dichroic | palpable uncertainty (Reply)

I think the wrist is on the way to better; it’s bothering me less and didn’t seem to be made worse by a careful weight-lifting workout yesterday. (I used part of a New Rules for Lifting for Women, but stuck to things that wouldn’t bend them: bent-over ROmanian DL / bent-over row, single-leg partial squat, lat pulldown, crunches and lat flexes, jumpies – I should have added in shoulder presses but I forgot.) The only problem now is when I’m in a meeting and have to type, because most of the tables in our meeting rooms are too high for me. I might row today, definitely Sunday.

I’ve also managed to replace one of the shirts I left in Japan, the wool zip-neck. Or almost replaced: I just have to go pick it up. I wanted to replace the one I had exactly: an indigo zip-neck mid-weight top, size M so it’s loose enough to wear over a layer. When I went to the store last weekend, they had size M wool crew necks in indigo, size S zip necks in indigo, and size M zip-necks in black. I almost went with the black one but it turned out they were able to order one that was exactly what I wanted.

It’s a pretty awesome top; I’m tempted to get black too, but it would sort of help if I knew what climate I’ll be living in next year. It’s nearly certain we’ll be returning to the US next year, but not quite clear if we’ll do the trailer thing or continue to be employed (possibly just one of us at this company, so the other would need to find a job). However, it’s probably fair to assumeI’ll need clothing for a wide range of climates: either we’ll be traveling all over, or we’ll stay in one place, and the place that looks currently most likely has a lot of variation day to day or even within one day. Next time I interview for a job and they ask how I am at dealing with uncertainly, at least I’ll have a good answer – these last six years of hardly ever knowing where I’ll be the following year.

Maybe I should become a statistician – my Stats professor use to define statistics as “decision making in a climate of uncertainty. Story of my life. I guess it’s really the story of everybody’s life, but in my case the uncertainly is more palpable and less lurking.

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