I felt like I ran from pretty much when I woke until dinner today. Of course, I’ve sat on my ass for most of the four days, so my perceptions are likely skewed.
This morning I dropped the boys off at school. We left early, for once, and I had time to drop books off at the library and pick up some cash before drop-off. I returned home with time to spare before Stein’s opened. I drove backroads while cranking the new DBT. Stein’s was in the midst of their huge clearance sale, so I picked up a new table fountain for work and five plants. After I arrived at work I set up the new fountain and repotted the plants. I’ve moved all the plants from the lower floors to the main classroom. The dumbasses who kept opening windows next to the tropical plants killed off too many of my charges. While my hands worked the dirt Mary visited. We chatted for a while about heliotropic breathing and her trip out west. Mary always calms me. After she left I did the office-rounds, organized my steno, and answered emails. At 12:30PM I tore out of the office, stopped at the library to pick up the Seneca I requested, and got my hair cut. I don’t know if I can sound like a bigger idiot than when I’m trying to describe how I want my hair cut. I might as well just say “do whatever you want, just don’t make me look stupid.” Anyway, the haircut person was friendly, although young and frail, and we got along fine. I don’t feel obligated to small-talk while someone cuts my hair. I don’t want them to feel obligated, either. I’m ok. Cut away.
After the haircut I worked out while watching the “Office Olympics” episode of “The Office.” I showered, checked email, then tore off again to pick up the boys from school. After a brief return home T and I left for drum lessons. While he was in the drum room I hit Target for M’s weights and an exercise ball. We had fake burgers for dinner. I had to taunt S into eating his corn…kind of fun, actually.
Ok, three days of meetings ahead…I forgot to mention, Stars of the Lid are playing Chicago in April. Can’t wait.
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
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Count me in for the Stars of the Lid show, although I've never heard of the Lakeshore Theatre. Also, It was my old punk rock buddy John from LA who recommended the Seneca, not me, but I happened to run a copy of "On the Shortness of Life" (which happens to be fairly short) on the internet, printed it up, and am now reading it on the train. We'll have to compare notes.
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