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| Wednesday, July 8th, 2009 | | 1:17 am |
This post is brought to you by the letter I for Insomnia
(yuck) Anyhow: last weekend M. and I drove up to Summer War, and had a good time. Not as many folks from TyD turned out as we thought, but Megan enjoyed it b/c it was melees, and I got to enjoy the lovely weather and say hi to some folks I don't see too often. We just day-tripped rather than camping, and on the way back we stopped for supper with Moe & Lyle. All in all, a nice day. So that was last weekend; this upcoming weekend, Reid will be staying with us Saturday night. At least, that's what the plan looks like now, although it's subject to change since we haven't worked out the details yet. But Saturday night we're going to a bank-sponsored "family night" picnic before the Pilots game (I figured he's my brother, so he's family, right? And work agreed, they said go ahead and bring him). I'm not much of a baseball person, but a big chunk of M's department will be there. And I'm pretty friendly with all of them, since my office has been right smack-dab in the middle of them for the past 6(?) months or so. ...Although, with luck, that won't be the case for long. We're supposedly moving into our new offices soon, although "soon" is a flexible term as they work out details about cable & other niceties. But we've all seen the new offices at least. Mine's about the size of the one I'm in now; no window (didn't really expect one though) and the furniture's nice. Plus, I got to move it around to suit me. And my boss promised that I can order a keyboard tray, which seems like a tiny thing but should be so nice. Typing all day on a desk that isn't built for it just ain't that comfortable. I mean, I'll miss the finance people (where I am now); they've really "adopted" me and they're nice folks. But it will also be a good thing to be with my actual department. Plus, the fact that the new building's first floor is occupied by a public library doesn't hurt.... :-) Overall: so far July has been a little odd, but not as tough as it could have been. (It's the start of the new quarter so that means work has been a little stressful for me, and exceedingly stressful for M.) She hasn't even had to go in on the weekend yet this month, which is a good thing. Plus, she hasn't killed anyone over the phone, although I think it's been a near thing a couple times. Current Mood:  tired | | Monday, May 11th, 2009 | | 7:21 pm |
Ugh.
Got back from a (quite nice) weekend up in the DC area to find that our fridge has died. Well, not completely died; but it's comatose. It runs and hums, but it isn't cooling. Both the fridge and the freezer are around 55 F. Not good at all. It's pretty new so there's still a warranty on the actual refrigeration system. That's the good part. The bad part is they can't come out and fix it until Friday. Blech. J., who works with Megan, kindly lent us a dorm fridge she had so we can at least keep milk and leftovers in the house. And we do have the chest freezer, which most of the frozen food was in; so it's not a huge loss. But it's a royal pain in the rear. What a nice surprise to come home to, huh?! Yeesh! | | Wednesday, April 29th, 2009 | | 9:15 pm |
Mad recap
So - I haven't posted in a coon's age. Let's see how much I can cover all at once! ( Puerto Rico )( Since PR.... )And in Charlottesville we saw a bullfrog and a blacksnake outside the guesthouse (and now you understand why I love it so) - that really made my weekend. :-) Tomorrow evening I'm teaching an A&S class in choux pastry, which promises to be low-intensity but fun. I love choux pastry; it's relatively easy and when it works it can be really impressive. Other than that, I've been too busy to do much in the realm of A&S. Still working on sewing the Gothic gown, and also working on beginning to catalog the old coins my Aunt Lola gave me years ago. Pretty interesting, really. Last weekend M. and I went to the garden store and bought our yearly stock of herbs and various garden plants: basil, dill, parsley, cilantro, sage, 2 kinds of tomatoes, black & gold raspberries, and grapes. It was really hot, so we got home at 10 p.m., went out into the backyard with flashlights, and did our planting (and hacking-back of the neighbor's honeysuckle). Midnight gardening was definitely a good idea; nicely cool and no sunburns included. Only issue was the mosquitoes, and DEET is our friend. OK, there's my brain-ramble. Off to print handouts for tomorrow night's class now; just got back from visting with Mom & Dad, aunt, cousin, and cousin's baby from Michigan, and great-aunt and grandfather in Norfolk. (All but the last 2 were down to visit the last 2, who live in Norfolk.) It was great to get to see everyone; haven't seen the cousin since we were probably 10ish and now she has a baby and is...well...an adult. It's pretty weird, and I'm sure she's probably thinking the same about me! :-) | | Saturday, April 4th, 2009 | | 8:01 pm |
This is why yardwork is a bad idea.
I mowed the front & side yards last week, and finally attacked the back yard this evening. It had gotten long enough that it needed the weed-whacker instead of the lawnmower (since it's a rotary mower, anything much longer than normal clogs it up). Unfortunately, the first thing I did when I started was to hit one of the little brown snakes we've got in the backyard. I hadn't seen him (hiding in the chickweed around the stairs I guess?) until it was too late; and, also unfortunately, it didn't kill him. But it hacked him up good, and there was no way I could legitimately tell myself to just let him go and hope he would heal. So I got M. to find me one of our big kitchen knives so I could finish him off quickly, at least. Sigh. I like snakes. I'm glad we've got the little brown ones in the yard, and I love it when I find one while I'm doing yardwork. I bring them in to show Megan (and she humors me very patiently) and watch them for a bit, then put them back where they came from. I really didn't like having to kill this one. I don't even like killing bugs, most of the time. Blech. I knew yardwork was a bad idea today! At least the lawn is shorter now. | | 8:38 am |
Still Content-Free
Maybe someday soon I'll post something with actual content, like something about our trip to P.R. Or anything else. (I know, I keep saying....) For now, though, I wanted to get written down a recipe for chocolate coconut-milk ice cream I made last night. ( So, the recipe. ) | | Tuesday, March 3rd, 2009 | | 6:10 pm |
Gradually getting back in touch with reality...
...or at least, reality in a form that isn't just work, Megan, dishes, and laundry. I have been living more or less under a rock for the past several months, and I'm working my way out of that. So that's good. Went up to D.C. this weekend to see my folks, which was nice. Cecilie is growing, as usual, and so is Molly (who also got her hair cut - something is in the air). Got to hang around with ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) seebeesea, whom I don't see nearly as often as I might like, and got to at least say hi to mastshade, whom I likewise don't see nearly often enough. Also, of course, got to see seebeesea's extraordinarily extroverted cat. :-) Had dinner with my parents, saw Reid & Frances, and generally had a nice weekend. We beat the bulk of the snow out of D.C., drove through it from just above Fredericksburg to just above Richmond, drove through sleet from above Richmond to partway down 64, and rain the rest of the way. We got a little snow that night, and some ice (still not completely melted off the truck). We also got an hour off work on Monday, which I'm told is a rarity (for comparison, Ft. Eustis/Ft. Monroe opened 2 hours late). Megan, though, was at work at 7 since it was the first business day of the month - ice and all. Sheesh. So I suppose that's our snow for the year. It was nice, although I sure wouldn't mind a little more of it! Today's recipe installation: ( Clafoutis. )Never tried making this before, but it turned out beautifully. Leftovers were nice, although not nearly as nice as fresh (doesn't rewarm so great). But you can't beat the prep time; it probably came together in less than 15 minutes and that includes finding the recipe in the first place! Oh, and rapta: thanks again for the recommendation on the biobay tour. Didn't think we would go with them originally b/c they are pricier, but we got a real good look at the ferry schedule and decided that paying a little more was preferable to getting up before dawn on the second day of vacation to wait an hour for a possibly-absent ferry... Yeesh. So it was very good to know! | | Saturday, February 21st, 2009 | | 10:38 pm |
Oh and
For the (N-2?) of you who haven't seen me since mid-week, or the (N-3?) of you who don't know, I cut my hair. Like, short. For the (N-15?) of you whom this means anything to: slightly shorter than it was at its shortest in high school. Not green, though. Current Mood:  zonky | | Thursday, February 12th, 2009 | | 4:21 pm |
Help me, LJ-land! You're my only hope!
So, I’m hoping one of you lovely, smart, helpful people has a better grasp of Excel and/or VBA programming than I do. This is driving me absolutely up a tree. I am more frustrated by this than I have been about anything in Excel in a long time, just because I can’t figure out how to approach the problem, much less solve it. ( So here’s the problem, in gory detail: )Does anyone have any suggestions? At all?? Oh, and apologies in advance, if anyone is a real VBA-buff. I am sure this is inelegant. It's jury-rigged together; the base is stuff Megan wrote (and she has had just a bit of VBA training) scattered through with lots of stuff I wrote (and I have had absolutely none). It works, which is all I want of it. Except when it doesn't work. Like now. Current Mood:  aggravated | | Monday, January 26th, 2009 | | 9:12 pm |
So, I haven’t been online in some time. Things are busy, as usual. IB12 was this weekend, and it was fun; ran a bake sale to benefit T-y-D’s general fund (which just dropped some money on trailer repairs & loaner gear towards the end of last year) and made close to $150. Got to see and chat with folks, and got some dancing in the evening, which was fun. Also got some hand-spun linen thread from Julie, which absolutely makes my head hurt – she says it’s “just the parts that got too thin while she was spinning yarn” and she thought I might like them. Didn’t have to ask me twice! Otherwise, no real content at all, except for ( a recipe for a spinach tart I threw together last night. )Have to see about catching up on some back posts, and a bunch of back email…. I’m shamefully behind. | | Wednesday, January 7th, 2009 | | 7:27 pm |
| | Wednesday, December 31st, 2008 | | 6:12 pm |
10, 9, 8, 7, 6.....
OK, the countdown won't start for another several hours, but I probably won't be up then. So here's a pre-emptive "Happy new year!" to everyone out there. :-) M. and I were up in DC over the week around Christmas (well, not quite a week, but close enough). Got to see our respective families, eat too much food, and catch up with all the news and family microdramas, which is all quite traditional. Also had a nice little get-together Friday night and saw some friends I hadn't seen in a long time. That was a lot of fun; maybe I'll give it a shot again next year! (If so, I'll buy twice as much cider. That's for sure.) Megan got a Garmin navigator, which she absolutely loves. I'm actually pretty impressed with it, too - it's very user-friendly. It had a little trouble with the Springfield mixing bowl, but I can't blame it; everyone has problems there. And I don't think it was actually incorrect, it just didn't use the best route. Probably slightly out of date. The siding brouhaha seems to be over, too, finally. Got the check sent mid-December after checking to make sure everything looked fine once the repairs were done. I am glad that's over with. I'm sure there's a lesson in there for next time, but hopefully there won't be a next time in the near future! However, they were still a significantly lower bidder, which is good. And while siding wasn't something we planned to pay for this year, we had been saving with the realization that it would happen sooner or later. In fact, we were also originally saving to go to Shanghai in the summer of 2009 to see the eclipse, but we kind of scrapped that plan; travel prices were going up, and neither of us really felt comfortable spending all that money. We decided to hang on to it, and maybe go on a more modest trip instead. I'm glad we did, since (sure enough) the siding chose last month to give up the ghost. All that said, though, we are still looking at travel plans. We didn't exchange "big" presents with each other this year (i.e. stocking stuffers only), also with an eye towards taking some kind of trip. Why? Well, this will be the first year M. is in finance, so she'll be working on filing all the annual paperwork - and this year she will be learning it, so it'll be pretty crazy. It will all be over in mid-March, though. The plan right now is to take about 5 or 6 days just after that and go to Puerto Rico. (Visit the Caribbean without even getting a passport or changing money!) Beaches, a tropical rain forest, a significant percentage of the adult population that speaks English - it all sounds very nice. And there are some pretty cheap deals out there too. I think by March we will both really want a vacation. (Especially Megan.) (Who is still at work, by the by, and will be at work tomorrow as well, along with most of her department. It sounds like they are planning a pajama party with pizza for lunch, which could be fun, except they'll be working for the rest of the day. No thanks - I'll be at home, lazing around the house!) | | Monday, December 22nd, 2008 | | 6:32 pm |
Dear LJ: I would looooove to buy a copy of the video Let's Learn Judo with Vladimir. (I mean, who wouldn't?) But while I can find tons of articles about it, I can't figure out where to buy it. I've looked at Amazon, through Google, but no luck. (It may not be released to the public yet, but then again, it might. Hard to say.) Has anyone stumbled across it for sale? Also, cologne by Burger King. I kid you not. | | Wednesday, December 10th, 2008 | | 7:15 pm |
Junior Anthropologist strikes again!
All of this has me wondering.... I am uncomfortable with the siding situation because I don't like confrontation. Why is that? Well, even when I'm pretty damn sure I'm right (as in this case), I am afraid of the foreman (etc) coming away from the experience thinking I'm a bitch. Basically, I don't want to be disliked. On a rational level, of course I don't care what he thinks of me. Frankly, I don't think much of him by now - I have come to the conclusion that he'd rather cover for sloppy and deceptive workers than try to salvage his company's good name to a customer. But under all that, somewhere in the irrational part of my brain, it bothers me. More than bothers me - I'm afraid of being disliked. Why? Why should I care, even on a sub-level, if he likes me? Why should I even want it at all, since I have such a low opinion of him? I'm told this is a female thing, particularly a young-female thing. I wouldn't be surprised, but I have to ask - remember, my degree is in anthropology! Audience Poll II: Do you have this reaction - do you avoid even legitimate confrontation because you do not want to seem unpleasant or risk being disliked, even by someone who you don't like?
If you don't have this reaction now, did you ever have it in the past/when you were younger? Can you understand it viscerally (even if it doesn't affect you), or is it completely foreign to you?I'd also ask your gender & age, except that I believe I will already know that, at least roughly ;-) | | 6:48 pm |
I love Miss Manners. I am very irritated, however, with our contractors. Thank you to everyone who participated in the ad-hoc Audience Poll; we called our home inspector (love our AmeriSpec guy!) and had him do a partial inspection. He said it was overall in good shape but found 9 problems he said we should get fixed before paying. They ranged from loose caulking (no big deal) to several spots with no vapor barrier at all (quite significant). For anyone who wants to read boring and longish letters, here you go: ( Foreman's email to me on 12/02, addressing my earlier emails to him about the attic & other problems: )( My email to the foreman, Tuesday night: )( His email back to me today: )I admit it's a pet peeve, but his lead-in to his first paragraph makes me mad. Oh, he informed me that the slipshod work in our attic is OK so we will leave it? Sorry, he doesn't get to make that decision unilaterally. Anyhow. (That was on the inspector's list, too; inspector basically said he can say it's not a big deal but you paid for it to be done and done right - it wasn't, so they aren't done yet.) Anyhoo. ( So I sent an email that will hopefully reach the company president tonight: )( And last but not least: my email this evening to the foreman, which I also CC'd to the company president. )I am so ready to be done with this. I just want it finished. I don't need another thing to be worrying about right now. And I hate confrontations of any sort; they make me nervous. Oh well; time I learned to deal with it outside of work, I guess. (Working for CMC gave me experience with that, at least - I could do it very well while I was on the clock. Still difficult to do it on behalf of myself instead of the company, though.) | | Saturday, December 6th, 2008 | | 2:53 pm |
La la la....
Here I sit, with curlers in my hair. Yeah, curlers. Mostly pink foam rollers, a couple odd plastic rollers here and there, and one or two pincurls for bits that escaped the rest. (Plus far more mousse than my hair usually sees in any given week.) It didn't take as long to do as I thought, but still - I feel like a 1940s housewife. To contrast that mental image, let me present you with a link to something Aprotim posted about a month and a half ago. I meant to crosspost it then, and some of you have doubtless seen it already. But I wanted to link to it because he nicely puts into words something that bothered me throughout the last several weeks of the presidential campaign. Just because my politics differ from yours does not make me unpatriotic or un-American. I genearlly try to extend the benefit of the doubt to those I disagree with - I may think you are misguided or flat-out wrong, but I assume you are acting out of a genuine love for your country and a real desire to improve and strengthen it. I may even go so far as to say the idea you put forward strikes me as against American values or counter to the Constitution, but I generally will not call you unpatriotic or un-American. It makes me angry that anyone, of any party, would say or imply that the other party's supporters are somehow less worthy to be called American or less entitled to their view of American values. The fact that my values and my political leanings (my religion, my sexual orientation, my gender, my skin color, my age, my income, etc.) differ from yours does not make me any less an American. My opinion on America's future and politics is just as valid, and is just as much an American viewpoint. You are absolutely free to disagree - but to suggest that my disagreement means I am somehow less American is a low blow, and wrong. (This is "you" general, by the way, not "you" specific - to anyone reading this, or to anyone else.) (All this reminds me of my politically liberal, religiously Christian mother's anger about the assumption that either party - specifically the conservatives, right now - has an exclusive claim to God or to the support of any religion's followers. But that's her rant, not mine, and this post is already long enough.) Going back to the earlier topic, though: my hair is in rollers because Old Point's Christmas party is tonight. I had very good thrift store karma a couple weeks ago, and found a very simple Ann(e?) Klein dress at the Goodwill store near here. It looks like new after having been cleaned, it's red-plum, long-sleeved, knee-length, cut on the bias with a sheath shape and diagonal piecing on the front. Very simple, cut loose/flowing rather than snug. I like it, although it's not what I set out to look for. It looks a little retro, so I'm playing around with costume jewelry to go with it. I'm also hoping my hair holds the curls for more than an hour before giving up. My hair is naturally wavy, but so heavy that it tends to pull itself right back out of curls - but this time I've read up on it, armed myself with more mousse than usual, and I have high hopes! I also have discovered the Wine & Cake Hobby Shop over in Norfolk. Wow - so many things I didn't even know I wanted until I stepped in! The place is a tiny, cramped maze full of culinary gadgets, many of which I haven't been able to find anywhere else. For instance, they appear to be the only place nearby that sells powdered citric acid, metal ring molds, or cooking acetate.... Maybe I'm glad that it's on the other side of the water, so I won't be popping in too often! | | Monday, December 1st, 2008 | | 5:39 pm |
So the siding is in progress. Not done, mind you. It was supposed to be done before Thanksgiving, but that Friday morning it snowed and so they didn't want to work on the roof (quite reasonable). They didn't do any work Friday, from what I can tell, so I assume that morning when the weather was bad they decided to work on a different project elsewhere. Also, fine. Then the foreman was off the entire Thanksgiving week.... sigh. No big deal, but a little irritating. Last Thursday or Friday, Megan notices that the dryer vent no longer vents outside; it vents to the back of a sheet of siding. They reattached the vent about a foot away from where the duct actually exits the house. Oops. Sent the foreman a slightly peeved email and hung the laundry outside to dry. This weekend we were up in the attic and realized we could see daylight through the walls. In fact, there are several smaller spots and one large spot (about 2 to 4 square feet?) where there is NO wallboard, just the siding between the attic and outside. It looks like the wallboard wasn't in good shape and did not stand up to the pounding. However, (1) we asked the contractors to tell us if the wallboard was in bad shape; and (2) since they work from the bottom up they had to see this and must have just hung the siding over it anyhow. Foreman is not concerned about this, since he points out the attic is not finished and has a vent so those walls weren't meant to be insulated anyhow. I am a little skeptical. (See Audience Poll, below....) Then we began to look around, just in case anything else was off. It was raining heavily and we stuck our heads into the laundry room to see water dripping from the stove vent. Dripping quickly and heavily - more like a thin faucet stream. Dripping right onto the electrical sockets for the washer. So we flipped off the breaker for the washer/dryer and went outside to look at the vent; turns out they hadn't caulked around it so the water was running right in. Wonderful. Sent another email to Mr. Foreman. In his defense, he seems as startled by this as I am and is hashing it out with the subcontractors; I am surprised since this company has a pretty good reputation (BBB member & all that) and they said they have a history with this subcontractor. Oh well. It will get worked out. I just really was looking forward to having this done by now. On the brigher side, I joined Megan in her annual pagan-derived ritual of winter and rebirth. Yes, we decorated a generic-winter-holiday tree. This is a big thing for her, and I admit I have come to like the smell (a significant turning point since I grew up in an artificial-tree household). This year it's a Fraser fir, and it looks and smells very nice; I will have to try and remember for next year. Audience Poll, specifically for any of you with homeowner and/or home-building experience: is the foreman right that having spots in the attic where the siding isn't backed by anything (wallboard is knocked out) is no big deal? The attic is not finished; the attic floor is insulated and the attic walls (where the siding is) have vents that open to the outside. Opinions? :-) | | Friday, November 21st, 2008 | | 7:32 am |
| | Thursday, November 20th, 2008 | | 7:51 am |
Contractors who are prompt and get to work early = good. Early meaning 6:55 a.m. = less good, especially when the work involves loud, prolonged banging on the walls of the house. Work meaning walking around on the roof just outside the bedroom windows while we are not yet up and dressed = kind of weird. I mean, we have curtains. They aren't transparent, but they are translucent. And it's not unusual for one of us to bump them so they're very slightly cracked open when we're going to mess with the alarm clock. (we're on the 2nd floor and the nearest house is across the street, so neither of these is generally an issue). Not that I think any of the siding guys are trying to look in, but it's just a little... unnerving. | | Saturday, November 15th, 2008 | | 8:08 pm |
Now this is embarrassing.
By the combined efforts of myself and cossaccountant: I named 50 US states in 10 minutes  That's somewhat misleading; we did it before their 10-minute deadline. It took us a grand total of 6 minutes 20 seconds, in fact. You can probably do better. Go ahead, try. If you don't, though, post it anyhow. :-P | | Thursday, November 13th, 2008 | | 7:01 pm |
Yadda yadda yadda
Well, in case anyone had any doubt, I am not a bicycle repairman. A couple weeks ago, Megan was biking home from work and punctured the rear tire on something in the road. No problem – we buy a new inner tube, maybe a new tire if we need to, and replace it. Right? Wrong. At first, actually, we wanted to take the bike to a bike store here in Phoebus to work on it – but it’s a department store bike (got it from Dick’s Sporting Goods) and their liability insurance won’t let them work on those bikes. The guy sold me the inner tube and said it would be easy, though, and cheaper than paying him to do it. So I go home, take the rear wheel off the bike (this involves playing around a bit with the chain but that part was easier than it looked), get the tire & tube off, replace the tube. Looked at the old tire and didn’t see any real problems, so decided it was fine to put that back on. Went to put the wheel back on the bike and ran into trouble – it was out of alignment, or something, so the brakes were always rubbing against it. We were going to take it back to Dick’s and have them look at it on Sunday, but Tim said to just bring it over to dinner and he’d look at it. He and I spend the better part of an hour tinkering with it; he got the wheel on right (so the brakes didn’t drag it) quickly but then it made a rubbing noise and there were some questions about the gears. The gears had always been weird, in fact, and he adjusted the derailleur – now they are still weird but at least we get all 7 of them (instead of just 5). Tim’s end diagnosis is that the wheel is slightly out of round and the whole thing could use a basic tune-up, but that it’s definitely OK to ride at this point. Kind of irritating since we just bought it, but that’s OK. At least it means that I could bike to work on Monday and Wednesday of this week; I really want to stay in the habit of biking at least 3 times a week. And it’s kind of cool to play with mechanical stuff like that. Feels like a real triumph of learning over aptitude – when I was younger, anything like this did not come easily to me. It’s easier now (just basic life experience I think) but it still takes real thinking and lots of trial-and-error. It’s satisfying, though, to actually fix something and be able to see concrete results. (Or in my case, sometimes, concrete lack-of-results… but that’s a different topic.) I did also get a new headlight & tail-light, and they’re installed now, so biking home is not completely out of the question. The other thing that may put a pause to my bicycling plans for next week: I think I managed to bust a toe this morning. The little toe on my left foot, to be exact. I stubbed it hard on the bedframe, at a kind of a funny angle, and didn’t think much of it; but by the time I got to work it still hurt, walking made it hurt more, and it had a lovely dark-purple bruise around the part that was stubbed. Doctor Google says that the default answer for “Did I break my toe?” is “Yeah, probably. Tape it.” (If it’s a big toe or anything fancy – a compound fracture etc – then there’s more excitement; but that’s not the case here.) So I have ice packs, I taped it, and that seems to help a bit. I also wore heels today, stupidly, which is not helping at all. It looks like we’re finally moving ahead on the siding replacement, though. I am reminding myself that we aren’t losing $5k, we’re investing it. In the house. (Right? Right.) We did get three quotes, from basically high-end, middle-of-the-road, and small/casual contractors (all with state licenses though, so all qualified to do the work). Interestingly enough, both the high-end and the little guy quoted around $2000 more than the middle-of-the-road company. It appears that they are all using comparable materials, too, although tomorrow at lunch I meet with the guy from middle-of-the-road company to go over specifics. We had hoped to put off re-siding the house for a couple more years, but that’s not a possibility any longer….and while this still costs more than we’d hoped, it’s less than it could have been. Zen breathing. And it will be nice to have it all over and done! In far less consequential news, it looks like I may be getting to keep my office. When I started at the bank, the plan was for me to originally have M.’s old office, then to move downstairs with the rest of the department during a big reorganization sometime this winter. Perfectly fair – this is a nice office, windows, quiet, and out of the way, but I came into the deal knowing it was only temporary. But according to my boss, they’re thinking of hiring another person in the department, so they’d have to leave someone upstairs in this office. If it was OK with me (he said) I could just stay here. Well, it’s absolutely OK with me. I know the office has downsides – it’s not huge, it’s supposed to get frigid in the winter – but it has really grown on me. Plus, what I do doesn’t involve much direct contact with the rest of the department, so it won’t be a problem that I can’t just stick my head out the door and talk to anyone else. (“And besides, you’re young – if anyone has to climb the stairs twice a day, might as well be you.”) So I am cautiously hopeful; the fact that the plan changed means that it could change back, but I like to think it won’t. And in even less consequential news, I just part of a book in which the main character sits down to a meal of meat and potatoes. In England. In the 1300s. (Oops.) |
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