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Mar. 27th, 2013 05:20 pmMonday night, I made pea soup, following (more or less. I didn't put in cayenne, and I added more bacon and earlier than the recipe called for) the recipe on the box of peas. I think it needed to cook longer. The peas were kind of vaguely crunchy, and I expect pea soup to be fairly smooth. Cordelia tried it and disliked it. She didn't even eat it because she was hungry the way she will with other stuff she says she dislikes. She scrounged for other stuff to eat.
Tuesday was fairly straightforward. I did my time in the school library. The librarian is still trying to untangle the mess left by the sub. Cordelia's class has another new student. They've lost two students (both girls and both Cordelia's friends) since the beginning of the year and gained two other students (both boys). I think it was the new kid's first day. He wasn't in the computer yet, so we had to take special steps to let him check out books. The librarian ended up putting his books on her personal i.d. (The other new kid never checks out books.)
Today, I had to make a trip downtown. I get supplemental disability payments from my former employer, and every year or so, they want documentation from my doctor to prove that I'm still disabled. I used to have trouble with that because my primary care doctor insisted that she wasn't qualified to say what I could and couldn't do and because I was seeing a social worker as a therapist rather than a psychiatrist. Now, I've got a psychiatrist, and the whole thing's a lot more straightforward. I get the forms to her, and she fills them out and has her secretary fax them in.
After I dropped off the forms, I went to a diner called (I think) the Cloverleaf for lunch. The food wasn't spectacular, but it wasn't any worse than I was expecting. I got out of there just as the buses were pulling out, so I had half an hour to kill. It wasn't miserably cold, but it was chilly enough that I didn't want to stand there until the next bus, so I went to the library and picked up our holds. If nothing else comes in later this week, we may be able to skip this week's trip to the library and just drop the returns at the nearby branch.
Scott's working late tonight. He's also scheduled to work late on Friday. We don't know yet about the weekend, and his parents are wanting us to spend Easter with them. If Scott's working Sunday, that's not happening. There's just no way. It's an hour each way, and we likely couldn't get on the road until six or so. Oh, well. We'll know Friday afternoon what the weekend work schedule is. Maybe we'll be lucky again. I'm not counting on it, though. We've had the last two weekends free.
Tuesday was fairly straightforward. I did my time in the school library. The librarian is still trying to untangle the mess left by the sub. Cordelia's class has another new student. They've lost two students (both girls and both Cordelia's friends) since the beginning of the year and gained two other students (both boys). I think it was the new kid's first day. He wasn't in the computer yet, so we had to take special steps to let him check out books. The librarian ended up putting his books on her personal i.d. (The other new kid never checks out books.)
Today, I had to make a trip downtown. I get supplemental disability payments from my former employer, and every year or so, they want documentation from my doctor to prove that I'm still disabled. I used to have trouble with that because my primary care doctor insisted that she wasn't qualified to say what I could and couldn't do and because I was seeing a social worker as a therapist rather than a psychiatrist. Now, I've got a psychiatrist, and the whole thing's a lot more straightforward. I get the forms to her, and she fills them out and has her secretary fax them in.
After I dropped off the forms, I went to a diner called (I think) the Cloverleaf for lunch. The food wasn't spectacular, but it wasn't any worse than I was expecting. I got out of there just as the buses were pulling out, so I had half an hour to kill. It wasn't miserably cold, but it was chilly enough that I didn't want to stand there until the next bus, so I went to the library and picked up our holds. If nothing else comes in later this week, we may be able to skip this week's trip to the library and just drop the returns at the nearby branch.
Scott's working late tonight. He's also scheduled to work late on Friday. We don't know yet about the weekend, and his parents are wanting us to spend Easter with them. If Scott's working Sunday, that's not happening. There's just no way. It's an hour each way, and we likely couldn't get on the road until six or so. Oh, well. We'll know Friday afternoon what the weekend work schedule is. Maybe we'll be lucky again. I'm not counting on it, though. We've had the last two weekends free.
