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Feb. 8th, 2016 12:57 pmScott and I got food from Palm Palace for dinner last night. It was disappointing in a couple of ways. First, they got Scott’s order wrong. Second, they didn’t give us any of their garlic spread even though we ordered bread and that usually comes with spread. Third, even though the food was very mild, I ended up unable to sleep for many hours because of it. I didn’t overeat, either, so I really have no clue what was up with. It didn’t feel exactly like reflux because it didn’t burn. It mostly reminded me of the end of my pregnancy when I couldn’t sleep for five or six hours after eating because bad things would happen if I did. I don’t think I actually slept until after Scott got up.
Scott took five bags of books to the library to donate. I really hope there wasn’t anything in there that he wanted. He declined to go through the books to see, and I did ask him to. There was something in the books to be sold that he wanted to keep, but I only found out about that because it was on his Amazon wishlist rather than because he looked at what I’ve sorted out. I thought I had another book in that particular series, but I haven’t been able to find it anywhere, so apparently not.
We watched two movies yesterday, Baahubali and Spy, and enjoyed both of them a lot. They were great in very different ways. We’ve got things on the DVR that we haven’t watched yet, and I have no idea when we’ll get to those. Well, I think Scott watched all of last week’s Agent Carter without me, so I could probably watch that without him. Neither of us are giving Legends of Tomorrow very high priority, so we still haven’t watched last week’s episode.
I’m poking around online, trying to find a local furniture repair company that might do the (relatively minor) repairs that the loveseat and chair in the basement need in order to be usable. Right now, there’s nothing supporting the seats, so we can’t sit on them at all. I’m assuming that replacing the support straps wouldn’t take very long or be very difficult, but it’s not something that either Scott or I are really equipped to deal with. I’m having trouble, however, finding local furniture repair places with any sort of web presence. Most of what’s coming up is Yelp and Angie’s List and the like. I have emailed one place and am considering emailing another (it’s based out of a town about twenty minutes away, so I’m hesitating). There was a third that I gave up on because the landing page was a Flash video that couldn’t be bypassed. I have Flash disabled, and I’m not going to restart it just to access a business website.
I’m debating whether I should call the genetic counseling office at the hospital. They called me about ten days ago to say that they were mailing me a packet of forms to fill out and that it would go out either that day or the following Monday. A week seems like it ought to be enough time for such a thing to have reached me, and it has not arrived, so… Right now, I’m thinking that I’ll wait until after the mail arrives today (or maybe tomorrow) and then call if the dratted thing hasn’t shown up. It might have been misdelivered. That happens in our neighborhood occasionally. But people are usually very prompt about bringing things to whatever address they should have gone to. Our street only runs two blocks, and the other street that gets mixed up with us (it shares a syllable in the street name and the house numbering) is a cul-de-sac off of our street. In no case would anyone have to travel more than two blocks to bring something by, and a package of forms is likely to look important enough that most people wouldn’t sit on it, waiting for better weather or a different phase of the moon or whatever.
I have to try to find some boxes to put the books I’m hoping to sell in. Books By Chance wants containers that close (and we’re out of paper grocery bags anyway). We’ve got two or three tiny boxes but nothing that will hold more than a handful of books.
We didn’t manage to get the stuffed animals donated this weekend, so it likely won’t happen until next weekend, at the earliest. I’m trying to figure out where to put them to get them out of the living room. I’m worried, though, that, if I move them out of the way, Scott’s motivation to take them to donate will evaporate.
Scott took five bags of books to the library to donate. I really hope there wasn’t anything in there that he wanted. He declined to go through the books to see, and I did ask him to. There was something in the books to be sold that he wanted to keep, but I only found out about that because it was on his Amazon wishlist rather than because he looked at what I’ve sorted out. I thought I had another book in that particular series, but I haven’t been able to find it anywhere, so apparently not.
We watched two movies yesterday, Baahubali and Spy, and enjoyed both of them a lot. They were great in very different ways. We’ve got things on the DVR that we haven’t watched yet, and I have no idea when we’ll get to those. Well, I think Scott watched all of last week’s Agent Carter without me, so I could probably watch that without him. Neither of us are giving Legends of Tomorrow very high priority, so we still haven’t watched last week’s episode.
I’m poking around online, trying to find a local furniture repair company that might do the (relatively minor) repairs that the loveseat and chair in the basement need in order to be usable. Right now, there’s nothing supporting the seats, so we can’t sit on them at all. I’m assuming that replacing the support straps wouldn’t take very long or be very difficult, but it’s not something that either Scott or I are really equipped to deal with. I’m having trouble, however, finding local furniture repair places with any sort of web presence. Most of what’s coming up is Yelp and Angie’s List and the like. I have emailed one place and am considering emailing another (it’s based out of a town about twenty minutes away, so I’m hesitating). There was a third that I gave up on because the landing page was a Flash video that couldn’t be bypassed. I have Flash disabled, and I’m not going to restart it just to access a business website.
I’m debating whether I should call the genetic counseling office at the hospital. They called me about ten days ago to say that they were mailing me a packet of forms to fill out and that it would go out either that day or the following Monday. A week seems like it ought to be enough time for such a thing to have reached me, and it has not arrived, so… Right now, I’m thinking that I’ll wait until after the mail arrives today (or maybe tomorrow) and then call if the dratted thing hasn’t shown up. It might have been misdelivered. That happens in our neighborhood occasionally. But people are usually very prompt about bringing things to whatever address they should have gone to. Our street only runs two blocks, and the other street that gets mixed up with us (it shares a syllable in the street name and the house numbering) is a cul-de-sac off of our street. In no case would anyone have to travel more than two blocks to bring something by, and a package of forms is likely to look important enough that most people wouldn’t sit on it, waiting for better weather or a different phase of the moon or whatever.
I have to try to find some boxes to put the books I’m hoping to sell in. Books By Chance wants containers that close (and we’re out of paper grocery bags anyway). We’ve got two or three tiny boxes but nothing that will hold more than a handful of books.
We didn’t manage to get the stuffed animals donated this weekend, so it likely won’t happen until next weekend, at the earliest. I’m trying to figure out where to put them to get them out of the living room. I’m worried, though, that, if I move them out of the way, Scott’s motivation to take them to donate will evaporate.
