Here's an experiment in different living for me. I guess it started with Downton Abbey last night. Breaking my rule, I brought my laptop to bed so that I could watch the most recent episode. Media watching on the bigger screens has been verboten for a while as I have enough trouble sleeping as it is. But my narrative junkie was screaming for a fix, so I succumbed.
The episode was about the end of WWI and a couple of good characters had bad things happen to them. My sleep was restless and anxious; every time I broke sleep's surface, I was thinking about the episode. Good thing I did not continue watching Mesrine or The Onion Field. both of which I have been watching on Netflix.
So, when I woke up this morning at 7:15 or so, a good 30 minutes before I had scheduled myself to begin the process, I jumped (kinda) out of bed, made it, and am now trying to get a bunch of stuff done. First up, after having had some breakfast and coffee, is to get going on laundry. It's all ready to go, however, having no clean clothes to wear outside presents a problem. Oh well, I'll go dig around. And then it's eBay shipping time.
8:48 a.m.
Clothes awashing. There is already quite a bit of activity in the laundromat, which I expected for a Monday. There's going to be a lot of jockeying for position for dryers, I can already tell. When I came back to the building, who should be shivering on the doorstep but Melinda who had grabbed the wrong keys when she went outside to do a quick errand. That's some kind of serendipity. How often am I up (okay, usually these days), but also dressed and running around?
10:33 p.m.
So much for any insights. I am not sure where the entire day went. EBay packages were mailed, KaHug was advised, ironing was done, items were prepped for photographing for eBay tomorrow. And I could try to write something smart here, but I think taking down the ironing board, (although Emmylou will be greatly saddened and forced to find an alternate sleeping place), and doing even a little bit of yoga would be the best use of my limited (I hope) awake time. Although I didn't walk far today, I did walk up and down my apartment building stairs quite a bit ... I'll have to figure out what that metric is.
Sigh-o-nara.
Oh, and turns out the drunk dude is a regular at this subway stop. Here he is on Thursday, earlier in the day, hence less trashed. Why this woman is speaking to him is utterly beyond me. Perhaps he is more pleasant before he is completely trashed. I will keep you posted.
8:48 a.m.
Clothes awashing. There is already quite a bit of activity in the laundromat, which I expected for a Monday. There's going to be a lot of jockeying for position for dryers, I can already tell. When I came back to the building, who should be shivering on the doorstep but Melinda who had grabbed the wrong keys when she went outside to do a quick errand. That's some kind of serendipity. How often am I up (okay, usually these days), but also dressed and running around?
10:33 p.m.
So much for any insights. I am not sure where the entire day went. EBay packages were mailed, KaHug was advised, ironing was done, items were prepped for photographing for eBay tomorrow. And I could try to write something smart here, but I think taking down the ironing board, (although Emmylou will be greatly saddened and forced to find an alternate sleeping place), and doing even a little bit of yoga would be the best use of my limited (I hope) awake time. Although I didn't walk far today, I did walk up and down my apartment building stairs quite a bit ... I'll have to figure out what that metric is.
Sigh-o-nara.
Oh, and turns out the drunk dude is a regular at this subway stop. Here he is on Thursday, earlier in the day, hence less trashed. Why this woman is speaking to him is utterly beyond me. Perhaps he is more pleasant before he is completely trashed. I will keep you posted.
I watched all the episodes in order over 3 days. It was fantastic.
ReplyDeleteDo love downton, which I bought on Itunes so I could watch it w/out internet.
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