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Oct. 1st, 2016 11:18 amScott was scheduled to work 3 a.m. to 7 a.m. today, and he went in only to discover that they didn’t need him after all. He doesn’t have to work today. I haven’t asked about tomorrow.
I ended up getting up about 8 a.m. because of temperature difficulties.
I looked into the status of my absentee ballot. The site still says it was sent on the 24th of September, but I found, elsewhere, a statement that they wouldn’t start mailing until the 24th and that, at that point, they’d give priority to overseas ballots and then do local ones in batches over the course of the next week or two. So the dratted thing might not even have been mailed yet.
Scott did some of the grocery shopping at Target, on his way home from work last night. The stuff requiring refrigeration will require a trip out today or tomorrow (but hopefully today). Scott and I also want to get flu shots this weekend. I haven’t told Cordelia yet.
I snaked the bathroom sink yesterday. That was nasty. Cordelia and I both have long hair, so the bathroom drains end up backing up every few months. I can work on the sink drain, but I really can’t do anything about the bathtub drain, partly because I really can’t get down there to work on it without pain and partly because snaking it requires using a wrench to remove the stopper.
I almost forgot to go out and hack a portal last night. I ended up doing it about 10 p.m. and having to borrow one of Scott’s shirts to do it. I had run a load of laundry and put the shirt and bra I had worn all day in, too. And realized, after the washing machine had filled with water, that I really needed something to wear when I went outside. All of my shirts were in the bedroom where Scott was sleeping.
It wasn’t raining hard when I went out, just misting, but any time I was underneath a tree, I got big drops of water dripping on me. That led me to discover that large drops of water can trigger the touchscreen of my phone in unpredictable ways. For some reason, midway through my walk, my left ankle started hurting. I haven’t turned it recently or bashed it into anything or, as far as I can recall, injured it in any way, so I’m puzzled by that.
I spent a vast amount of time, over the last few days, cat waxing by browsing the entire listing of DVDs owned by our library system— 28,000 of them at 20 per screen. I’m not actually sure what I was working so hard to avoid, but there must have been something.
Now that Scott is up, I’m very tempted to turn on the ceiling fan in the bedroom and go back to bed for a while. That still may happen, actually, just not yet.
I ended up getting up about 8 a.m. because of temperature difficulties.
I looked into the status of my absentee ballot. The site still says it was sent on the 24th of September, but I found, elsewhere, a statement that they wouldn’t start mailing until the 24th and that, at that point, they’d give priority to overseas ballots and then do local ones in batches over the course of the next week or two. So the dratted thing might not even have been mailed yet.
Scott did some of the grocery shopping at Target, on his way home from work last night. The stuff requiring refrigeration will require a trip out today or tomorrow (but hopefully today). Scott and I also want to get flu shots this weekend. I haven’t told Cordelia yet.
I snaked the bathroom sink yesterday. That was nasty. Cordelia and I both have long hair, so the bathroom drains end up backing up every few months. I can work on the sink drain, but I really can’t do anything about the bathtub drain, partly because I really can’t get down there to work on it without pain and partly because snaking it requires using a wrench to remove the stopper.
I almost forgot to go out and hack a portal last night. I ended up doing it about 10 p.m. and having to borrow one of Scott’s shirts to do it. I had run a load of laundry and put the shirt and bra I had worn all day in, too. And realized, after the washing machine had filled with water, that I really needed something to wear when I went outside. All of my shirts were in the bedroom where Scott was sleeping.
It wasn’t raining hard when I went out, just misting, but any time I was underneath a tree, I got big drops of water dripping on me. That led me to discover that large drops of water can trigger the touchscreen of my phone in unpredictable ways. For some reason, midway through my walk, my left ankle started hurting. I haven’t turned it recently or bashed it into anything or, as far as I can recall, injured it in any way, so I’m puzzled by that.
I spent a vast amount of time, over the last few days, cat waxing by browsing the entire listing of DVDs owned by our library system— 28,000 of them at 20 per screen. I’m not actually sure what I was working so hard to avoid, but there must have been something.
Now that Scott is up, I’m very tempted to turn on the ceiling fan in the bedroom and go back to bed for a while. That still may happen, actually, just not yet.
