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I stayed up past 3 finishing that mystery that did exactly what I thought it would do, sigh. Slept for six hours and then suffered complete defeat of the will about getting out of bed. Went back to sleep at some point and dreamed of my godmother coming to see me at not quite!Bedford on a dank March day like the one actually happening outside. My back bedroom had a deck and wooden steps going down to the ground, and one of my Birkenstocks fell down it as I was saying goodbye to her. By dint of some Escher-like configurations my room looked in on the house next door-- in reality a good 30+ feet/ 10 metres away-- and its new tenants. That I did not sleep into noon was only thanks to misreading my clock.
After which I phoned three tree services to arrange estimates on trimming the cherry tree. One guy is coming Tuesday between 10 and 12, moan, and the others will get back to me at some point. I don't in the least want to do this at all at all at all, but it must be done and will definitely cost. Am feeling apocalyptic about everything so hell, let's spend money I may not have once Don the Con's shenanigans tank my stocks.
Once it stopped raining I went up to the tony wine store and bought a pricey bottle to thank SNDs for shovelling all that snow during this very snowy winter. When I explained what it was for, the clerk opined that it was very nice of me, which well. Not really: it's just the law of equivalent exchange that five years in Japan dinned into me. Or maybe it was something in my anglo TO upbringing, which I wouldn't notice because, well, that was simply the way the world worked. So I was confused by American roommates who didn't have the reflex that if you get you have to give. One of them did get set straight by her Japanese acquaintance but it was clear that the idea was completely new to her.
Now I just have to wait for the SNDs to be home. Oliver was zooming about the yard today in his doggie snowsuit, but I haven't seen him at all this week.
After which I phoned three tree services to arrange estimates on trimming the cherry tree. One guy is coming Tuesday between 10 and 12, moan, and the others will get back to me at some point. I don't in the least want to do this at all at all at all, but it must be done and will definitely cost. Am feeling apocalyptic about everything so hell, let's spend money I may not have once Don the Con's shenanigans tank my stocks.
Once it stopped raining I went up to the tony wine store and bought a pricey bottle to thank SNDs for shovelling all that snow during this very snowy winter. When I explained what it was for, the clerk opined that it was very nice of me, which well. Not really: it's just the law of equivalent exchange that five years in Japan dinned into me. Or maybe it was something in my anglo TO upbringing, which I wouldn't notice because, well, that was simply the way the world worked. So I was confused by American roommates who didn't have the reflex that if you get you have to give. One of them did get set straight by her Japanese acquaintance but it was clear that the idea was completely new to her.
Now I just have to wait for the SNDs to be home. Oliver was zooming about the yard today in his doggie snowsuit, but I haven't seen him at all this week.