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Nov. 3rd, 2012 10:26 pmIt's been an interesting day, but probably only if you happen to be me.
It started a lot earlier than I meant it to, by which I mean 4:00 in the morning. Snip was messing around under the bookshelf in the bedroom, and I thought she had discovered the fan cord, so I got up and coiled it up and went back to bed. Fifteen minutes later she was still messing around in that vicinity, so I got up and turned the light on so I could move the mirror and retrieve the toy I thought she'd lost back there. It wasn't a toy; it was a dead mouse. Not having my lenses in, I didn't know that until I touched it, at which point I went YOWP! and woke up in a hurry, and disposed of the mouse in the trash can and washed my hands quite thoroughly. Going back to sleep wasn't going to happen for a while, so I left the light on and read some.
When I woke up again, it was 9:30, which is a much more civilized hour to be awake at. I put myself together and wandered off to spend some money.
First I went to Lechmere, with a vague idea of finding a rug store that was supposed to be out there somewhere. It may be, but I didn't find it, because as it turns out I went absolutely the wrong way. I did find the Galleria, though, so stuck my head in Sears to look at flat-screen TVs. Having looked, and found one I thought I liked, I came home (after a trip to Clarks for new boots and a trip to the Super 88 food court for lunch) and started doing some research, and found that the TV I liked has fairly awful reviews. Drat. I decided at that point that since I know there's a secondhand TV in Cambridge looking for a home, I'd offer one (and some remuneration) for it, and that's how my sister and I ended up at Target in Watertown buying me a TV stand. The 53-inch TV I'm inheriting will not fit on my current TV stand, which is actually a kitchen cart and thus too tall anyway. Anybody want a 26-inch CRT TV and a kitchen cart to put it on?
TV stands, of course, are assemble-it-yourself type furniture. So I did. For two hours. That included discovering at about step 5 that I'd put step 2 together backward, getting halfway done and getting stuck when the next piece would NOT fit, disassembling the whole thing back to step 2 or so, reassembling up to the step I'd been stuck on, and going and fetching a hammer. A combination of percussive maintenance and gravity finally got things going again, so now I have a TV stand. And tomorrow I'll have a TV to put on it. I'm not positive my living room is big enough for a 53-inch TV, but it's the easy way out, because I get overwhelmed with all the available choices for TVs these days. (God forbid I ever try to buy a car!)
So that's my interesting Saturday.
It started a lot earlier than I meant it to, by which I mean 4:00 in the morning. Snip was messing around under the bookshelf in the bedroom, and I thought she had discovered the fan cord, so I got up and coiled it up and went back to bed. Fifteen minutes later she was still messing around in that vicinity, so I got up and turned the light on so I could move the mirror and retrieve the toy I thought she'd lost back there. It wasn't a toy; it was a dead mouse. Not having my lenses in, I didn't know that until I touched it, at which point I went YOWP! and woke up in a hurry, and disposed of the mouse in the trash can and washed my hands quite thoroughly. Going back to sleep wasn't going to happen for a while, so I left the light on and read some.
When I woke up again, it was 9:30, which is a much more civilized hour to be awake at. I put myself together and wandered off to spend some money.
First I went to Lechmere, with a vague idea of finding a rug store that was supposed to be out there somewhere. It may be, but I didn't find it, because as it turns out I went absolutely the wrong way. I did find the Galleria, though, so stuck my head in Sears to look at flat-screen TVs. Having looked, and found one I thought I liked, I came home (after a trip to Clarks for new boots and a trip to the Super 88 food court for lunch) and started doing some research, and found that the TV I liked has fairly awful reviews. Drat. I decided at that point that since I know there's a secondhand TV in Cambridge looking for a home, I'd offer one (and some remuneration) for it, and that's how my sister and I ended up at Target in Watertown buying me a TV stand. The 53-inch TV I'm inheriting will not fit on my current TV stand, which is actually a kitchen cart and thus too tall anyway. Anybody want a 26-inch CRT TV and a kitchen cart to put it on?
TV stands, of course, are assemble-it-yourself type furniture. So I did. For two hours. That included discovering at about step 5 that I'd put step 2 together backward, getting halfway done and getting stuck when the next piece would NOT fit, disassembling the whole thing back to step 2 or so, reassembling up to the step I'd been stuck on, and going and fetching a hammer. A combination of percussive maintenance and gravity finally got things going again, so now I have a TV stand. And tomorrow I'll have a TV to put on it. I'm not positive my living room is big enough for a 53-inch TV, but it's the easy way out, because I get overwhelmed with all the available choices for TVs these days. (God forbid I ever try to buy a car!)
So that's my interesting Saturday.
