will the world please SLOW DOWN a little?
Jul. 21st, 2007 10:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dchenesI just finished HP7, which I started reading on the bus on the way home from Arlington at about 5:30.
Today has been a more stressful day than I would have liked, mostly because I left my phone plugged in at home yesterday and came home last night to voicemail from my landlady to the effect of "I'm showing your apartment at 10:00 tomorrow morning, so make it presentable." So I got up this morning at 7:30, showered, coffeed, sat down to read my email and discovered I was supposed to be at a potluck in Medford at 11:00, instead of at 1:00 like I thought. Hell, says I, throws some various clutter in places it doesn't belong (I despair of being able to find anything at home for the next week), throws together some salad, and heads out the door at 9:45, just in time for my landlady to call me and make sure I know my apartment is being shown right then. I allowed as how I was standing on the sidewalk on the way to somewhere else, so it really didn't make any difference. It was probably just as well I wasn't home, because I would probably have had to struggle not to say some highly impolitic things in the potential renters' presence.
I got to Medford at 11:30 because I missed the 96 bus in Harvard Square by two minutes, spent until about 4:00 in Medford, went to Arlington to pick up HP7 (my birthday present) and aggravate the Bloodthirsty Jungle Demons, and came home on the bus for a couple of hours (I had to take the 66 and it's a weekend, so I waited for half an hour. At least it was a nice day and I had a book).
I have no idea what I'm going to do with tomorrow. Right now I'm tempted to see how long I can lie around in my pajamas and do a whole lot of not much before the urge to shower and go be useful takes over.
While going to NH on Monday will be good, I'm still dreading the getting-out-of-Boston part. If I screw up my back again in the process of being tense about it, I'm going to be rather severely annoyed.
If it wanted to be August 19 tomorrow, I really wouldn't complain. I want to be able to stop for a while and not do what I don't feel like doing.
Today has been a more stressful day than I would have liked, mostly because I left my phone plugged in at home yesterday and came home last night to voicemail from my landlady to the effect of "I'm showing your apartment at 10:00 tomorrow morning, so make it presentable." So I got up this morning at 7:30, showered, coffeed, sat down to read my email and discovered I was supposed to be at a potluck in Medford at 11:00, instead of at 1:00 like I thought. Hell, says I, throws some various clutter in places it doesn't belong (I despair of being able to find anything at home for the next week), throws together some salad, and heads out the door at 9:45, just in time for my landlady to call me and make sure I know my apartment is being shown right then. I allowed as how I was standing on the sidewalk on the way to somewhere else, so it really didn't make any difference. It was probably just as well I wasn't home, because I would probably have had to struggle not to say some highly impolitic things in the potential renters' presence.
I got to Medford at 11:30 because I missed the 96 bus in Harvard Square by two minutes, spent until about 4:00 in Medford, went to Arlington to pick up HP7 (my birthday present) and aggravate the Bloodthirsty Jungle Demons, and came home on the bus for a couple of hours (I had to take the 66 and it's a weekend, so I waited for half an hour. At least it was a nice day and I had a book).
I have no idea what I'm going to do with tomorrow. Right now I'm tempted to see how long I can lie around in my pajamas and do a whole lot of not much before the urge to shower and go be useful takes over.
While going to NH on Monday will be good, I'm still dreading the getting-out-of-Boston part. If I screw up my back again in the process of being tense about it, I'm going to be rather severely annoyed.
If it wanted to be August 19 tomorrow, I really wouldn't complain. I want to be able to stop for a while and not do what I don't feel like doing.
