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May. 9th, 2018 07:43 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_rckI spent more time out yesterday than I intended to. I got to the Fedex store by cab at about 12:30. I had to wait ten minutes in line which was unpleasant as I was having pretty bad hand tremors which usually means my legs won't last much longer. Oddly, the whole thing became easier to undertake once Cordelia left the house. She was willing to help, but figuring out a good time window was hard, and when the cab came, I realized that she couldn't have come with me in most cabs. The package took an entire seat. The cab that I got had three rows of seats (including the driver's row), but most cabs only have two. there wasn't any way to get two people and the package into the backseat of a normal cab.
I realized that the package would fit in one of our wide mouthed laundry baskets, and ended up carrying it that way. The basket folded up flat after, so it wasn't all that cumbersome to carry home, and it was really the only way that I could feel fully safe carrying something so big. It wasn't at all heavy, but it was long and wide.
Looking at the tracking information on the Fedex website, the package is already in the destination state. The fact that it had only made it to Saline by the time I went to bed last night had not filled me with optimism about the speed of travel, but it might actually arrive early enough today that they'll ship the replacement at a time when it might feasibly arrive here tomorrow. I won't hold my breath. I've been assuming Friday was more likely for the replacement to arrive.
After, I looked up my bus home and discovered that it didn't stop where I thought it did (the bus website is triply terrible on a cell phone). I couldn't get to what I thought was the next stop in time for the next bus, so I walked a little and hacked some new-to-me Ingress portals. Then I mixed up the #23 and the #22 and waited at a stop for the one I didn't want and missed the bus I did want by about 30 seconds. That meant waiting another 30 minutes, and the stop was in full sun, so I walked onward. Then I got semi-lost. I was sure I was heading in the right direction to pick up the route; I just wasn't sure how far I'd have to go.
It's been years since I rode that route, and they've changed the section near the Fedex store so that what I thought was outbound was inbound, and that led to me being on the wrong side of the street. The signs at the stops will give route numbers but no other information, so the bus stopping there might be inbound or outbound or both at different times. The bus website would tell me that the bus stopped near, say, a particular school both inbound and outbound but not which side of the street was which, and I couldn't get it to give me either a route map readable on my phone or a list of stops on the route in order. It wanted me to tell it which stop I wanted while I wanted to know what stops existed.
At any rate, when I found the bus route, there was a bus just pulling up, and I was too tired to think to check whether it was inbound or outbound. I got on and discovered that it was outbound, so I got off at the Traverwood library with the idea that I could refill my water bottle and call a cab.
I did both, but the cab dispatcher had never heard of the Traverwood library (Ann Arbor only has five public library branches, but there are a gazillion tiny libraries associated with the university, so I suppose it wasn't quite as ridiculous as I thought it was at first. Though... Knowing the public libraries seems basic as knowing the public schools). She asked for a street address. I couldn't give her that, but I gave the the intersection. Then she asked if there was a nearby landmark. I boggled because the damned library is the landmark. It's not small, and it gets a lot of people in and out.
When I got home, a bit after 3:00, I showered because I thought that might help and because I knew that, if I waited, I wouldn't be able to do it later on. I made spinach bean soup after that as something to keep me moving until Scott got home and we could vote.
Voting was easy except for the part where every step hurt. There was only the school millage on the ballot. Preliminary counts around 9 p.m. (polls closed at 8 p.m.) had the millage passing with 75.9% of the vote, so I'm optimistic that it actually passed.
I'm still in pain from overwalking yesterday, and I'm a little sunburned on one arm and across my face (cheeks and nose). I'm putting aloe on that. Ingress-wise, I captured nine new-to-me portals and hacked ten new-to-me portals. I also made a lot of tiny fields. I need to earn some badges in order to advance to the next level, and the ones that are possible are going to take a lot of work.
In some ways, the long walk was good for me. I stopped freaking out over the laptop and was just cranky as hell about the buses and pleased by the Ingress progress. I suspect that I won't do very much today. I have an appointment in three hours and hope to take the bus but intend to avoid doing any more walking than necessary because all the tendons in my ankles hurt and because all of the muscles below my waist are spasming.
I realized that the package would fit in one of our wide mouthed laundry baskets, and ended up carrying it that way. The basket folded up flat after, so it wasn't all that cumbersome to carry home, and it was really the only way that I could feel fully safe carrying something so big. It wasn't at all heavy, but it was long and wide.
Looking at the tracking information on the Fedex website, the package is already in the destination state. The fact that it had only made it to Saline by the time I went to bed last night had not filled me with optimism about the speed of travel, but it might actually arrive early enough today that they'll ship the replacement at a time when it might feasibly arrive here tomorrow. I won't hold my breath. I've been assuming Friday was more likely for the replacement to arrive.
After, I looked up my bus home and discovered that it didn't stop where I thought it did (the bus website is triply terrible on a cell phone). I couldn't get to what I thought was the next stop in time for the next bus, so I walked a little and hacked some new-to-me Ingress portals. Then I mixed up the #23 and the #22 and waited at a stop for the one I didn't want and missed the bus I did want by about 30 seconds. That meant waiting another 30 minutes, and the stop was in full sun, so I walked onward. Then I got semi-lost. I was sure I was heading in the right direction to pick up the route; I just wasn't sure how far I'd have to go.
It's been years since I rode that route, and they've changed the section near the Fedex store so that what I thought was outbound was inbound, and that led to me being on the wrong side of the street. The signs at the stops will give route numbers but no other information, so the bus stopping there might be inbound or outbound or both at different times. The bus website would tell me that the bus stopped near, say, a particular school both inbound and outbound but not which side of the street was which, and I couldn't get it to give me either a route map readable on my phone or a list of stops on the route in order. It wanted me to tell it which stop I wanted while I wanted to know what stops existed.
At any rate, when I found the bus route, there was a bus just pulling up, and I was too tired to think to check whether it was inbound or outbound. I got on and discovered that it was outbound, so I got off at the Traverwood library with the idea that I could refill my water bottle and call a cab.
I did both, but the cab dispatcher had never heard of the Traverwood library (Ann Arbor only has five public library branches, but there are a gazillion tiny libraries associated with the university, so I suppose it wasn't quite as ridiculous as I thought it was at first. Though... Knowing the public libraries seems basic as knowing the public schools). She asked for a street address. I couldn't give her that, but I gave the the intersection. Then she asked if there was a nearby landmark. I boggled because the damned library is the landmark. It's not small, and it gets a lot of people in and out.
When I got home, a bit after 3:00, I showered because I thought that might help and because I knew that, if I waited, I wouldn't be able to do it later on. I made spinach bean soup after that as something to keep me moving until Scott got home and we could vote.
Voting was easy except for the part where every step hurt. There was only the school millage on the ballot. Preliminary counts around 9 p.m. (polls closed at 8 p.m.) had the millage passing with 75.9% of the vote, so I'm optimistic that it actually passed.
I'm still in pain from overwalking yesterday, and I'm a little sunburned on one arm and across my face (cheeks and nose). I'm putting aloe on that. Ingress-wise, I captured nine new-to-me portals and hacked ten new-to-me portals. I also made a lot of tiny fields. I need to earn some badges in order to advance to the next level, and the ones that are possible are going to take a lot of work.
In some ways, the long walk was good for me. I stopped freaking out over the laptop and was just cranky as hell about the buses and pleased by the Ingress progress. I suspect that I won't do very much today. I have an appointment in three hours and hope to take the bus but intend to avoid doing any more walking than necessary because all the tendons in my ankles hurt and because all of the muscles below my waist are spasming.
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Date: 2018-05-09 12:49 pm (UTC)You have much more recent taxi experience than I do, but in my experience once the back seat(s) are full, they will put a passenger in the front seat. (Though maybe the rules have changed in the years since then, or maybe they are different between here and where I grew up.)