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Aug. 30th, 2017 10:51 amYesterday, I took a cab in and had it drop me at the library so that I could return a few things. I wanted to stop at the post office a block away and in between the library and my appointment, but stopping there to pay the cabbie would have been considerably less convenient. There's a drive next to the library, running between 5th Ave and Division, that's there partly for access to the lot next door and partly for people to be able to wait while someone else runs in for a minute to return something. Staying there long enough for the cabbie to run my credit card didn't block traffic or risk upsetting people.
I only had to wait about thirty seconds at the post office. Oddly, the clerk tried to close my order without dealing with the package I'd laid on the counter (I also sent a certified letter). My guess is that, in dealing with the paperwork for the letter, he lost track of there being anything else even though the dratted thing was clearly visible.
Many of the portals around the library and post office were unclaimed. I didn't have the resonators to fill them out completely, but I captured all I could (and then, while I was at my appointment, someone else came through and captured them so that I was able to take them back again for more points). After my appointment, I walked up William to State and had lunch at Totoro. Then I walked back down Liberty to Division and caught the bus home. I might have had time to get the three blocks to Blake in time to catch the bus there, but I didn't want to risk being stuck for another half an hour.
Today's entire agenda (apart from a few short chores) is writing and more writing. I'm worried that I don't have a strong grasp of one of my characters and that I may be going down a false path in the story right now, but the damned thing needs to be done today if I'm going to edit or even proofread at all. I'm hoping to limit my cat waxing because I just don't have time for it. Sometimes, it helps me to think, but not today.
I've written a lot less this month than I'd hoped to. Scott's vacation and issues with Cordelia have pretty much killed my time and energy. I'm trying to finish this story without resorting to junk food to keep my brain working while I write. We don't have much in the house that fits the description, so I'd have to ask Scott to buy it for me.
I called Mom last night to see how they're dealing with the weather. They're in Baton Rouge, so it's much less bad than in coastal Texas, and they live in the highest part of the city. Mom said that it's a very, very good thing that this hurricane didn't and probably won't hit New Orleans hard because many of the pumps there aren't working so that the flooding would be beyond horrific.
I'm currently trying to figure out my best course for the Medequip appointment tomorrow. Medequip is (according to Google) 0.1 miles from Shar Instruments, the place to which I need to return Cordelia's rented viola. I think that, if I get it back tomorrow, I won't have to pay for September. I need to check when they bill me as we might still have some time, but if they bill on the 1st, that's Friday.
I will be carrying my entire c-PAP, too. From a timing POV, going to Shar after my appointment makes more sense since I don't know how long Shar will take. It might be five minutes. It might be longer if they're busy. Shar only opens an hour before my appointment, and my arrival time is kind of unpredictable
From a carrying crap POV, however, going to Shar first makes sense. I'd take the A-Ride there and only have to carry my c-PAP during the section that I'll be walking. It's just that the A-Ride is so unreliable about timing. Shar opens at 10, an hour before my appointment, so I can't possibly have more than an hour for turning things in and getting to Medequip. Also, the A-Ride folks will tell me that I should ask for a pick up at 9 if I want to be certain to arrive by 10:30, but that's very likely to leave me sitting on the ground outside for forty five minutes until they open. Except when it doesn't. One or two rides out of every ten involve long delays to either pick up or arrival.
I need to look at what I'll be carrying and at how much space it will take. The A-Ride has restrictions on that because they want to be able to fit three people in the back seat if necessary. That might be an argument for going to Medequip first and only going to Shar if the cabbie tells me that we won't be picking up other people on the way (and if the cab isn't filled when it arrives here). I haven't always had shared rides, but it's not at all rare, maybe thirty to forty percent of the time. I've only been in a cab with four total passengers (plus the driver) once.
My current plan is to take the bus home after. Going home by bus is easier, anxiety wise, than going out by bus. This is probably because I'm heading toward perceived safety and because the alternative is staying where I am which is unacceptable to the anxiety brainweasels.
Okay, time to make my decision and call the A-Ride people. Or maybe I should shower first and then call?
I only had to wait about thirty seconds at the post office. Oddly, the clerk tried to close my order without dealing with the package I'd laid on the counter (I also sent a certified letter). My guess is that, in dealing with the paperwork for the letter, he lost track of there being anything else even though the dratted thing was clearly visible.
Many of the portals around the library and post office were unclaimed. I didn't have the resonators to fill them out completely, but I captured all I could (and then, while I was at my appointment, someone else came through and captured them so that I was able to take them back again for more points). After my appointment, I walked up William to State and had lunch at Totoro. Then I walked back down Liberty to Division and caught the bus home. I might have had time to get the three blocks to Blake in time to catch the bus there, but I didn't want to risk being stuck for another half an hour.
Today's entire agenda (apart from a few short chores) is writing and more writing. I'm worried that I don't have a strong grasp of one of my characters and that I may be going down a false path in the story right now, but the damned thing needs to be done today if I'm going to edit or even proofread at all. I'm hoping to limit my cat waxing because I just don't have time for it. Sometimes, it helps me to think, but not today.
I've written a lot less this month than I'd hoped to. Scott's vacation and issues with Cordelia have pretty much killed my time and energy. I'm trying to finish this story without resorting to junk food to keep my brain working while I write. We don't have much in the house that fits the description, so I'd have to ask Scott to buy it for me.
I called Mom last night to see how they're dealing with the weather. They're in Baton Rouge, so it's much less bad than in coastal Texas, and they live in the highest part of the city. Mom said that it's a very, very good thing that this hurricane didn't and probably won't hit New Orleans hard because many of the pumps there aren't working so that the flooding would be beyond horrific.
I'm currently trying to figure out my best course for the Medequip appointment tomorrow. Medequip is (according to Google) 0.1 miles from Shar Instruments, the place to which I need to return Cordelia's rented viola. I think that, if I get it back tomorrow, I won't have to pay for September. I need to check when they bill me as we might still have some time, but if they bill on the 1st, that's Friday.
I will be carrying my entire c-PAP, too. From a timing POV, going to Shar after my appointment makes more sense since I don't know how long Shar will take. It might be five minutes. It might be longer if they're busy. Shar only opens an hour before my appointment, and my arrival time is kind of unpredictable
From a carrying crap POV, however, going to Shar first makes sense. I'd take the A-Ride there and only have to carry my c-PAP during the section that I'll be walking. It's just that the A-Ride is so unreliable about timing. Shar opens at 10, an hour before my appointment, so I can't possibly have more than an hour for turning things in and getting to Medequip. Also, the A-Ride folks will tell me that I should ask for a pick up at 9 if I want to be certain to arrive by 10:30, but that's very likely to leave me sitting on the ground outside for forty five minutes until they open. Except when it doesn't. One or two rides out of every ten involve long delays to either pick up or arrival.
I need to look at what I'll be carrying and at how much space it will take. The A-Ride has restrictions on that because they want to be able to fit three people in the back seat if necessary. That might be an argument for going to Medequip first and only going to Shar if the cabbie tells me that we won't be picking up other people on the way (and if the cab isn't filled when it arrives here). I haven't always had shared rides, but it's not at all rare, maybe thirty to forty percent of the time. I've only been in a cab with four total passengers (plus the driver) once.
My current plan is to take the bus home after. Going home by bus is easier, anxiety wise, than going out by bus. This is probably because I'm heading toward perceived safety and because the alternative is staying where I am which is unacceptable to the anxiety brainweasels.
Okay, time to make my decision and call the A-Ride people. Or maybe I should shower first and then call?
