Watch This

I spent most of my adult life wearing a watch.  A few years ago, sometime after starting writing this blog, my watch broke and I decided not to replace it and see how I'd fare, given all the information—and more—was available on the cell phone I kept on me at almost all times.  

It took a bit of adjusting to, but as of today, I don't even think about wearing a watch anymore.   That is, until today.   I decided when Apple announced way back last year they'd be coming out with a watch sometime this year, that I was going to get one. 

Demand was high, there were production problems and the order I placed at seventeen minutes past three o'clock in the morning they first started taking orders put my watch delivery a ways out.   Today, it arrived via Bill, our UPS man.  

I haven't done much with it other than take it out of the box and sync it with the phone and stick it on my wrist.   It feel strange to have a watch back on again.   I'm finishing this blog so I can go figure out how it works. 

The Big Boy Update:  Our pool is open for the season and this afternoon we went for the first time.   My son got his feet in the water and said, "it's good to be back in this pool."

The Tiny Girl Chronicles:  Butt Trail.   My daughter noticed her butt made a wet mark on the concrete while at the pool today.   She decided she wanted to make a trail of butt prints all the way across the pool deck.   Her brother helped her follow the path when she was done.  

Fitness Update:  Six-and-a-half miles this morning in what is fairly like summer weather.   It's getting light so early now it almost feels like I'm sleeping late, even though I'm not.