sploosh

When I got back from the grocery store yesterday, there was a notice on my front door about fire extinguisher inspections this morning. I read the notice, and then promptly forgot about it until about ten minutes ago. I meant to put the fire extinguisher on the doorstep last night, but didn't, so the maintenance guy came looking for it while I was in the shower. So now I have an inspected fire extinguisher, water all over my bathroom floor, and soggy spots in my carpet because I came flying out of the shower once I remembered why there were people pounding on the front door.

I get to go run rampant through the library's non-circulating dictionaries this afternoon, because I got permission to borrow a couple for the ATA exam. (Hooray, I get Routledge!) I know why they won't let us share dictionaries for the exam, but it would make my life and R's a little easier if they would, since apparently we want a couple of the same ones.

Today's list: pay bills and finish off yesterday's list.

random observations

My apartment is in that state of packing that makes it look like it's been ransacked. There's stuff all over the place and almost nothing useful is where I expect to find it. My bookshelf looks naked, and my bedroom is a disaster area. I have to do laundry again before I move.

I arranged to have the cable, phone and electricity stopped. I know I'm really going to be moving, but every so often it hits me all over again.

My fairly-new next-door neighbors have finally moved in all the way. It took them a while because they have at least two middle-school-age sons, and they were moving in stages while the kids were still in school. I know they're moved in for good now, because the cable guy showed up today. I think I'm glad I'm not living next door to them indefinitely; they seem to yell a lot.

R and I sorted out who wants what for dictionaries for Saturday. Getting ahold of them might be a bit of a dog and pony show, though.

I really wish it would rain. It's just humid enough to be uncomfortable, but not humid enough to rain.

I threw out the disintegrating papasan chair frame and put both pads on the non-disintegrating frame. Ye gods, is that better! A new pad for that chair is on the rampant materialism list, but down toward the end of it. I've got other things I'd rather spend money on (if I had any money) first.