spiral

67:365

No, this is not a metaphor! Things seem to be spiraling up, actually. Not spiraling down.

We met the GC at The New House at 7:30 a.m. He and other workers were still there when we drove past after the fish fry at 8:20 p.m.

Methinks he's taking this deadline seriously. Which makes me very, very happy.

(No, these are not stairs in our house. They're in the house - now business office - on the campus where I work.)