Two strikes

Last night I attempted to move anything embarrassing or incriminating from easy view, as my apartment was being shown this morning.

Upon arriving home tonight, I realized that I failed in two regards: my personalized notepad is still lying out with my weeks-old to-do list, #1 being "find new apartment." Also, my closet door was left open, presumably by myself. (I don't remember closing it.)

Hello, landlord and stranger in my apartment! Do you like my yarn projects and underpants?

Whirr

Tonight, it's supposed to be 65 degrees with thunderstorms. Meaning, humid. So, what seemed like the perfect, must-do activity once the sun went down? Why yes, bake a rhubarb cake! And then, since it's so hot already, why not run the dishwasher too? Thankfully I remembered that my amazing oscillating fan was stored in the closet, so it isn't too warm in here.

My day will be saved.

I had one of those days where everything was frustrating, and I was just fed up. I've been looking for small, wide mouth mason jars for eons, and without fail they don't carry them or they've run out. My grocery store trip tonight was saved - not by mason jars, alas - by my fortuitous exit via the produce section, whereupon I spied rhubarb. And then bought a bunch of it, as I haven't had any this year. Now, I will sit and watch Doctor Who whilst it bakes.

God, I haven't blogged in eons.

Changing tastes

I just cringed when, typing an email in Yahoo! mail I marveled that I liked the font. I look up and, oh, it's generic ol' Times New Roman. Otherwise known as the former bane of my existence. Does this mean I have to go back to using it all the time, that I have become bored with my standard Georgia font? Sad.

It must be Summer

I went to the Farmer's Market today, the first time that I've been since last October when Wade and Yvette were here. (Sniff!) Since it was so early (season-wise) and so late (when the market was nearly over for the day) there wasn't much there - potting plants, cut flowers, asparagus, and some odd flavored vinegar. I bought nothing.

After only walking a block from my apartment, I knew my feet were going to be a problem. I wore sandals for the first time today, but made the moronic choice of wearing the ones that have bumps on the sole. Usually the bumps feel nice - they keep the sandal from getting sweaty and sticky. But I always forget that I have to work up to wearing them, I cannot go from wearing shoes with socks for months on end, to suddenly breaking out the advanced sandals. It got to be torture, but I would not let myself go back home and change.

Now, I am afraid to look at the bottom of my feet. They feel like they're on fire, and I'm pretty sure I've got some baby blisters forming.

1-2-3

A number of years ago I had a nightmare concerning a Scottish Terrier. Nothing overtly frightening happened, just that I was going about my normal business when a small dog would walk up to me and stare into my eyes. I think that ominous music played at the time. It sounds stupid, but I still think about it from time to time. It was so odd.

My flickr pro account expired. It's weird to look at it and see that I only have 200 photos. It's just so bizarre.

I had a number of things that I wanted to do today, but I overslept and my schedule got all wonky. Now, I'm not sure where to start. Bleh. I blame the cold dreariness outside and lack of desire to clean. Hello, spring.

Three Fridays

Three Fridays ago, I turned twenty-six. (I can tell that I am getting older because I sometimes forget how old I am. Sometimes, I have to do the math.) It was frigidly cold and windy outside, in the negative windchills that night. I swung by my apartment to grab a few things, then headed right out to a restaurant for dinner. That night I drank a lot, and went to bed quite late, considering I had to get up relatively early for a drive to the Chicago-area on Saturday.

Two Fridays ago started out grey and rainy, but by the time work was done it was glorious - 40s and so so sunny. I stopped to get gas and washed all my salt-covered car windows. When I parked at my apartment building, I wiped down the inside of my car - dash, windowsills, etc - while the doors were opening, listening to music. It felt like spring was here.

Today I left work and had to brush off the snow covering my windshield. When I turned onto my street, the snow atop my car fell forward and down in big sheets, and I had to use the windshield wipers to clear the snow off. I determined that spring was not, in fact, here yet.

Things

-I have had a headache for nearly 22 hours. It's annoying, but at least it's not the flu!
-I have not had the flu for several years, so I suppose it's fitting that I got a case of it, bad, this year. Still: ugh, it sucked.
-I never remember that I shouldn't go grocery shopping when hungry. So hungry.
-Since daylight savings hit, it's light when I leave work! Soon it will be light for a long time after work! I am thrilled, and now I can take photos in the light! After work! Thrilling.