I arrived home tonight to find half of my living room floor gone. Since we didn’t have any warning our handyman was going to start indoor repairs today. (There’s a crack in the foundation, from the drain in our window well to someplace in the middle of our living room, which explains the flooding we arrived home to earlier this month.)

Poor cats! They really don’t know what to make of this. Jeremiah doesn’t like strangers, so he probably spent the afternoon cowering in the hallway closet. And even Posey and Della probably weren’t thrilled by two guys spending their afternoon in the Burrow without paying any attention to them. So now they’re all over the living room sniffing at the strange sub-floor smells.

So tonight’s task will be to move things out of the living room to someplace else in the Burrow. Since the living room is the majority of our space, that may be a challenge, but Rudi and I have tackled several in our day and will not be deterred by a mere lack of resources.

How did it get to be Thursday again already? Are we skipping several days — and if we are, are they during the weekend? Nonetheless, it’s never too soon to discuss the beautiful things in our lives. Three from the last week:

1. Yesterday, when Sarah and I were walking back to the office from lunch, I noticed a flock of pigeons flying in large arcs over the street. Because it was so sunny, their shadows appeared against the buildings, making it seem like the flock was twice as large as it was.

2. On Sunday, I wanted chocolate and instead of just eating the chips out of the bag, I decided to make cookies. For the past week, Mrs. Potts has been full and available for snacks and cravings and sharing with Rudi when he’s on the phone with his mom.

3. Rudi and I went through our clothes this weekend and took three big bags full to Goodwill. I hope the clothes find owners who like them and that we have continued luck paring down our lives.

Okay, I admit it. U2 rocks.

Sure, I knew they were a great band with staying power and that Bono has been doing great political things with his star power.

And I have a sentimental fondness for them because theirs was one of the first records (The Joshua Tree) my brother ever received that belonged to him alone. And they were one of the first groups I downloaded onto my iPod (and onto iTunes back on my Wesleyan computer, so Di and I could sing along when they came on).

But I didn’t understand until tonight what a good show they could put on.

In my mind, you go to a live show to get an experience you couldn’t get at home listening to a cd in the comfort of your living room. The second time I saw Sting? Could have saved $35 and stayed home with the stereo.

But this show was great. They maintained a nice blend of showmanship with audience interaction. and walked with ease the fine line between old and new songs. They also did a nice job tweaking the songs enough to make them fresh, but without altering them so much you couldn’t enjoy your favorite song. And Bono preached to the crowd a bit, but in a complimentary, empowering way.

The best moment for me was when Bono and the Edge came out to do a couple songs by themselves. The Edge pulled out the acoustic guitar and they did a gorgeous rendition of “Stuck in a Moment You Can’t Get out of,” which they dedicated to Michael Hutchence of INXS.

(Thanks to Rudi for inviting me to go with him to the concert and for putting up with my whining about being on the floor in inappropriate footwear.)