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Sep. 5th, 2019 10:32 amI posted a notice to the New England scuba divers FB group yesterday that basically said "I want to go diving but I don't drive except in emergencies, so I'll pay gas and parking and anything else car-related as long as I don't have to operate the car", and got what I was expecting, which was a lot of "fin up or shut up" and jokes about how not diving counts as an emergency.
Today I got one serious response that offered to carpool from Cambridge. That makes me feel considerably better. Of course, Dorian has ruined the diving for this weekend all over the east coast (we're in for high surf and riptides), but never mind. At least one person took me seriously.
If it weren't a short week already, I'd be sorely tempted to shorten it. I don't think I got enough rest out of my vacation. And I've still got 24 vacation days and a personal day left over. And I have 130 sick days because I go years between instances of being sick enough to stay home, and then it's only for a day or so. I use personal days for "sick of".
I'm glad I got home last night before it rained, because it rained rather impressively for a while there. I was actually expecting worse, because the sky was a really dirty yellow and that usually means we're in for something not good. But it merely rained. And cooled off the air, which made the Hairy Beasts happy. At least I assume they were happy, because they were both asleep for a good slice of the evening and nobody woke me up at 4:30 this morning for once. I was happy about that.
Today I got one serious response that offered to carpool from Cambridge. That makes me feel considerably better. Of course, Dorian has ruined the diving for this weekend all over the east coast (we're in for high surf and riptides), but never mind. At least one person took me seriously.
If it weren't a short week already, I'd be sorely tempted to shorten it. I don't think I got enough rest out of my vacation. And I've still got 24 vacation days and a personal day left over. And I have 130 sick days because I go years between instances of being sick enough to stay home, and then it's only for a day or so. I use personal days for "sick of".
I'm glad I got home last night before it rained, because it rained rather impressively for a while there. I was actually expecting worse, because the sky was a really dirty yellow and that usually means we're in for something not good. But it merely rained. And cooled off the air, which made the Hairy Beasts happy. At least I assume they were happy, because they were both asleep for a good slice of the evening and nobody woke me up at 4:30 this morning for once. I was happy about that.