All the sevens

I was complaining to Jonathan today, another glorious summer day, that my Seattle apartment doesn't have air conditioning. "Well, you're only there another two and a half weeks" he replied. I have accomplished a lot while I've been here - I've learned the elements of my job and met a good many colleagues. Outside work I've completed 7 stairway walks, the most recent this evening in Madrona with beautiful views across Lake Washington to Bellevue, the floating bridge to Mercer Island, and Mount Rainier towering in the South. I've read 14 books, some about Seattle, others about global health, novels and research for my own next novel. I also finally reached the 21st and final cello étude in the set by Duport that I set myself as a musical challenge to work on these last few months. I returned my walking boot to the clinic today and am starting to whittle down my small pantry here and plan what to store in Seattle, ship home, and give away or give back before I return to San Diego.