Sunday, April 30, 2017

30 April 2017 (Sunday)

Slept okay again last night, albeit on the floor. I woke up on my back at some point and my lower back hurt so bad I could barely roll over. I don't know why that hurts it. I went to Mass though. Still didn't get a whole lot out of it, same old stuff. Margie was glad to see me though.

I didn't nap all day either. I think I watched something when I got home. Wait, at 4:30 I watched the F1 race. Booooooring. After the first turn we had the final top 4 finishers. The NASCAR race was far more interesting. Went to lunch at McDs and then to UVil for the usual stuff. Came home and watched the end of the race and then I waxed the Honder. It looks nice waxed, the finish has a nice lister about it. Sprinkled a bit while I was doing that but it didn't mess it up. Did the usual chores. Walked up to the Slaveway because I had to get more chocolate milk. 

Saturday, April 29, 2017

29 April 2017 (Saturday)

Day 2 of Traxodone: Meh. I slept pretty well last night, didn't need any assistance, and slept until 4:30 (may have dozed off again until 4:50). Cats were both on the couch so I slept on the floor. Hurts my hips after a few hours.

Went out for breakfast. Not bad. I went to the gym. I did three sets of 5-6 at 618 so I should be able to hit 650 next week. Probably will do 658 because it's easier, just throw on another 45 lb plate instead of the 25. Am still shooting for Thursday but may do it Tuesday instead because I may end up in the field Thursday.

Came home and then went to Ballard. Yes, Ballard. I lived in Ballard when I first moved out here in 1985 and hated it. Now it's gentrifying and I still don't care for it much. The Spousal Unit wanted to go to the Locks so we did that, eating at sort of a dive next to them. Meh. I should have gotten pancakes like she did because my Greek fries weren't that great. Well, I really needed something light and sweet. Walked around the Locks for a while and then headed back and stopped at the UVil to get more bonito flakes for the cats. Then home. I turned on a Hulu movie which was uncensored TV bloopers. Some of them were really pretty foul. The earlier shows were funnier, I think because a lot of the actors had more theater experience. It was amusing.

Made dinner. Drank a little beer. This was really a good batch. But I was feeling overfull all day so I didn't want to drink very much. Went to NGate because it is raining. My brother Jeff is in FdL now.

Good day. And by Good I mean it was flat.

Friday, April 28, 2017

28 April 2017 (Friday)

Well, first day after this new crap, Trazodone or whatever. Can't say it made any noticeable difference in my sleeping last night, although I may have stood a chance of going past 4. . . .except Daisy started throwing up at 3:50. Grrrrrrr.

And what's with all these anti-anxiety/depressive drugs that warn against erections lasting 6 hours? WTF?

Anyway. Decent enough workout I guess. Started off okay, but kind of weakened up over the last half or so. I did everything I needed to though.

Came home, scarfed down bagel and then went to Cascadia. I had to start on the report and get some older reports from the network and also check on some payments to see if I could send out the final reports (one had come in). I left there around 11:15, and we went to Pagliacci for lunch and then an estate sale in Windermere. Meh. Also picked up the Honder which I had dropped off before going to Cascadia. Got a new muffler and oil change. It seems to be doing something in second gear occasionally though; kind of jerking. Seems to do it going uphill at a certain RPM (around 26-2800 I think). Hope it's just the clutch breaking in. I took it down to get it washed for the first time in years since we can go through a car wash without having the trunk fill up with soapy water. Mowed the yard when I got home, too. Didn't do much else, except read and make dinner. Walked.

Had a full bottle (almost) of my latest batch of beer. It's almost perfect. I could probably wean the alcohol down a bit more, but as it is I can drink a pint and a half without feeling too bad. That is, my stomach is okay with it and I don't feel the alcohol too much. But it's the right color and flavor and it's got a nice head on it, a dense foam that stays around. Will probably cut one of the malts down some more and see how that works. 

Thursday, April 27, 2017

27 April 2017 (Thursday)

Beat right now. I woke up at 3:30 and wasted 1/4 ambien NOT getting back to sleep. Very irritating. I didn't go to the gym but just went down to Saltwater State Park, getting messed up by Google Maps again: It interpolated a road where there wasn't one. When I got there I had to move an orange barrel to get down to the camping area where the work was to be done, and also the gate was locked so I had to "hike" in (only like 1/8 of a mile but still). First hole, I hit a plastic pipe. Moved it over; hit a cable. Augered around it; hit a PVC pipe. So I quite on that one. The second one was okay, but the 3rd and 4th were in really compact fill so it was a rough slog. I put another one in for good measure and it was fairly easy and boring, too. Weather was decent, mostly sunny although I was down in a tight valley so not much reached me. I was done around 10:45 so was home for lunch. We went to 5 Guys (Spousal Unit was home). I took the gear back to the shop after lunch and then bought some new work gloves, and gassed and washed Lezzie.

I tried to stay busy when I got home so I wouldn't take a nap. But I have some Trazodone to try and also snagged some more ambien, so I'm set. 

Wednesday, April 26, 2017

26 April 2017 (Wednesday)

I can't decide if today was a good day or a bad day. On the plus side, I slept until 5 with only a minimum of awake time last night, although at 2 am I started in on an anxiety attack (or whatever) but tried a disciplined set of helpful phrases over and over again plus 2x1/4 ambien and I was right out again. So, adequate sleep. I woke up with the phrase "Discipline is the key" as regards various things. Which is true.

Really good workout, too. I did mostly upper body but seeing as I'm out in the field tomorrow and not in the gym I decided to do leg presses again today. Had to kick a young lady off of it, too.

Okay, not really, I asked if I could work in and she said she only had one more set. I did the full 618 lbs. Yes, I recalculated and found that I had it wrong before, I've been doing 618 rather than 608. Hence, only 32 to go by next Thursday. Go me.

Came home, piddled around, then found that I'd (probably) left my Coptic notebook at Cascadia, so I had to drive over there to get that before going to UVil to meet Engi to go over ODK forms. Irritated me. I got there earlier so I set up shop at a table and had my computer and the pad all set out and then I got up to get something and the table which was unbalanced lurched to one side and dumped a bunch of my mocha all over the pad and my computer. Fortunately, the laptop's lid was closed. I don't know what I said but a small amount of foul language may have escaped my mouth. So I cleaned all that up and moved to another table just in time for her to arrive. I checked the table for stability first.

Anyway, meeting went well and we got her all set up on it. We finished a little before noon and then went to the Chipotle and had lunch. Nice visiting with her, too.

I came home and decided to do a second coat on the outside of the cabinets so I did that; good thing, too, because some had some paint already chipped off. Grrr. I went back to UVil because I needed some supplies for tomorrow and decided I needed a break so sat in the SBux for a bit and unwound. And it was raining. Came home (again) and called the floor people and immediately couldn't find my stupid airline credit card which ticked me off. So I used the other one and then promptly found it. Grrrr.

Fed squirrels, got field gear ready, made dinner, walked at NGate because it was raining.

Last night I seriously asked myself What Do I Have To Live For? Couldn't come up with a good answer. At least not for myself anyway. I need to look after my mom until she dies, look after the cats until they die, make the Spousal Unit reasonably happy, contribute to the well being of others, etc.

Can't think of a thing for me though.

I don't necessarily consider that a bad thing.

I also include for the benefit of posterity a communication I sent to my physician:

The buspirone doesn't seem to be doing anything (leastways, I experimented going off of it again and it's not made any difference). A friend of mine mentioned Trazodone and my in-depth researches in the International Journal of Google Medicine made it seem like something to have a go with.
I've run it by the voices in my head and all seem to be in agreement. 

Tuesday, April 25, 2017

25 April 2017 (Tuesday)

No entries in the diary until May 1.

Sucky day mostly. Woke up at 3 and didn't go back to sleep. Got up a little after 4. Workout was okay. I may actually hit 650 next week. The 608 I can do pretty well, two sets of 5-6 and they're pretty deep. I think with two more days of those I should be set to try 650 next Thursday. It will definitely be at my limit though. Stewart was back, apparently he'd been to Mexico City and got sick and so spent at least a couple of days in the hotel room on the toilet. I asked if he was now planning on putting a bidet in his house. "Funny guy!"

Went to Cascadia and did next to nothing because the email was down. Left and went to the floor store and was going to get that going but I wanted to use my Alaska card so I could get miles for it, but then after I left a message they never called back, so I may go back tomorrow. Also put gas in the Honder and then got some painting supplies.

Went to lunch at McD's and then started painting. I put all of the doors in the garage and did it there. Went okay, although I was a bit concerned when I scraped one or two and the orange showed through. I hope the paint layer hardens up sufficiently so that scratching it won't do that in the future. But it went okay. No major messes. I tried to be very careful with it and just do a good job on each door and not just try to finish it. Damn things are HEAVY though. I was thinking I might eep the (wood) handles that are there now and paint them the same gray as the trim, that might look very nice.

Finished that around 3 and then did various things. I drank a glass of wine on the off chance that it will help me sleep tonight. Who knows.

Went to UVil because I needed chocolate milk and it was starting to rain. 

Monday, April 24, 2017

24 April 2017 (Monday)

On this day in 1936:
Took music lesson. Went to Sunday School party. Play games. Had fun. No schoolwork. 
Weird night last night. The first time I woke up I was having a very vivid dream that I threw up. In our bidet. Which we don't have. Yeesh. I woke up at 2-something and had some kind of minor anxiety attack (or whatever) but not really that bad. Had to take 2 1/4 ambiens though. First ones in a few days, I think. Then slept until the alarm went off at 5.

Really good workout, too. Kind of another 'angry' one. Spousal Unit stayed home ill today. I went to Cascadia most of the morning and got a decent amount done. Came home and we went for lunch up at NGate and then came home and I started priming the basement cabinet doors. I got halfway done (actually more like 2/3) and the water leak placed called to say the Honder was done. So I finished up the doors and then we went there. Guy said he'd actually spent 11 hours on it, but since we'd agreed only to do 3 he just charged me for 3. That was good. I would bet the 11 hours was pretty spread out. But I hope this is done with it. Next up: The exhaust.

That was about it for the day. I cleaned up when I got home, made dinner, went to UVil for various items. I tried to get my ambien prescription changed -- that is, swap these stupid tiny round pills for the longer one because I can't really break these -- but they can't exchange them like that. So they will call in another one. She probably won't fill it until she sees me again in a couple of weeks. I like to hoard the dumb things.

Anyway, mostly a good mood day, and when I say "good" I mean feeling next to nothing. Which is good. 

Sunday, April 23, 2017

23 April 2017 (Sunday)

On this day in 1936:
No choir tonight. Harriet came over. Worke[sic] on my puppet. Played outside. Punctured my waterbed.

Well, I woke up at 3:45 again. I decided to just tough it out and I think I dozed off for a bit shortly before 5. No assistance. Probably should have gone to Mass but I didn't. I might go to one this week. Maybe Wednesday.

We only had four eggs so I decided to make has browns. Meh. Too moist. I should just buy a bag or something. You really need to squeeze the water out of them before cooking. DIdn't do much this morning. The NASCAR race was cancelled (postponed until tomorrow) because of rain so nothing to watch there. I did watch the last 30 or so laps of an Indycar race though, which was pretty good. Tried to do some chores during the morning. Decided to go to the Taco Slime on Lake City for lunch and then the usual UVil stuff. It rained all day. This has been such a wet and cool spring. I think it might suck until mid-July this year.

When we came back I did some work on the flamingos, just wrapping their legs (just metal sticks) with a little duct tape so they would stay in. The two cherry trees out front are in full pink bloom and I decided the flamingos should treat them as camouflage so I stuck them all up in the trees:

I finally broke down and actually posted them to Facebook. I dunno, last week sometime I decided it may perhaps be time to wade back in a bit. I'm going to still try to just post interesting photos and nothing really personal, except for the occasional old family photo. I haven't even looked at it since. Except to post a few things to ArchaeoBlog.

Other than that, did some more little chores and then made dinner. We managed a shortish walk around outside because there was a break in the rain. 

Saturday, April 22, 2017

22 April 2017 (Saturday)

On this day in 1936:
One Man's Family Winning the West. Finished Jane Hope. Swell. No school work. 
I looked up the "One Man's Family" thing and it was a radio program that ran for like 27 years. I followed a Wikipedia link that supposedly had a couple of episodes but it went to sort of an erotic site.

I slept quite well last night, until 4:30. Bed and couch only. No assistance. Spousal Unit, who has a cold and/or allergies slept until almost 7. Ate in. Got dressed for the gym but checked the parking situation right before leaving and that had some stupid event. So I changed and showered, grrrrr. Watched TV and took a short nap. Actually, it was part of a movie and then the remainder of a TV episode of "UFO" that I remember watching as a kid. It's actually better than Space: 1999 in most respects but the effects are worse. It's really amazing the quality of television these days.

I called up Margie -- Norma's BFF who is like 96 years old -- and we all went out for lunch at the BBQ place. We went through the car wash on the way back and it was Margie's first time ever through a car wash! Amazing! She moved out here to Seattle from Iowa in 1935, before my mother was born. We had a nice visit.

What else. Did an estate sale. Bit of food shopping but we ended up going out for dinner. Also went for ice cream for the first time in a long time because my stomach was feeling icky. Also got a gallon of paint for the basement cabinets. Once home I swept the floors and unloaded the dishwasher and did some other little things. Also drank one of my beers. I really got this batch right. It's just about what I wanted: Good taste, nice color (dark amber), the foam is good and thick and stays around, and the alcohol content is down low enough. Could probably go lower on that, but this is actually something I could come home from running or something and actually almost guzzle. Without feeling too badly. It's probably about the equivalent of Near Beer. A really good tasting Near Beer. Hope I wrote down the recipe. . . .

We went to NGate for dinner. I had a salad and left most of the non-vegetal portion on the plate. Walked around there and bought a couple more large salad bowls and three workout shirts which are the perfect workout shirts: Soft, stretchy, and cheap. I almost forget I'm wearing them. 

Friday, April 21, 2017

21 April 2017 (Friday)

On this day in 1936:
Commercial Club Dinner. Mary and Helen came down to play baseball. Still hot. 
On this day in 753 BC:
Rome was founded.
Slept pretty good last night. Was out like a light for at least a couple of hours and then went to the TV room where I went right back to sleep until around 4:30. So, good. Did sort of wake up in a bad mood with yet another epiphany, which I shall refrain from mentioning here.

Workout was really good. Pasta + adequate sleep = Good Workout.

Came home and did some piddling around and then drove to the UVil, parked, got mocha at the SBux there and then walked up to campus to meet Sharon at 10:30 (she showed up around 10:15). There were approximately 1 billion kids on campus for some reason. We figured out the tablet and the ODK (Open Data Kit) thing and then she left. ODK is a free database package (sort of) where you can make up data entry forms for a tablet or phone and then use it to collect data which will go up to any server anywhere in the world you can connect to. It's being used a lot in developing countries because it's free and they have cell networks. Engi is using it to collect data for her next study in Nairobi.

I hung out there for a bit and then got a slice of pizza at the HUB and took it outside on the lawn to eat it. Little damp grass but not too bad. I returned my book and then checked into something for Jana and then headed down to UVil to meet Fiona. We sat outside for quite a while and had a very nice visit. I got a few comestibles for dinner and then came home. I sat around for a bit and then started dusting my room and the Spousal Unit came home and we walked in Laurelhurst.

Really please 66 and sunny today. 

Thursday, April 20, 2017

20 April 2017 (Thursday)

On this day in 1936:
School today. Hot. Tired. played[sic] a little bit. Went to bed early. 
Actually, I think this time last year it was also hot (which for us is in the 80s).

First time in a few days I had to take some ambien, 1/4 around 3:15. I checked into another potential sleep medication but will go into that later if it happens. As it was I slept pretty well. Bed, couch, floor. Woke up kind of angry I guess. Not really an angry workout. . .well, maybe. My 608 lb presses are getting pretty good so on my bday I may go for 650. I was thinking all day of having Stewart take a photo of it so I could put it on Facebook, but later this afternoon I reminded myself that I am not to be seeking attention. So I don't know. I've only made one post since I gave it up on March 1 or thereabouts, and only Liked one thing and commented on another (my friend Shannon's cancer update post). I dunno, maybe I won't ever fully go back.

Anyway, workout was very good and I went to Cascadia until about 11. I think most everything is under control. Let there around 11 I guess. Dropped by home and went to UVil for lunch although directly afterwards I was kind of shaky and it felt like I hadn't eaten anything. I got a donut at the QFC (mainly because I needed cash) and actually went home and ate half of it. Anne called to reschedule me for my hair cut at 1:45 which then got shoved back to 2, so I went to the UDist around then. Stopped in a used record/CD/video/speakers/receivers/guitars/etc. store on the Ave. It may be my favorite store. Didn't buy anything though.

Dropped by the UVil QFC for dinner stuff and then home. I got out the new saw and started cutting down the cabinet doors in the basement. It went surprisingly well, very definitely a good purchase on that saw. It only took a little over an hour to do 9 doors. That was good. Now all we need to do is paint everything which won't be a simple task, but can probably be done in a couple of days. Will try to buy the paint this weekend and get that done next week.

Walked and ended up talking to several of the neighbors.

Today was mostly a good mood (and by "good" I don't mean "happy" or "pleasant" or whatever, I mean it was the right sort of mood: Not happy, not sad, not anything except somewhat angry and determined).

Wednesday, April 19, 2017

19 April 2017 (Wednesday)

On this day in 1936:
Went to Sunday School. Went to Helen's birthday party. Heberts came over. Went to church. Went to bed at 12.
Need to remember that, Wednesday = Sunday in 1936.

I slept through the night despite Jack scaring the crap out of me. I'd gone down to the basement to sleep and he came down and started scratching on the post down there and at first I thought I might be hearing a little rat scurrying around but then it got louder. Woke up at 3:45 though.

Used to be I'd be happy if the time I woke up started with a 6. Then 5. Now 4. DAMN IT.

Anyway, workout was okayRan on the track for a bit. Felt very strong. Another sort of angry workout though.

Came home and started to put the chicken in the slow cooker but it smelled off so I bagged it back up and went to Cascadia. I am now the go-to guy for State Parks projects. I think I've got most of the projects under control. Am wondering if they're trying to let me go at the UW. We'll see more on Friday.

I left there around 11, but I'd forgotten to take the floor samples with me so I went home, got those and the chicken and went to McD's for lunch and then returned the samples. I think we've almost decided on a pattern. The estimate is for about $1200. This week I might start working on the cabinet doors. Came home and did various little things and made a quick trip to the Slaveway for pistachios and mini M&Ms for a Spousal Unit snack. Of course, as I was opening the pistachio bag it broke and they went all over. I spent about 30 minutes shelling those.

Oh, this morning (and this evening) Sheila the squirrel met me at the front steps. She's an adorable little thing. She likes me.


I actually felt pretty lousy today but in a good way. I think I'm hitting my long-term mood more often now. It sucks but it's better than before. Well. . . .I mean, it's better for me and everyone else at any rate. 

Tuesday, April 18, 2017

18 April 2017 (Tuesday)

On this day in 1936:
Still hot. Ruth came over played out. Roy & [Dear] got married. Edward locked us out broke window. 
Ha. They got locked out and broke a window to get in. You know, I didn't really notice this but she is writing in the middle of the Depression. I wonder if they were affected much by it.

I mostly slept through the night but woke up at 3:45. I laid there a while "praying" as usual probably until about 4:15. Workout went really well, I guess. I started to do some work at home and then went to the SBux and then to the car leak place. I told him to put no more than 3 hours into it and then we'll just call it quits. Not really useful throwing more money at it. Spent the rest of the morning at Cascadia. Still working on a couple of proposals and R said we will start charging for 2-way drive time. Up to now we've been only charging for the drive there and not back, but he's been losing money or barely breaking even for the last couple of years so he's trying to find ways to boost revenue. He's already had us hold onto final copies of reports until we get the final invoice payment. I also arranged to go down to Saltwater State Park next week.

Left there and had lunch at the 5 Guys. Then went to the flooring place. I brought home a few samples. A couple might work. Then home to check email again and then to the UVil to get dinner stuff and then I went and got a new outlet for the TV room. That went in pretty easily. I did a few other odds and ends at home, including changing the batteries on my bike flasher. Dinner by that time. Arranged a hair cut for tomorrow. Walked at UVil for tomorrow's dinner stuff because showers were passing through. Don't know how I'll get to the car place tomorrow if it's raining. Maybe I'll run. 

Monday, April 17, 2017

17 April 2017 (Monday)

On this day in 1936:
This week seemed awfully long. Hot. Yet. Windows open. Fire drill. Every body felt [funn] today. Took lesson. played[sic]. Got [Jinnsn] Allen paper. 
Kind of a Meh day. I slept okay, without assistance. I woke up at around 4 but then laid in bed (actually on the couch) and just. . .well, not prayed, but I. . . .thought a bunch of stuff. May have dozed off because I woke up/got up at 4:25.

Workout was odd. I didn't feel all that strong but I pushed through it anyway. When I got home I ate my bagel, worked on a couple of proposals, and then loaded my bike into the Honder and went to drop it off at the leak place. Guy called this afternoon and said he'd found another leak by the base of the trunk. Think we'll have him try to fix this and then call it. Can't keep dumping money into it like this. I left around 11:15 from Cascadia (a few blocks from where I dropped the car off) and rode home. Of course, it was sunny up until that point and then it was cloudy and sprinkling. Grrrr. And then sunny after I got back. Grrrrrr. Ride was okay though. I followed Greenwood/Phinney down to where the Ballard Bridge is and then hit the Burke Gilman and took that almost all the way home. Took 45 minutes.

One of my proposals was all wrong. I didn't read it through. Well, I didn't look at all the documents. Although in the end it will probably be the same amount.

Oh, found out the floor tiles are around 2% asbestos. Disposing of them properly would cost $85 plus materials for wrapping them. Instead, I wrapped them in a couple of plastic bags and am putting them in the garbage. They're not friable so I'm not concerned. That means the tiles will have to stay there and we'll just put the new floor over them. Maybe this week I will start cutting down the cabinet doors. Although I need to look at floor samples. Will probably try to get a commercial sheet so there wouldn't be any seams.

I did hang out at SBux for a bit. I was parched and in need of sugar after that ride. Came home, did stuff, dinner, went to Target because it was raining. Was busy all day so I was doing okay, but fortunately the bad mood came back. 

Sunday, April 16, 2017

16 April 2017 (Sunday)

On this day in 1936:
Still hot. Had fire drill in school. Everybody noticed the hot weather. Practiced. Made some paper dolls. 
Kind of a bleh day I guess. I slept okay, went downstairs for the first time in a long time just for something different. Took a while to get back to sleep down there but then I was out until 3:30 when I both woke up and Jack decided he needed to come down and chat. I went back upstairs. Had been laying there for a while, so I took 1/4 ambien and. . .well, was only out for another 45 minutes *harumph*. I made pancakes and we used real maple syrup for almost the first time. Have to say it was quite good. Will probably stick with it.

I watched a movie from 1988 this morning, too. Had Anthony Hopkins in it and it was called The Tenth Man:
Based on the novel of the same name by Graham Greene, this is a story of a French advocate Chavel who, while imprisoned by the Germans during the occupation, trades his material possessions to another prisoner in exchange for his life when condemned to the firing squad. At the end of the war, Chavel, posing as one of the other prisoners, returns to his home which is now occupied by Therese, the sister of the prisoner he traded his possessions to, and who bitterly awaits the return of the man who had indirectly caused the death of her brother. His real identity unknown to Therese, Chavel is invited to stay as a caretaker and to identify Chavel should he return to the house. The relationship between Chavel and Therese develops until one night, someone calling himself Chavel turns up at their doorstep.
That's not the whole thing, but it was an okay sort of movie. It was a TV movie, which I could tell.

Had some trouble with lunch. We'd decided to go to the UVil and eat outside from the Chipotle but it was closed for Easter. Would you believe they are, I think, the only restaurant there where you can get a regular soda fountain drink? All the rest of the places are frou frou and sell only fancy junk in bottles. Sucks. Anyway, had to go to a pricey salad place and then to the QFC for a soda and then back outside. Sheesh.

Other than that, not much. Watched the F1 race this afternoon and it was actually kind of interesting near the end which is unusual. After that I hosed off the patio roof because of all the peanut shells and squirrel poop. They're so darn cut but they poop a lot.

Walked up to the cemetery.

I am wearing a watch again from now on. Haven't worn one in years, not because of some Big Decision not to, but because I was never looking at it. I am wearing it as a reminder. It means: I am nothing except for what I do and say and how I treat other people. 

Saturday, April 15, 2017

15 April 2017 (Saturday)

On this day in 1936:
Hot. Stuffy in school. Went up to Mary's and played baseball. Got 9 A's on my report card, 5 B's - 1 C.
Smart kid.

DIdn't sleep well at all last night. Well, it took quite a while (plus minor assistance) to get to sleep, and I woke up at 2:30 and couldn't get back to sleep, but when I did (with more minor assistance) I slept until 5:15.

Went out for breakfast and then I went to the gym at 9. Good workout. I did 75 + 60 + 45 = 180 ab things and then rode the cycle for 45 minutes. Worked up a big sweat. Good thing, too, as I probably had eaten too much for breakfast. We went to a couple of estate sales before lunch, one up in the Inverness area and one in Windermere, both really nice houses. Nothing to buy though. They're all ending today because no one's having sales on Easter Sunday. Which kind of surprises me, even the mall and several other businesses are closed. Easter never struck me as that big of a holiday except for churches. It was sunny most of the day and really pleasant.

When we got home I put some ribs on that I'd gotten at Spam's Club -- we went to the Ivar's on Aurora for lunch and then to Spam's -- and set those going. I used my stand by rub on it and put them on about 2 to get caramelized and then in foil on low for the rest of the afternoon. Mowed the lawn. Also edited my old What Would Jesus Drive Car Lust post and put it on It Rolls. I had considered linking it on my personal page, but decided against it. I will probably not post anything else until my birthday. That's the plan anyway.

Ribs turned out very well. Walked down to the Metropolitan Market for buttermilk. I bought some actual maple syrup at the Spam's so I want to make pancakes/waffles tomorrow. Won't go to Mass because it's Easter and it will be packed and besides, well, you know.

I guess perhaps my plan for the remainder of my life is: Do something until mom passes (set my new lifestyle in stone), and then just work a lot and concentrate on money. Reasonable enough plan, I think. 

Friday, April 14, 2017

14 April 2017 (Friday)

On this day in 1936:
Sleepy. Miss Buquacor (or something) is translated Miss Drinking water. Practiced. Did schoolwork.
I had to read that sentence a couple of times before I understood it.

Slept until 3:30, decided on 1/4 ambien to get back to sleep which worked sort was worthwhile. Actually only got me an additional 45 minutes but that is worth it. Workout went spectacularly well.

For posterity, I inscribe this: Today I decided to own the hurt.

I went to Cascadia but only for a few minutes because there was nothing to do. I mostly just looked up an old client that I did the scope of work for and TT did the work on and they haven't paid us yet. I left a phone message but no one got back. Bums.

I came home and. . .well, I don't remember. I went to lunch at McD's, got a burger even though it's Good Friday because, well, I don't care any more. Oh yes, now I remember, I was changing my password which in most cases is straight forward except Apple. They are asses. Even my brokerage accounts just have you type in the old one, type in the new one, and boom you're done. NOOOOooooo. Apple makes you get a code they send to your other devices before doing it and it's a royal pain in the ass and I ended up doing a lot of cussing at them and it took nearly as much time on those morons as the others combined. I fixed it after lunch. Then went to see Fiona and we had more serious talking this week. She was horrified at some of the stuff I told her. But it was good to be a little more in depth for a change. Even if we were sitting in the mall food court.

Came home, stopped at Slaveway. An older guy chatted about my car (I was in the Mustang) for a bit, that's always nice. Came home and swept the driveway and then cleaned off the roof. Read. Made leftovers. Meat again even though it's Good Friday because, well, I don't care any more. Walked.

I did go back to Facebook today. I decided, as I stated above, to own the hurt. I made one post about my impending trip to Wisconsin that was it. I will not look around it very much any more, nor will I post anything to draw attention to myself. I want nothing for myself. And I also want nothing from anybody else. If I can live the rest of my life heeding those two commandments, I will be pleased.

Otherwise, the universe can go f*** itself. 

Thursday, April 13, 2017

13 April 2017 (Thursday)

On this day in 1936:
Started back to school. Hard to get use[sic] to again. Got Scottie. Miss Oakleys absent. Played after I practiced. 
Today was. . . .unusual. First time in several nights that I didn't wake up and get all wigged out, and mostly slept through until 4 (I did wake up several times but not for long). Had a decent workout. Not as many people there as there usually are on Thursdays lately. Stewart was there with a young lady, I'm guessing it's his daughter.

I went to Cascadia pretty quickly. Didn't have much to do but I photographed my books and started on a Parks proposal. It was confusing so I couldn't do much until I emailed the guy in charge (who hadn't answered by the end of the day). I came home and then had an early lunch of french fries at McD's so I would be ready for the carpet guy at noon, but he didn't show up until 12:30 anyway. Talked too much. Turns out we will need to test the old tiles for asbestos before deciding anything since that will determine if we will rip them out or not. Will also have to trim the bottoms of all of the cabinet doors up.

After all that I drove up to the Vet and got some more probiotics for Daisy and then went to UVil to get Easter cards, one for Janice as a thank you for visiting mom all the time and one for cousin Michele because she's dealing with some difficult stuff. I don't know what (though I suspect it's divorce related), but I wanted to let her know I was thinking of her in a physical way rather than just a text message or something. I got the cards at the Bartell's and wrote them up at the SBux.

When I got home Jennifer the mail lady was out delivering so I got an RSVP card to give to her and she said she was leaving after tomorrow for a route in Everett near where she lives. She has been a good mail carrier (except for falling off the porch) and I have a soft spot for her ever since she got a little teary when she heard about Norma dying. I will try to remember to get her a little thank you card as well.

I was actually in a fairly good mood most of the afternoon. It felt weird and uncomfortable and kind of guilty. I really am deathly afraid that I will forget everything and just go back to my old ways. I don't want to do that. I'm finally making actual progress and prefer to stay miserable for a while. Well, not 'miserable' just blank.

But by 4 pm I was back to muttering "Love can go f*** itself, happiness can go f***it self. . . ." etc. so all was good. 

Wednesday, April 12, 2017

12 April 2017 (Wednesday)

On this day in 1036:
Easter Sunday. Got up early and went with Heberts to Sunrise Service. Saw two people faint. Went to S. S. [con't]
Slept badly last night. I woke up the second time and took over an hour to get back to sleep and two hits of 1/4 ambien. Just could not settle my mind down. I finally did doze off and it was a very relaxing sleep. Felt tired all day though.

Had another huge Epiphany today, hopefully the last one. I'm good with this one.

Workout went okay. Despite halfway decent rest and pasta last night I still felt kind of heavy. Ran on the track and my legs felt kind of heavy, too. Spent the morning at Cascadia and pretty busy with the one report and doing some archiving. Had a few moments of panic when I thought I had let one completely slip away from last December. Was okay though.

Had lunch at NGate and then came home and did a little more work. I went to UVil SBux just because I really needed a mental break and it helped. Came home and attempted to photograph books for eBay but the light is wrong and I have to bring a lamp from the Shop to do it tomorrow. Instead of that I started piddling with the cemetery data again and after going up to the cemetery after dinner -- Spousal Unit was coming back late -- I finally figured out where I left off so I can start doing that again.

Got a message from cousin Michele that made me feel better. She's going through some difficulties though, so I am going to send her a card tomorrow.

Otherwise. . . . .well, I hope I'm on the road to . . . . wherever. 

Tuesday, April 11, 2017

11 April 2017 (Tuesday)

On this day in 1936:
Got up 'bout 9:10. Practiced. Gra'ma came. Did some school work. Played outside for a while. 
That " 'bout " was cute.

I had a good day and a bad day. Good day in that most everything went well. Bad day, well, otherwise. I looked at some web thing that had the 7 Signs of Depression in Men. Meh, I only got 4. I woke up at 2:30 and again at 3:30, both times requiring some assistance. Crap meds aren't doing squat. (Can you tell I'm in an incredibly foul mood? I thought so)

Workout went fine though. Went downtown to finish up the stuff I hadn't gotten done. Turned out I had to do some more work on the code than I thought, but I was done by like 10. Or 11. Or something. At any rate, I ate lunch outside, even though it was kind of cold. Well, it was okay in the sun and out of the wind. I also helped an old lady with a cane with two doors, and told the barista chick that her skirt was awesome (purple sequined thing) and that she should have a strobe light on it so she could be like a mirror ball. Both the old lady and the young lady seemed pleased with my efforts at making them happy and that is all that matters.

Didn't do much else after that. Engi stopped by and it was great to see her. Sharon was there too so we got caught up. She is suffering from migraines induced by computer screens so she's restricted in what she can do for the time being. I am going to learn some ODK (Open Data Kit) and help Engi make up some data entry forms for her project at Coptic this summer. Won't get paid for it but I need the experience and Engi could really use the help so two strikes and that's all that matters.

I stopped by the cathedral and lit another vigil light for Shannon and prayed a few minutes. Admittedly, I mostly prayed for me this time but whatever. I think she appreciates the gesture and if it helps with the healing that's all that matters.

Are you sensing a pattern here? Nothing matters except them.

Walked to the grocery store to get some stuff, that was about it.

And I will reiterate what I ended with Sunday. 

Monday, April 10, 2017

10 April 2017 (Monday)

On this day in 1936:
Ruth came early. Took music lesson. Played with Bob, some boys, Ruth, Iris. Played in afternoon too. Bob Bob stayed with us all night. 
For whatever reason, I slept well last night, although for the 5th straight night I had a stupid anxiety attack (or whatever) around 2. 1/4 ambien took care of that and I miraculously slept until almost 5. Really had a good workout, too. Had to stop and get bagels. When I got home. . . .well, more on that.

Went to Cascadia right away and, right away, got really busy. Had two phone messages from TT asking if I could look into a couple of utility locates on two of the San Juan Islands, Pearl and Henry. That took an hour and a half. The Pearl one had gone through but the one on Henry didn't have an address and no real road. Apparently, no vehicles are allowed on that island and it only has one road marked. So they couldn't really locate it to send it out. Anyway, I did finally get it all worked out, mostly thanks to a nice, competent operator. So that was good. Also started more on the one report.

Went right to McD's for lunch and then home and worked a bit more on the report and then I went to UVil to cash a check and look around QFC for anything we might need. Spousal Unit was already home had a dentist appt. this afternoon. I made dinner (shepherd's pie) and went to UVil again for walking because it was off and on raining. Had some hail this afternoon.

So, will break with my recent tradition of not writing about emotional crap. I essentially came home from the gym literally sobbing. Something broke during last night's anxiety attack (or whatever). I won't really go into what caused the outbreak, but part of it was the realization -- and when I say "realization" I mean more like "sinking in" or "finally understanding" -- that the world and everyone in it doesn't exist to serve me. I know that sounds kind of trite and obvious, and it's not like I'm a totally self centered selfish person (at least, not more than most), but I think we tend to kind of assume that, in a way. Perhaps that's why I tend to get really irate at inanimate objects that do things I don't like. Anyway, I went through that for a good ten minutes and the rest of the day was just weird. Almost like I'd had the emotional wind knocked out of me.

It really does suck, all this. I almost wish I could go back to the way things were before Mom went down, but. . . .I guess one has to go through this sometimes. Maybe? I sure hope I'm better for it in the end. 

Sunday, April 9, 2017

9 April 2017 (Sunday)

On this day in 1936:
Got up about ten. Read practiced. Make a pair of pajamas for my doll. Played out late. (Iris and Lee are here)
This will be fascinating for me to read as she becomes a teenager. I know next to nothing about young girls.

Woke up to yet another anxiety attack (or whatever) at 3 again. Took 1/4 ambien and then slept until 5. Was still tired all morning. Did not go to Mass although I could have, but it's Palm Sunday and it would be packed, so, no. I did nap though. Didn't do much else except change the litter. Watched the start of the race. Went to UVil. We ate outside even though it was probably too cold to do so, but it seemed nice. Got way too expensive sandwiches at the Italian deli place on the corner. They were $10+ and decidedly Meh. Not much else. Kinda wasted the afternoon finishing watching the race, although I did change out the outlet in the TV room for a 3-pronger. Sadly, the one I had laying around broke so I had to run out and get a new one, but it went in pretty easily after that.

On the way back I saw the Old Lady who lives(ed) on the corner of 45th and. . . .60th. Several years ago we saw her outside her house with a cute little dog, a pomeranian mix I think, who was barking at us. He -- Shaggy, we found out -- turned out to be an adorable and friendly little thing and apparently she had adopted him as something like an abused dog. Or neglected. She'd even given him a couple of surgeries for his legs. And she was very nice. A couple of years ago she had a stroke and the last time we saw her and Shaggy she was taking him and another dog out for a walk and Shaggy didn't look very good. I felt bad, I probably should have offered to take her and the dog home (although they were right across the street). By that time she didn't even remember ever meeting us. Anyway, this is the second time Ive seen our outside in the last couple of weeks. I really thought she was either dead or in a nursing home, although she could be in the latter and just visiting. She did a good thing with that dog though, so I think she has a place in heaven waiting for her.

I made primarily leftovers for dinner. Walked. Played the guitar for 30 minutes this afternoon.

One thing: Love can go f*** itself. 

Saturday, April 8, 2017

8 April 2017 (Saturday)

On this day in 1936:
Went to grandmas.[sic] Finished reading "Little Colonel". Hiked. Helped Dad dig ditch. Played with Jackie (Wolfe & Pat)
Odd day today. Had another big anxiety attack (or whatever) last night when I went to the TV room at about 12:15. Apparently I had been soundly sleeping and making a lot of noise to that point. That's three nights in a row. Perhaps these meds aren't really doing anything after all. None of it is bleeding over into the day though; that whole business is gone, smothered under a warm fuzzy blanket of indifference.

Ended up sleeping after that until almost 5. Still was sleepy all morning. I decided to just read most of the morning and took a short nap in the TV room and then went to the living room and just kept reading and dozing (not really) until almost 10:30. We drove to Renton just for kicks and ate at the Popeye's down there. I must have slept enough because I mostly wasn't hungry all day, but then, I wasn't hungry most of yesterday either. Dunno what it is. Cold is ebbing, just coughing a lot and stuffy. Went to the Walmart down there, what a trip. Too many people and they all seem to have lost all sense of politeness.

Oh, my friend Fiona had her backpack with her wallet and cell phone and such stolen at the gym. Probably had put it down during yoga and someone swiped it. Poor kid. But then again. . . . .well, that sucks anyway.

We just came home and I piddled around after going to the QFC for comestibles. No more napping. Made burgers on the grill. Kind of boring. Still wasn't hungry. Walked around here.

You know, life really isn't that difficult: Busy yourself making other people's lives better and quit worrying about your own. 

Friday, April 7, 2017

7 April 2017 (Friday)

On this day in 1936:
Same. Went to town. Got book "little Colonel". Saw fire in boat "Santa Flavia". Picture of By Haines in paper (terrible [sic]
Kind of a dreary day all around. Didn't sleep well last night. Took quite a while to get there and then woke up and had a big ol' anxiety attack (or whatever). That's two nights in a row. I felt better this morning though, cold-wise, although kind of weird. Like my head was wrapped in cotton and plastic wrap. Decent workout though.

Went to Cascadia pretty quickly and worked on the one report. Seattle urban reports are hard because there's a lot of history to wade through. And quit a few place names and such. Fortunately not a whole lot of sites. And the mapping takes a while because we really have to go to the GLO's. Fortunately I'd already done a couple for the general Lake Union area.

I worked on that pretty steadily until around 11:30 and then left for NGate for lunch. Really wasn't hungry and I can't actually remember what I ate. Wait, no, I went to 5 Guys and had fries. Meh. Went home and dumped my stuff off and then dragged out the Julia Child books and dug around for something new to make. I settled on Filets de Poisson Bercy aux Champignons, or fish poached in wine and mushrooms. End result was decidedly Meh. I kinda rushed the sauce and that made it kind of bad. Well, not bad, just Meh. I'd gone to UVil and hung out at SBux for some more forced relaxation and then got the stuff. Including Riesling but then got home and found it required dry wine wine so when the Spousal Unit got home I went out and got some small bottles of chardonnay. Even the mashed potatoes weren't done very well.

Walked at NGate because it was raining.

Oh, last night that thing on my eyelid -- which I learned was a "stye" -- popped. I have a feeling it will not just go away, but I think I will cancel my eye appt for week after next.

One of those days where much of the time I wished I could just dry up and blow away. Not sure if it was a cause or effect of the bad sleeping or not, but whatever. I listened to Puff the Magic Dragon that, for several weeks prior to this, had the effect of making me start bawling like a diaper-rashed infant.


That is A Good Thing.

(I think)

Thursday, April 6, 2017

6 April 2017 (Thursday)

On this day in 1936:
Went to Heberts Camps. Had swell time. Climbed trees, stumps, etc. Played airplane with swings. Played baseball. 
I woke up at like 12:15 last night and ended up in an anxiety attack (or whatever). Blech. Haven't had one in a while. I don't even remember what it was all about. I used assistance and then was out like a light until 4:45. Workout was quite spectacular for some reason. I started out feeling kind of tired but the muscles just didn't get tired. I did two good sets of 5-6 at 608 lbs.

Did some minor work at home and then went to Cascadia. I spent 1.5 hours photographing some artifacts for Jana. Longer than I should have because I forgot the scale on the first set grrrrrrr. I still need to work with the light better. Just needs practice. I should ask Jason about that. (I just did) It was three nice objects and then a bag of shell and a bag of fire modified rock. I tried to arrange them tastefully and so perhaps someone could get some data out of the photos some day. I.e., by making sure the shells had their hinges visible.

Also did some on my one report, the one for the emergency monitoring on Blakely. Sent that out. I left there before noon and went to NGate for lunch. Meh. Wasn't all that hungry really. Came home and worked on the next report some more, that will need some work. DIdn't go anywhere. I did that until 3 and then. . . .hmmmm. I started processing dinner. . . . . I don't think I did anything else. Downloaded a library book on a history of Rome. I've been reading about Rome for the last few weeks. I don't know why.

Walked around here.

For future reference: The door slammed in my face. 

Wednesday, April 5, 2017

5 April 2017 (Wednesday)

On this day in 1936 (Sunday):
Went to Sunday School. Got piece for Easter. Went to Heberts. Played paper dolls. Stayed at our house till 10:.
I still don't really know how to play paper dolls. . . .

I think I slept okay last night although I kept waking up coughing and my back hurt. I did wake up at 3:15 and dashitall if I didn't think it was close to 4:30. There were birds chirping! I said to hell with it and took 1/4 ambien because I felt I needed to extra sleep.  Still felt like crap all day. I don't even remember when my last cold was. Workout was okay, nothing special. I didn't exactly take it easy but I didn't wipe myself out either.

I worked on the one report most of the morning and got it done. I like it. I think I figured out what they did with the one goofy site location, the one they put in the middle of the channel. The original discoverer made a drawing with two areas labeled "site", one to the northeast about 1/4 mile and one to the southwest 1/4 mile; I think they split the difference. I mean, that's dumb, right? But a larger map shows only the one area.

I went to lunch at NGate. Then stopped by the car place and the guy said to bring it in some day in the next couple weeks and leave it overnight and they'll try again without charging. Then stopped by the carpet store and asked about flooring for the basement laundry room. They're coming out next Thursday to measure and such. Then home and over to UVil to force-relax at the SBux, and dinner stuff, and home. I took out a guitar book and just practiced their beginner chords for a good 30 minutes. Am I making progress? Some. Not a whole lot though.

Was coughing a lot last night. We went to UVil and I got some cough stuff. This really sucks. 

Tuesday, April 4, 2017

4 March 2017 (Tuesday)

On this day in 1936:
Read. Practiced. Made cookie dough. Played. Went to store. Finished "Beloved [Acreas]". Went to Heckers -- Surprise Party. 
This is the book, Beloved Acres by John H. Hamlin, 1925.

I guess today wasn't too bad. I slept okay last night despite my sore throat. Woke up probably at 3 (I quit looking at the clock) but managed to get back to sleep until about 4:30 which was good. Oh, at 3 I was walking through the kitchen and saw something on the floor by the fridge but couldn't see what it was. Turned out to be a big ol' pike of cat barf. I cleaned that up and then was going to the bedroom and smelled something awful only to find Daisy had left a big ol' turd uncovered in the litter box and a dingleberry on the rim and they stank to high heaven. So I got to spend a few minutes just after awakening cleaning up cat emissions. Later on I grabbed the offender -- Daisy -- and we had to clean her butt which she obviously didn't like.

Had planned on doing a light workout but I was actually feeling not too wiped out so I had mostly a normal leg workout, 608 lbs again. Came back home and worked on the Blakely Island report all morning except for a trip to the church to drop off donations and for caffeine. I learned that the airstrip  that someone had told me was built in the 1950s was probably there in at least 1947 because one of the old archaeological site forms from August 2 1947 mentioned it. I think I finished that one although I need to proof it yet. Will do that tomorrow morning.

Went to lunch at NGate 5 Guys and then went to Spam's Club to gas up the Mustang and get some stuff. Came home, did a couple things and then went to the UVil SBux to relax for a while. By noon the throat had passed from soreness and I was doing the sneezing/coughing/nose running stuff. This cold seems to be working through itself pretty quickly. I expect to be mostly over it by Friday. Came home and played an old pinkish sort of song on the geetar, by which I mean playing along badly. I'm still thinking of trying keyboard. Since I don't sing this here guitar is. . .well, I dunno, not terribly useful unless I'm playing strictly instrumental stuff. There's tons of junk I could play on piano without any singing involved since you can do melody on it. We'll see.

I watched some TV instead of reading like usual because I just wanted to vegetate. Walked around here. Not raining yet but is supposed to start and not let up much for the next three days. 

Monday, April 3, 2017

3 April 2017 (Monday)

On this day in 1936:
Hurrah! Schools out for a week. Teachers meeting. Bob came down and stayed with me. 
Oh reeeeeeeeeally.

I feel like crap. Throat is still very sore. I think it's definitely a cold. Been taking zinc all day. Slept rather badly last night. Had to take a bit o' ambien. Slept until 3 and then managed to sleep again until. . . . .3:45. Or so. Meh. Apart from the cold I felt okay. Workout was kind of weak, partly because I didn't feel well, but I was also taking it easy because I had to do a survey this morning as well. That went fine. Digging was fairly easy. In a nice house right next to the Montlake Cut on Shelby St. They had a lot of the people who own the house and the structural engineers and etc., there so I chatted with some of them. Gave my card to a guy who complimented me on cleaning up my holes very well. So maybe (he was a landscape designer) we'll get some work from him in the future.

I finished that around 11:45. Went to McD's for lunch. Came home, and then took the rest of the fence material to the dump. The big concrete chunk wasn't that bad to haul. I had 320 lbs worth. Then I went up to Cascadia and returned the pry bar. Told them I would work at home for a couple of days to prevent spreading my disease. Came home, transferred my photos -- I'd forgotten my field camera so I used my iPhone, which is probably just as good -- and then cleaned out the SuBAru a little, mainly vacuuming and cleaning up the dash. Fiddled with the guitar a bit but felt too lousy to do much. Dinner, walked at UVil to get medical supplies.

Nice day out for the most part, and tomorrow would be nicer. I plan on working at home in the morning and then maybe taking it easy in the afternoon down at the UVil or something. 

Sunday, April 2, 2017

2 April 2017 (Sunday)

On this day in 1936:
Had test in S.S. got 96% & 88%. Wrote organization. Hygiene and test in arithmetic. Practiced. Did schoolwork. 
Right now I am typing this and attempting to reset an old iPod to factory settings (i.e., clear it out). I am failing. The rest of today I was trying to copy all of my iTunes music to my old Android phone. And failing. That thing still irritates me. I did solve one problem though: I'd kept copying music files to the dumb thing and the music player wouldn't recognize them. I thought it was some file location thing or something. Turned out to be iTunes-protected files. All I had to do was change the extensions from .m4p to .m4a. Had to download a utility to do so in bulk. Anyway, then I tried copying them over and the dumb file utility left erroring out.

This is the state of software today: I can use my phone to make my face look like a dog's, BUT I CAN'T COPY A BUNCH OF F***ING FILES FROM MY MAC TO AN ANDROID PHONE.

So yeah, I am still ticked about this.

Otherwise, I . . . aha, just solved the iPod problem. It had been stopping mid-song in a lot of tracks like the song file was corrupt or something. I am thinking that by wiping it and starting over that might solve things.

Slept pretty well last night. We were going to eat in but had no fixings for anything so we went out. I went rogue and had a chili cheese burger, no bun. Meh. Not hot enough. Had some of Spousal Unit's french toast, too. I didn't do much the rest of the morning. Took a nap. Naps actually; two of them separated by about 15 minutes. Odd that. Went to the Taco Slime on Lake City, again meh. And then UVil and the usual stuff. Came home and watched the race (Martinsville). The guy I was rooting for won; he drove a Lite Beer car and that's whoever I root for, the beer car(s). I mowed the yard with something like 90 laps remaining and finished with 12.

Didn't practice guitar all weekend, I feel bad. Sat around a lot this afternoon trying to do the phone-music thing. My throat has gotten progressively sorer all afternoon. I think it's allergies because it gets worse when I go outside. But we'll see. I do occasionally get allergic to something every now and then.

Otherwise, the really bad mood of yesterday is gone. More philosophical today. Sad, but philosophical. 

Saturday, April 1, 2017

1 April 2017 (Saturday)

On this day in 1936:
Patty's 9th birthday. Put salt in the sugar bowl but nobody touched it. Girl's Club. Did school work. 
BTW, here's a picture of the diary:

I did kind of look ahead yesterday and read the bit about the salt in the sugar bowl. I did something similar this morning and salted one of the Spousal Unit's pieces of toast as an April Fools. Didn't go over well.

I am forced to admit that later this afternoon and this evening I have been of the mood wherein I have wished I could just dry up and blow away. Meh. Sometimes I get like this. Don't like it. But it just adds fuel to the fire I guess. I don't like weekends. Too little to do.

I should go read The Thorn Birds again.

Anyhoo. Slept through the night again, until 4:30. Had breakfast in with the aforementioned Toast Incident. I went to the IMA to work out, carefully checking their WEB SITE before going to make sure there were no parking issues.


That really irritates me to no end. So I was annoyed the rest of the morning. Instead I did some cleaning, including vacuuming the downstairs. I really like Norma's old vacuum. I've never had a new one before except for the little Electrolux. This one is nice. Even self-propelled I think. Light and quiet and it picks up. It's a keeper. I may get rid of the other ones.

Also watched yet more of some documentary about some Google exec who decided to jump from a balloon at 138k feet. For whatever reason. It was interesting.

Went to the BBQ place for lunch and got sides and a pound of brisket which we had for dinner (half of it anyway). We met the new neighbors who have bought Norma's house. Couple with two young kids. Seem very nice. Also looked very happy to have bought the place. Norma would be happy. Is happy. Whatever. That was on our way to an estate sale up on 36th. Meh. Small house. Lots of stuff but nothing very interesting. Had a nice chat with one of the neighbors though.

Walked around here. It's been showering and we stood under a tree for ten minutes because of it. Didn't think it was supposed to (and didn't see anything on the radar). May be convergence zone stuff though.

So yeah, pretty rough day emotions-wise. I guess it's okay to get this way every now and then, right?