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Feb. 14th, 2019 11:50 amIt snowed on Tuesday, but I got the trash out before it snowed and got to come home and enjoy having floor space in the kitchen. It was only two bags, but they really didn't belong on the kitchen floor and they bothered me until they went away. It turns out I don't really like the level of clutter I had gotten to before I started this whole saga.
I still have to do something about my office, mostly involving making a goddamn decision about the Expanse books. I don't have bookshelf space for them, I want to read most of them again but not now, and I don't want to pay $80 to get all the ebook versions.
Also: reorganize the pantry a little more so the olive oil collection and the honey collection can live there. I don't want them on the table. Come to that, I'm not sure I want as much of a honey collection as I've got, but I seem to be good at bringing home new experimental honey and fairly terrible at using it, especially when the experiment fails (Turkish honey that tastes like a pine tree, linden honey that doesn't taste like anything except sweet, Himalayan honey that tastes like floor wax). I think I need to find a recipe for honey cakes, and then bring them to work to get rid of. There's a Russian honey cake recipe on Smitten Kitchen, but that's WAY too much work, especially given the oven I've got.
Last night I went to chorus against my inner introvert, which kept saying "I want to go home" for two hours, from the time I got on the M-2 until I started singing. So I let it go home at halftime. It needed to go to bed at a reasonable hour, and getting home at 10:30 wasn't going to cut it. Leaving at halftime meant I was in bed at 10:30, which was the first time that happened since sometime last week. And I forgot I have Monday off, so this is actually a four-day weekend.
Hm. Four-day weekend means I can go diving on Sunday (The Cold has pretty much gone and today's only Thursday) if I want to. I guess I had better call the dive shop.
I still have to do something about my office, mostly involving making a goddamn decision about the Expanse books. I don't have bookshelf space for them, I want to read most of them again but not now, and I don't want to pay $80 to get all the ebook versions.
Also: reorganize the pantry a little more so the olive oil collection and the honey collection can live there. I don't want them on the table. Come to that, I'm not sure I want as much of a honey collection as I've got, but I seem to be good at bringing home new experimental honey and fairly terrible at using it, especially when the experiment fails (Turkish honey that tastes like a pine tree, linden honey that doesn't taste like anything except sweet, Himalayan honey that tastes like floor wax). I think I need to find a recipe for honey cakes, and then bring them to work to get rid of. There's a Russian honey cake recipe on Smitten Kitchen, but that's WAY too much work, especially given the oven I've got.
Last night I went to chorus against my inner introvert, which kept saying "I want to go home" for two hours, from the time I got on the M-2 until I started singing. So I let it go home at halftime. It needed to go to bed at a reasonable hour, and getting home at 10:30 wasn't going to cut it. Leaving at halftime meant I was in bed at 10:30, which was the first time that happened since sometime last week. And I forgot I have Monday off, so this is actually a four-day weekend.
Hm. Four-day weekend means I can go diving on Sunday (The Cold has pretty much gone and today's only Thursday) if I want to. I guess I had better call the dive shop.
