I am on vacation. As fortune has it, the first 3 days have been unseasonably cool and rainy. I am enjoying the nice break from the six-week 100+ temps and heat indexes.
I am on a much-needed respite from a one-year grind working a full-time job while launching a successful community newspaper. Building a new institution in the midst of the ashes from a once-dominant Pulitzer Prize-winning publishing behemoth is daunting. We have big shoes to fill, but within a short year we have 6 contractors and are looking to hire our first W-2 employee.
Saturday, some friends took me to Wichita for my upcoming birthday. I bought a straw fedora at Hatman Jack, a regionally popular store in the Delano District. We then had lunch at the Monarch under a portico while it rained around us. Then we ate ice cream at MooLove, and then we headed home.
The 60-degree temperature was chilly, especially with the damp. But I revelled in it because it was such a lovely change from the scorching high-humidity global-warmed dystopia our summers have become.
Tomorrow, both of us newspaper founders will meet with a statewide interviewing institution, be recorded while we work on assignments, and talk about what we do. It is intimidating, but I think we need to promote ourselves and also learn to take credit when it is due. We have both worked so hard.
And the rest of the week is me trying to catch up on a year’s worth of deep cleaning, some organizing, and catching up on reading.
And taking a little time to walk on grass and listen to birds and watch my dog run freely.
Rest or recreation?
Howling Yeti 