Need some calculus skills
We continue to stumble forward, knowing that someday we will have “the house we want”. Larger than needed, perhaps. More expensive than rational thought would choose, inevitably. The plan must include living for a very long time.
Latest decision: tiling the basement. Should we go for quality, or quantity (optimal area). Exactly the kind of question that is well served by basic calculus skills. Yes, that course which I abandoned in a moment of youthful bliss. More time in the music room over that gray covered text from an earlier epoch. Now, I’ll end up with a punctual decision-making tool… gut feeling. Pay no attention to the mild twinge of financial nausea.
At least I’ll pay someone else for the knee-numbing labour. More or less area; the late night studies at YouTube U will go down as “not for credit”.
This morning, I happened to check the probs for three sections of the country. All cold. Really cold. To the point where two out of three vaunt “extreme conditions”, red bar and all. Here’s the question: when the three have similar observations, why does one NOT have a warning label? Are conditions normal by comparison? Or to paraphrase the Bard: Do we not shiver?
Son #2 will be going “across the pond” with his corporate contest team. Maybe those virtual votes that we cast for hours on end were actually “virtually valuable”. Will we get a postcard of a famous landmark, or is that something from an earlier time? Does he want (me) to serve as an available substitute?
