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A day's outing
Disturbed night last night, natural fallout of having to be up at 7:30. Taxi was fifteen minutes early and at the wrong address (seriously, what is it with 543 not registering as itself?) but we got that sorted and he delivered me at TO Western in good time, in spite of Bathurst being its usual parking lot. Construction on the hospital side, sewer replacement on the other, plus what I suspect to be a condo going up near the corner.
Saw the orthopedics guy who says sorry, elbow is too foutu for arthroscopy, wanna replacement instead? Umm, do I? You can't lift things when you have a replacement, something like 'no more than five pounds, 2.5 kilos.' And me having to flip mattresses and heft walkers up stairs so no I don't think so.
But being only a subway stop's distance from the AGO I walked over there, because streetcars are hard to get onto with a walker and anyway Dundas is as much a parking lot as Bathurst, and for the same reasons. I wanted to ask why my membership card hadn't arrived yet, and answer is, because they're going to a phone code but haven't got the bugs out of it and it will be available in November. Didn't ask them What if you don't have a smart phone, because they assume everyone does. But anyway, took myself to the AGO Bistro for lunch, at hair-raising prices for not much food. The waitstaff were all very nice but were not the middle-aged professional waiters of the Before Times, and the coffee isn't as good, and the cocktails were a tad uninspired. Also, the membership I got no longer includes the discount. That's for people who shell out $110 and up. The waitress gave me the discount anyway but explained that even if my ticket said membership, it wasn't the *membership* membership.
Succeeded in getting myself home via TTC and only screwed up once at Osgoode Station, asking the attendant where the elevator was when obviously it was the big square thing just past the gates.
However, the day's other downer was yesterday's mouse who bypassed the tiptrap (and just as well because you have to remove the beasties something like 1000 feet from where you find them, which I measured once as the far side of Christie Pits) only to fall into the plastic rinse tub from the dishes and drown. I should empty it when I'm finished them but for some reason I never do. Fished him out, bagged him, put him in garbage, emptied tub and filled with highly concentrated bleach and water solution. May buy a new tub as well. But at least that's farewell mouse.
Saw the orthopedics guy who says sorry, elbow is too foutu for arthroscopy, wanna replacement instead? Umm, do I? You can't lift things when you have a replacement, something like 'no more than five pounds, 2.5 kilos.' And me having to flip mattresses and heft walkers up stairs so no I don't think so.
But being only a subway stop's distance from the AGO I walked over there, because streetcars are hard to get onto with a walker and anyway Dundas is as much a parking lot as Bathurst, and for the same reasons. I wanted to ask why my membership card hadn't arrived yet, and answer is, because they're going to a phone code but haven't got the bugs out of it and it will be available in November. Didn't ask them What if you don't have a smart phone, because they assume everyone does. But anyway, took myself to the AGO Bistro for lunch, at hair-raising prices for not much food. The waitstaff were all very nice but were not the middle-aged professional waiters of the Before Times, and the coffee isn't as good, and the cocktails were a tad uninspired. Also, the membership I got no longer includes the discount. That's for people who shell out $110 and up. The waitress gave me the discount anyway but explained that even if my ticket said membership, it wasn't the *membership* membership.
Succeeded in getting myself home via TTC and only screwed up once at Osgoode Station, asking the attendant where the elevator was when obviously it was the big square thing just past the gates.
However, the day's other downer was yesterday's mouse who bypassed the tiptrap (and just as well because you have to remove the beasties something like 1000 feet from where you find them, which I measured once as the far side of Christie Pits) only to fall into the plastic rinse tub from the dishes and drown. I should empty it when I'm finished them but for some reason I never do. Fished him out, bagged him, put him in garbage, emptied tub and filled with highly concentrated bleach and water solution. May buy a new tub as well. But at least that's farewell mouse.