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Apr. 18th, 2019 10:39 amThe new bedroom rugs arrived yesterday. For some reason, every time I get something heavy or awkward delivered, it usually arrives on a Wednesday, so I get home from chorus and have to haul something up the stairs and deal with it. The rugs were actually quite manageable, since they were rolled up together and stuck in a plastic bag. So I hauled them upstairs and spread them out with emergency backup rug pads under them, and they seem to be what I wanted. The cats haven't decided whether they're acceptable yet, but it hasn't even been 24 hours yet.
I broke one of my cardinal rules last night and spent $20 coming home from Cambridge in a cab. The bus app said 30 minutes for the next 66 and 28 minutes for the next 86, and it was 9:35, and my immediate reaction was "Well, fuck that right in the ear with something sharp", so I got in a cab. And got home at 9:50. I would write the T a nasty letter, but it wouldn't make a single iota of difference.
I think I have a plan for scuba certification. Three more pool sessions, one with an instructor, when the pool schedule goes back to Sundays, and then I go try for certification again in June. I presented this plan by email to the training director to see what he thought, but I haven't heard back yet. In any case, I'm not doing summer chorus this year because the only other bucket list piece I can think of right now is Mozart's Requiem, and they did that two years ago. I got started on diving late last summer because Carmina Burana got in the way, but now I can say I've sung Carmina Burana.
It's shedding season. The cats are shedding, I'm shedding, there's hair everywhere. I guess that means it's officially spring? I'm in favor of spring, but I do wish it would decide to be spring and stay that way. The whole "three days of sun and four days of solid overcast and cold rain every week" pattern is going to get old soon. I suppose rain is good for the green and growing things, but I am not green and growing (yet) and I'd like sunshine and 60s consistently. Add another item to the list for the Minister of Convenience.
I broke one of my cardinal rules last night and spent $20 coming home from Cambridge in a cab. The bus app said 30 minutes for the next 66 and 28 minutes for the next 86, and it was 9:35, and my immediate reaction was "Well, fuck that right in the ear with something sharp", so I got in a cab. And got home at 9:50. I would write the T a nasty letter, but it wouldn't make a single iota of difference.
I think I have a plan for scuba certification. Three more pool sessions, one with an instructor, when the pool schedule goes back to Sundays, and then I go try for certification again in June. I presented this plan by email to the training director to see what he thought, but I haven't heard back yet. In any case, I'm not doing summer chorus this year because the only other bucket list piece I can think of right now is Mozart's Requiem, and they did that two years ago. I got started on diving late last summer because Carmina Burana got in the way, but now I can say I've sung Carmina Burana.
It's shedding season. The cats are shedding, I'm shedding, there's hair everywhere. I guess that means it's officially spring? I'm in favor of spring, but I do wish it would decide to be spring and stay that way. The whole "three days of sun and four days of solid overcast and cold rain every week" pattern is going to get old soon. I suppose rain is good for the green and growing things, but I am not green and growing (yet) and I'd like sunshine and 60s consistently. Add another item to the list for the Minister of Convenience.
