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Oct. 20th, 2014 01:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dchenesMost weekends aren't quite long enough. This one was almost long enough, and I'm trying to figure out how that happened. I think it's because last weekend was a long weekend and I didn't absolutely have to go grocery shopping on Saturday.
Saturday morning was the HRC sectional rehearsal, which wasn't mandatory but was useful anyway. I went both because I needed the practice, and because if I do get an Insidious Grue and have to miss a rehearsal, that makes up for it. I also got a fairish bit of exercise because I walked to the sectional in Harvard Square, and then walked from Arlington Heights to Wilson Farm and back. So I got my yearly indulgence in hot cider donuts, and got adequately supplied with apples and various other things, on top of the exercise. And then I came home, dropped off the apples and picked up the embroidery, and went off to the framing store. Spent a ridiculous amount of money on framing the thing, but it should be lovely when done. This is the one that also includes the needle Snip swallowed.
Yesterday I spent the morning off the grid, and ate lunch at 2:00, and then picked up my phone and discovered that my voice lesson was proposing to be two hours earlier than usual. So I threw on some presentable clothes and belted off down there, and had a frustrating lesson. We're back to breath control again, and that's frustrating because (among other things) we're working on a song I like, and doing it WAY too slowly, and that's Not How It Goes! And it infuriates me when I do something, and apparently do it right, and then do the exact same thing again and apparently do it wrong. How am I supposed to tell the difference?
Anyway, after that I came home again and did laundry, so at least there's that to be said for yesterday. Although the laundry is still in the dryer because when I found that the back hallway light wouldn't turn on, I decided not to break my neck falling down the stairs. I guess that explains why the ladder is there; I noticed it when I went down with the wet laundry, but thought it was for the smoke detector, which is the usual suspect. Oh well. I guess I'll find out if the supposedly wrinkle-proof shirt is really wrinkle-proof.
I also spent a reasonably large portion of yesterday providing Lily with lap space. She's been a little furry limpet lately; I woke up yesterday morning and discovered that the reason I couldn't roll over was because she'd curled up just about in my armpit. She absolutely didn't read the advice that says a feral cat past kittenhood won't ever really like people. Silly beast. But indubitably MY silly beast. And a champion purrer.
Saturday morning was the HRC sectional rehearsal, which wasn't mandatory but was useful anyway. I went both because I needed the practice, and because if I do get an Insidious Grue and have to miss a rehearsal, that makes up for it. I also got a fairish bit of exercise because I walked to the sectional in Harvard Square, and then walked from Arlington Heights to Wilson Farm and back. So I got my yearly indulgence in hot cider donuts, and got adequately supplied with apples and various other things, on top of the exercise. And then I came home, dropped off the apples and picked up the embroidery, and went off to the framing store. Spent a ridiculous amount of money on framing the thing, but it should be lovely when done. This is the one that also includes the needle Snip swallowed.
Yesterday I spent the morning off the grid, and ate lunch at 2:00, and then picked up my phone and discovered that my voice lesson was proposing to be two hours earlier than usual. So I threw on some presentable clothes and belted off down there, and had a frustrating lesson. We're back to breath control again, and that's frustrating because (among other things) we're working on a song I like, and doing it WAY too slowly, and that's Not How It Goes! And it infuriates me when I do something, and apparently do it right, and then do the exact same thing again and apparently do it wrong. How am I supposed to tell the difference?
Anyway, after that I came home again and did laundry, so at least there's that to be said for yesterday. Although the laundry is still in the dryer because when I found that the back hallway light wouldn't turn on, I decided not to break my neck falling down the stairs. I guess that explains why the ladder is there; I noticed it when I went down with the wet laundry, but thought it was for the smoke detector, which is the usual suspect. Oh well. I guess I'll find out if the supposedly wrinkle-proof shirt is really wrinkle-proof.
I also spent a reasonably large portion of yesterday providing Lily with lap space. She's been a little furry limpet lately; I woke up yesterday morning and discovered that the reason I couldn't roll over was because she'd curled up just about in my armpit. She absolutely didn't read the advice that says a feral cat past kittenhood won't ever really like people. Silly beast. But indubitably MY silly beast. And a champion purrer.
