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Sep. 1st, 2020 09:43 amMade it to the dive shop on Sunday (when the weather was better). Renovations look snazzy, and I bought a couple of trim pockets and picked up the octo, pressure gauge, and drysuit hose of my reg setup. The first stage and primary are, of course, backordered. And I need a clip for the pressure gauge, but I can do that when I finally get the rest of the setup.
Stood in line outside Trader Joe's for 20 minutes, and then they didn't have the one thing I really wanted (carbonated black tea with peach juice), but I don't really NEED that, so I was merely grumpy rather than distraught.
My cousin who has already had one surgery for testicular cancer had some lymph nodes removed yesterday, and my mom's great-aunt who had broken her hip last week died yesterday. I'm starting to dread family emails titled "FYI".
I haven't been sleeping all that well lately, mostly because things outdoors keep waking me up. Friday night it was the neighbors burning papers or something in their barbecue grill at midnight, and I woke up smelling smoke and had to convince myself that it wasn't this building on fire. Then two hours later a couple of raccoons started screaming at each other. Last night it was a motorcycle and this morning it was trash collection (which wakes me up early every Tuesday). But I'm stubborn about open-window weather, so the only thing I shut the bedroom windows for in the summer, besides hurricanes, is if the wind is coming from a direction that rattles the blinds. And then there's the once-a-week hairball yarfage on a rug somewhere indoors in the middle of the night. Hopefully that will be ending soonish when the Hairy Beasts start putting on their winter plumage.
Stood in line outside Trader Joe's for 20 minutes, and then they didn't have the one thing I really wanted (carbonated black tea with peach juice), but I don't really NEED that, so I was merely grumpy rather than distraught.
My cousin who has already had one surgery for testicular cancer had some lymph nodes removed yesterday, and my mom's great-aunt who had broken her hip last week died yesterday. I'm starting to dread family emails titled "FYI".
I haven't been sleeping all that well lately, mostly because things outdoors keep waking me up. Friday night it was the neighbors burning papers or something in their barbecue grill at midnight, and I woke up smelling smoke and had to convince myself that it wasn't this building on fire. Then two hours later a couple of raccoons started screaming at each other. Last night it was a motorcycle and this morning it was trash collection (which wakes me up early every Tuesday). But I'm stubborn about open-window weather, so the only thing I shut the bedroom windows for in the summer, besides hurricanes, is if the wind is coming from a direction that rattles the blinds. And then there's the once-a-week hairball yarfage on a rug somewhere indoors in the middle of the night. Hopefully that will be ending soonish when the Hairy Beasts start putting on their winter plumage.
