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I love thunderstorms. We had one blow through this afternoon, and it dropped the temperature from 92 down to 76 in only half an hour. The humidity dropped more slowly, but is finally subsiding to something manageable. And the next few days are not forecast to rise past the mid-80s and maybe not even out of the 70s, so hopefully I will be able to write again!
I miss writing when it's too hot to properly think. :-(
I really need to look into getting an air conditioner. Except I suspect that will require me to get a new mini-extension cord with a three-prong socket and then move one of my bookcases to get it set up, because all my current mini-extension cords have only two-prong sockets. (They are old, I know. They were also free. Free trumps a lot of other considerations.) Dammit, why does every project require ancillary materials?
...Also I need a 9-volt battery, because the one in my smoke alarm just died this evening and apparently I forgot to buy a replacement the last time that happened. Nrgh.
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In other news, we did not get the weekly magazine delivery on Monday, since Monday was Memorial Day. We were supposed to get them today (it is still Tuesday until I go to bed, that is not a rationalization that I ever stopped making), but apparently somebody at the warehouse forgot to load our totes on the truck. *headdesk* There's like, eight or nine of them, minimum! They are not exactly invisible! Nonetheless, somehow they were overlooked (as was our pouch in which we send and receive various communications and paperwork from the STNC office) so all we got were the weeklies, like Time and the Economist and the New Yorker and stuff.
PM is going to be SO PISSED OFF when she gets in Wednesday morning.
Anyway, AO, BW, and I tried to finish a bunch of Wednesday's tasks today so we won't be quite so overloaded tomorrow. But even so, Wednesday is also the day we get our main weekly delivery from Elmira Distributing (and it tends to arrive at whatever will be the most inconvenient time; I swear delivery drivers are psychic that way), so it's going to be interesting. And a bit hectic.
...
Wow, I lead a boring life.
But that's okay. I know what to do with boring. An interesting life is just asking for trouble. :-)
I miss writing when it's too hot to properly think. :-(
I really need to look into getting an air conditioner. Except I suspect that will require me to get a new mini-extension cord with a three-prong socket and then move one of my bookcases to get it set up, because all my current mini-extension cords have only two-prong sockets. (They are old, I know. They were also free. Free trumps a lot of other considerations.) Dammit, why does every project require ancillary materials?
...Also I need a 9-volt battery, because the one in my smoke alarm just died this evening and apparently I forgot to buy a replacement the last time that happened. Nrgh.
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In other news, we did not get the weekly magazine delivery on Monday, since Monday was Memorial Day. We were supposed to get them today (it is still Tuesday until I go to bed, that is not a rationalization that I ever stopped making), but apparently somebody at the warehouse forgot to load our totes on the truck. *headdesk* There's like, eight or nine of them, minimum! They are not exactly invisible! Nonetheless, somehow they were overlooked (as was our pouch in which we send and receive various communications and paperwork from the STNC office) so all we got were the weeklies, like Time and the Economist and the New Yorker and stuff.
PM is going to be SO PISSED OFF when she gets in Wednesday morning.
Anyway, AO, BW, and I tried to finish a bunch of Wednesday's tasks today so we won't be quite so overloaded tomorrow. But even so, Wednesday is also the day we get our main weekly delivery from Elmira Distributing (and it tends to arrive at whatever will be the most inconvenient time; I swear delivery drivers are psychic that way), so it's going to be interesting. And a bit hectic.
...
Wow, I lead a boring life.
But that's okay. I know what to do with boring. An interesting life is just asking for trouble. :-)
