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Mar. 30th, 2018 04:00 pmI've been draggingly tired all day today. I'm not sure why because I slept pretty well last night. The only thing I can think of is that having gotten yesterday's appointment over with is letting my body relax a bit. (It wasn't the appointment that was stressing me out as much as it was the leaving the house bit of things.)
Cordelia and I had lunch at Totoro yesterday afternoon. I had an 11:30 appointment downtown. When it was done, a bit after noon, I called and asked her if she wanted to meet take the bus in and meet me, and she said, "Why not?"
I picked up my library holds on the way from my appointment to Totoro because I knew I had plenty of time. I still got to the restaurant about ten minutes before Cordelia did.
When we finished, it was about two minutes too late for the bus I wanted to take home, the one that drops off at the top of the hill. I was willing to wait half an hour for the next bus, but Cordelia decided to take the other route, the one that lets off at the bottom of the hill, so she took off and left me behind.
She got home about ten minutes before I did because that bus takes longer to get near our house and, likely, also because it's a longer walk from the stop.
I should have spent another ten minutes at the restaurant before leaving myself because it was too wet for me to be able to sit at the bus stop. That meant I was exhausted and in pain by the time the bus finally came. Maybe that's why I'm so tired today. I don't know.
My new ATM card needs to be activated, and I can't do it by phone because we no longer have the number we had when we set up the account. Also, it's been long enough since I used the dratted thing that I don't remember the pin number. I know I changed it once by adding one and that I had to reset it again after. I just don't remember if the reset required changing the number; it might not have. If it did, though, I might have added one or subtracted one. That was a few years back.
Basically, I haven't done anything but teller transactions since Cordelia was born, and all of those have been about her savings account. Scott does ATM stuff, but me getting to an ATM would mean that he was with me, so there hasn't been a point, or I'd have made sure I could use the card already.
Cordelia and I had lunch at Totoro yesterday afternoon. I had an 11:30 appointment downtown. When it was done, a bit after noon, I called and asked her if she wanted to meet take the bus in and meet me, and she said, "Why not?"
I picked up my library holds on the way from my appointment to Totoro because I knew I had plenty of time. I still got to the restaurant about ten minutes before Cordelia did.
When we finished, it was about two minutes too late for the bus I wanted to take home, the one that drops off at the top of the hill. I was willing to wait half an hour for the next bus, but Cordelia decided to take the other route, the one that lets off at the bottom of the hill, so she took off and left me behind.
She got home about ten minutes before I did because that bus takes longer to get near our house and, likely, also because it's a longer walk from the stop.
I should have spent another ten minutes at the restaurant before leaving myself because it was too wet for me to be able to sit at the bus stop. That meant I was exhausted and in pain by the time the bus finally came. Maybe that's why I'm so tired today. I don't know.
My new ATM card needs to be activated, and I can't do it by phone because we no longer have the number we had when we set up the account. Also, it's been long enough since I used the dratted thing that I don't remember the pin number. I know I changed it once by adding one and that I had to reset it again after. I just don't remember if the reset required changing the number; it might not have. If it did, though, I might have added one or subtracted one. That was a few years back.
Basically, I haven't done anything but teller transactions since Cordelia was born, and all of those have been about her savings account. Scott does ATM stuff, but me getting to an ATM would mean that he was with me, so there hasn't been a point, or I'd have made sure I could use the card already.
