Bob_G
Enlightened
About 3 weeks ago now, I lost my favorite (and most expensive) light, a XR-27 PD. I paid $600 for it and was glad I did (eventually) because it turned out to suit my life better than any LED light I had.
I've had a lot more stress than usual in my life for several months, and the loss of this light seemed to be some sort of core engine to it, giving power to whatever else was going on and magnifying it.
It lived in my house pants, but I had just gone to light weight summer ones and it didn't work well in the pocket, but I ignored it for too long. Unfortunately, I go out at night a lot in these pants, walking the dog on a 1/2 mile road, and also in a 3 acre hillside field out back. I'm pretty good at finding things, but I gave up after a week or so. Went to work on the mental aspects of losing something so dear and didn't have much luck. I could push it to the background, but then it would rear it's head and never let me alone.
So this year I went totally digital for the first time home movie wise. HD set, full digital surround, Blu-Ray player and all that. I ended up renting Harry Potter mostly because there wasn't anything else (not my cuppa really) and it surprised me - I really liked it. So went through the whole series in a week or so.
Two days ago was the last one, and in it someone loses something valuable, and one of the "wizened ones" said lost things come back when needed or something to that effect. Whatever it was, it was a nice way to look at loosing something near and dear, and for the first time I felt better, and it lasted.
Today I was headed out back to weed eat and I almost stepped on it. It had been mowed over twice with a Deere tractor, and had at least three thunderstorms to torment it. It was also lying in a drainage area so got washed over by the runoff, in the mud. Cleaned it up and it works fine.
So there.
I've had a lot more stress than usual in my life for several months, and the loss of this light seemed to be some sort of core engine to it, giving power to whatever else was going on and magnifying it.
It lived in my house pants, but I had just gone to light weight summer ones and it didn't work well in the pocket, but I ignored it for too long. Unfortunately, I go out at night a lot in these pants, walking the dog on a 1/2 mile road, and also in a 3 acre hillside field out back. I'm pretty good at finding things, but I gave up after a week or so. Went to work on the mental aspects of losing something so dear and didn't have much luck. I could push it to the background, but then it would rear it's head and never let me alone.
So this year I went totally digital for the first time home movie wise. HD set, full digital surround, Blu-Ray player and all that. I ended up renting Harry Potter mostly because there wasn't anything else (not my cuppa really) and it surprised me - I really liked it. So went through the whole series in a week or so.
Two days ago was the last one, and in it someone loses something valuable, and one of the "wizened ones" said lost things come back when needed or something to that effect. Whatever it was, it was a nice way to look at loosing something near and dear, and for the first time I felt better, and it lasted.
Today I was headed out back to weed eat and I almost stepped on it. It had been mowed over twice with a Deere tractor, and had at least three thunderstorms to torment it. It was also lying in a drainage area so got washed over by the runoff, in the mud. Cleaned it up and it works fine.
So there.