![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
(no subject)
Feb. 18th, 2020 09:09 amAfter 3:45 on Friday I wrote three more externship letters. Of course.
On Saturday I went out twice, once for kitty litter and once for laundry soap and 24 LED bulbs. And then I did a lot of high but not terribly wobbly fooling around, in that I replaced all of the light bulbs in the apartment over the course of Saturday and Sunday. That's how I found out that (a) there are three bulbs in the kitchen light fixture, (b) one of them had been burned out for at least the last several years, and (c) the fixture itself is held together by three hooks and gravity. The glass is only held up by the fact that it's bigger than the rim it sits in, so when you unhook the rim, the glass tries to fall out. And when you try to hook it back up again, it's not stable until you get all three hooks in. I hate that thing. At least the bedroom light fixture has a screw at the bottom that holds the glass in, and you can replace the bulbs without taking down the glass. The bathroom light fixture is the same as the hallway (the glass screws in and I'm always afraid I'll drop it or the screw won't thread properly), but in worse shape on account of the humidity, so it shed grit in my eye.
Anyway, now the only non-LED light in the place is in the pantry, because I don't use the pantry light all that much. And I didn't fall off the ladder or drop anything breakable. So there. And it's very bright in the kitchen with the lights on now; I can actually see what I'm cooking. For some reason the light in the bathroom is yellower than everywhere else; same bulbs and everything. But the mirror bulbs are naked, so that may be why. Doesn't matter all that much, it's just something I observed. And my finicky floor lamp is back to being finicky again; two of its five sockets have decided not to work with LED bulbs. Harumpf. Especially when it's supposed to be a 2/3/5/off lamp and now it's a 1/2/3/off lamp.
On Sunday I finished the laundry and then wandered off to a bring-your-own-craft-project afternoon in Roslindale. Which was lovely, except that the T sucks on Sundays (in that all the buses that would have been convenient don't run on Sundays), so I had to go to Forest Hills and then walk a couple of miles. Add the half mile I had to walk each way to get to and from the B line and that's three miles, and my ankle decided it had had Enough by the time I got home on Sunday night, and wasn't terribly thrilled yesterday morning.
Unfortunately I had to go grocery shopping yesterday (man cannot live by cheese alone, as much as I might like cheese) and walked another mile and a half or so, and was whimpering by the time I got home, and spent the rest of the day staying off my ankle. It's less unhappy this morning, but I'm not walking home on it. Not that I would anyway, but it's the principle of the thing.
Last week before chorus I wandered through the Harvard Book Store and picked up The Poppy War by R.F. Kuang. Interesting premise, but overall it's been done, and I think Brian Staveley did it better in The Emperor's Blades. But I did pick up the second Kuang book (The Dragon Republic) yesterday, because I want to see if there's any actual character development given the end of The Poppy War. I think both books are going to the HSDM book swap shelf, though.
It really would be nice if the sun would be out for two consecutive days. Yesterday was lovely and today it's solid overcast again.
On Saturday I went out twice, once for kitty litter and once for laundry soap and 24 LED bulbs. And then I did a lot of high but not terribly wobbly fooling around, in that I replaced all of the light bulbs in the apartment over the course of Saturday and Sunday. That's how I found out that (a) there are three bulbs in the kitchen light fixture, (b) one of them had been burned out for at least the last several years, and (c) the fixture itself is held together by three hooks and gravity. The glass is only held up by the fact that it's bigger than the rim it sits in, so when you unhook the rim, the glass tries to fall out. And when you try to hook it back up again, it's not stable until you get all three hooks in. I hate that thing. At least the bedroom light fixture has a screw at the bottom that holds the glass in, and you can replace the bulbs without taking down the glass. The bathroom light fixture is the same as the hallway (the glass screws in and I'm always afraid I'll drop it or the screw won't thread properly), but in worse shape on account of the humidity, so it shed grit in my eye.
Anyway, now the only non-LED light in the place is in the pantry, because I don't use the pantry light all that much. And I didn't fall off the ladder or drop anything breakable. So there. And it's very bright in the kitchen with the lights on now; I can actually see what I'm cooking. For some reason the light in the bathroom is yellower than everywhere else; same bulbs and everything. But the mirror bulbs are naked, so that may be why. Doesn't matter all that much, it's just something I observed. And my finicky floor lamp is back to being finicky again; two of its five sockets have decided not to work with LED bulbs. Harumpf. Especially when it's supposed to be a 2/3/5/off lamp and now it's a 1/2/3/off lamp.
On Sunday I finished the laundry and then wandered off to a bring-your-own-craft-project afternoon in Roslindale. Which was lovely, except that the T sucks on Sundays (in that all the buses that would have been convenient don't run on Sundays), so I had to go to Forest Hills and then walk a couple of miles. Add the half mile I had to walk each way to get to and from the B line and that's three miles, and my ankle decided it had had Enough by the time I got home on Sunday night, and wasn't terribly thrilled yesterday morning.
Unfortunately I had to go grocery shopping yesterday (man cannot live by cheese alone, as much as I might like cheese) and walked another mile and a half or so, and was whimpering by the time I got home, and spent the rest of the day staying off my ankle. It's less unhappy this morning, but I'm not walking home on it. Not that I would anyway, but it's the principle of the thing.
Last week before chorus I wandered through the Harvard Book Store and picked up The Poppy War by R.F. Kuang. Interesting premise, but overall it's been done, and I think Brian Staveley did it better in The Emperor's Blades. But I did pick up the second Kuang book (The Dragon Republic) yesterday, because I want to see if there's any actual character development given the end of The Poppy War. I think both books are going to the HSDM book swap shelf, though.
It really would be nice if the sun would be out for two consecutive days. Yesterday was lovely and today it's solid overcast again.
