But tonight, as I laid Mini Me down to sleep, something happened and I started to panic. The realization that this was his last night as an only child hit hard and he doesn't even know/understand it. That the room next door that's been prepared for Number Two would be empty just 1-2 more nights and then not again for a very long time was just as difficult. All of a sudden time seemed to speed way up in a way I was not prepared for and do not welcome.
Up until today, I was anxious and excited for Number Two's arrival. I still am. But trepidation about the next couple weeks in creeping in. There's going to be so much more to juggle and get done, which doesn't worry me. What worries me is how the time will pass and what I will make of it.
I can only hope that these feelings will subside and that time will go back to the wonderfully slow pace I have been enjoying since we arrived in Texas almost 3 years ago. I'm going to do my best to make sure both kids feel loved, receive our attention and that we make the most of it. With any luck, it will be enough.
I beat my head against the following error message for a good hour: "bash: git-upload-pack: command not found". None of the documentation I stumbled across seemed very helpful. Then it occurred to me that it might be a path issue, as Git seems to install to "
/usr/local/bin" by default.
The solution (provided you've built Git correctly with a standard "configure/make/make install") looks something like this:
- Within your project, create a bare repository (i.e. "
git clone --bare -l . /Users/daniel/git/project.git").
- Inform Git the project needs to be servable (i.e. "
git --bare --git-dir=/Users/daniel/git/project.git update-server-info").
- Create (or edit) a "
.bashrc" file in your home directory. Prepend on the "
/usr/local/bin" directory to the PATH (i.e. "
- On a remote server, clone the project. I like SSH so running that would look like "
git clone ssh://email@example.com/Users/daniel/git/project.git project".
Note that the path to the Git repository is absolute. I created a "git" folder in my home directory for storing all the Git repositories in one place.
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Paraphrasing a Daniel-story: "Wow, you sure startled me! There's a nice breeze out here so I'm sure the smell of my soiled pants should waft into your house any moment."
In fields where nothing grew but weeds,
I found a flower at my feet,
Bending there in my direction,
I wrapped a hand around its stem,
I pulled until the roots gave in,
Finding now what I’ve been missing.
Inside my hands these petals browned,
Dried up, fallen to the ground
But it was already too late now.
I pushed my fingers through the earth,
Returned this flower to the dirt,
So it can live. I walked away now.
- Rise Against, The Good Left Undone
I still find calmer music, such as trance or new age, very relaxing but mood plays a much greater role in how successful that style of music is in getting me to that state. Much of the time it's more of an uphill battle than anything else, when something heavy has an almost instant effect.
Maybe this is much more common than I think it is but it seems strange to me. Welcome, but strange.