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edenfallingFYI, for people who read me on LJ rather than DW: I've been having some issues with spam comments this week, ranging from penis enlargement ads to incomprehensible gibberish, so I have decided to screen all anonymous comments for a while. Hopefully I won't have to continue that very long!
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In other news, tomorrow is my last day of being in charge of the smoke shop while PM is away dealing with her father's recent death. I am both relieved and stressed -- relieved because being in charge is a lot of work, and stressed because, due to various circumstances (mostly beyond our control), we are behind on getting stuff done, and I don't want to dump a bunch of problems onto PM the minute she gets back on Friday. I ended up staying half an hour late today, and I think I may stay late tomorrow as well. *sigh*
Ithaca has not been hammered by snow like the more coastal regions of the Northeast, but we've had at least half a foot down in the lake valley, and I'm certain there's been more up on the hills. RE told me that Route 13 was hardly plowed at all beyond the city limits, which was why he was late getting in to work this afternoon. I was also late getting to work this morning, despite leaving my house a few minutes early.
Anyway, I wore my boots for the walk and carried in the ancient beat-up sneakers I leave at the smoke shop from the first big snow through mid-March, so I won't have to obsessively track ground conditions and carry shoes back and forth all the time. It would be simpler to just wear boots all day, but my boots are hand-me-downs half a size too large, and give me hideous blisters if I wear them longer than about half an hour at a time. I keep thinking I should buy new ones, but these are functional enough and have done what I need them to do for a decade now, so I never do seem to get around to replacing them. *wry*
In other work- and snow-related news, we had been hearing rumors that our landlord might sell the building. It turns out those rumors were true -- the building sold in, I think, early December. That had no practical impact on us until today... when we discovered that our new landlords had hired a maintenance team to shovel and salt the sidewalk for us! This is why local landlords (instead of absentee landlords who live in Florida) are a wonderful and beautiful thing. :-)
Of course, I will most likely have to shovel the sidewalks outside my house in the morning, but I have hope that someone from one of the other apartments may feel a burst of civic responsibility and do it for me. If not, well, physical labor hasn't killed me yet, no matter how much my shoulders sometimes try to convince me otherwise. *wry*
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In other news, tomorrow is my last day of being in charge of the smoke shop while PM is away dealing with her father's recent death. I am both relieved and stressed -- relieved because being in charge is a lot of work, and stressed because, due to various circumstances (mostly beyond our control), we are behind on getting stuff done, and I don't want to dump a bunch of problems onto PM the minute she gets back on Friday. I ended up staying half an hour late today, and I think I may stay late tomorrow as well. *sigh*
Ithaca has not been hammered by snow like the more coastal regions of the Northeast, but we've had at least half a foot down in the lake valley, and I'm certain there's been more up on the hills. RE told me that Route 13 was hardly plowed at all beyond the city limits, which was why he was late getting in to work this afternoon. I was also late getting to work this morning, despite leaving my house a few minutes early.
Anyway, I wore my boots for the walk and carried in the ancient beat-up sneakers I leave at the smoke shop from the first big snow through mid-March, so I won't have to obsessively track ground conditions and carry shoes back and forth all the time. It would be simpler to just wear boots all day, but my boots are hand-me-downs half a size too large, and give me hideous blisters if I wear them longer than about half an hour at a time. I keep thinking I should buy new ones, but these are functional enough and have done what I need them to do for a decade now, so I never do seem to get around to replacing them. *wry*
In other work- and snow-related news, we had been hearing rumors that our landlord might sell the building. It turns out those rumors were true -- the building sold in, I think, early December. That had no practical impact on us until today... when we discovered that our new landlords had hired a maintenance team to shovel and salt the sidewalk for us! This is why local landlords (instead of absentee landlords who live in Florida) are a wonderful and beautiful thing. :-)
Of course, I will most likely have to shovel the sidewalks outside my house in the morning, but I have hope that someone from one of the other apartments may feel a burst of civic responsibility and do it for me. If not, well, physical labor hasn't killed me yet, no matter how much my shoulders sometimes try to convince me otherwise. *wry*
