with doodles and GIMPs. There’s not much up yet but I’d love for you to take a look. If I can be as consistent with that as I have been from this it’ll be worth your patronage. patreon.com/Theworksofmarkezuma
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Consistency
I have blogged at least once a day everyday for just slightly over three months. This is to date the most successfully I’ve journaled (if you can call it that) in my lifetime. I think the key to my consistency lies in the fact that this journal is to some small degree performance art. Not…
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It’s a Beautiful Day
It’s a beautiful day in the house. I don’t know about the neighborhood. I’m still in my jammies, drinking coffee, listening to my sons empty vocalizations, and contemplating life. The last part is something I do often. I’ve been thinking about forty year old video games and proving people wrong and custody hearings and days…
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Productive Morning
I got up a little earlier than I usually do. I went downtown to help with a project for a couple of hours. I checked on my oldest son who had court in Indiana. I bathed the youngest, got his brother off to his day program, and let my final son know that he’s awesome…
Latter Day Sinner 