I have been tired and headachy all day, and seeing as how we have to go to Indianapolis for the day tomorrow and school starts Monday, I don’t have time to be sick right now. So I’m taking the night off and going to bed extremely early. Have a lovely evening, y’all.
Tag: life
Second verse, same as the first
Today was more or less the exact same day as yesterday– got up, went to work for a few hours, argued with no one in particular about my classroom furniture, got home, worked on school shit for a bit more. We met some family for dinner at a place that is traditional for my wife’s side of the family, and I think I am going to push back the next time it is suggested they go there, but “Luther didn’t like his dinner” is not the most engaging of blog posts.
So instead, I’m going to go read for a while. My suggestion to you is that if you have never heard Abdul el-Sayed speak, you should do some Googling and watch a speech or two. He’s been all over my TikTok lately and I’m starting to get serious Barack Obama 2004 vibes from the guy. I’m going to try to embed an appropriate snippet, but I’m not convinced it’s going to play nice with WordPress. We’ll see:
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It will not. So click the link:
Monday, June 27
I had a doctor’s appointment today, and after the doctor’s appointment, I had to run over to the post office to mail a couple of packages. You will note that the post office is closed on Sunday, and while it isn’t impossible, doctors that have regular appointments on Sunday are few and far between. However, since today is Monday, neither of those things were a problem for me today.
I got a call yesterday(*) that a medication was ready for me at my local pharmacist. On the way back from the post office, I drive past my pharmacy, and I did not turn into the parking lot of the pharmacist to retrieve my medication, because it was Sunday. No more than five minutes after leaving the post office.
I’ve been talking about renewing my teaching license; I decided to go ahead and get myself set up with my required CPR certification today, since I had discovered (unsurprisingly) that I do, in fact, need to have an in-person training where I interact with a CPR dummy and can’t do the whole thing online. So I need a class, and that’s probably best done before school starts. Conveniently, there was one available next week on Wednesday, on June 29, which seemed good, so I paid for it and then opened up my calendar to put it in my schedule.
And it was good that I did that, because it is, in fact, the 27th, and typically on the 27th of any month it takes two days and not nine before it is the 29th.
EDIT: You will notice that the headline for this post says “June 27” and not “July 27.” I swear to you that I did NOT do that on purpose, and now I’ve noticed it I’m leaving it in. My doctor should perhaps have checked for recent head injuries.
(*) JESUS, YESTERDAY WAS ACTUAL SUNDAY. THIS HAPPENED ON SATURDAY, TWO DAYS AGO.
TERRIBLE DECISIONS: Not this crap again
Remember four and a half years ago, when we redid the master bathroom? Quite possibly not, as I doubt there are a ton of you who have been around that long. Well, it doesn’t matter, because we’re doing it again! Turns out that the new/old shower leaked. A lot! Which was the whole reason we redid it in the first place– because the first shower leaked, and we replaced it, and now the second shower has leaked, possibly worse than the first one did, and now we’re replacing that, and I’m down a bathroom again for, hopefully, just a few days. They’re telling us they’re going to be done by Monday, assuming everything shows up– we’re still waiting on the door and the flooring but that should be in tomorrow or Saturday, and it’ll be the last stuff to get done anyway, so it shouldn’t be a problem.
The flooring this time will extend into the laundry room, off there to the left, and we’re keeping the same vanity and cabinet and mirror and toilet and bidet we had before, and we are hoping not to have to repaint. We have gone with a built-in shower because I hate tile eternally and forever; I love the fact that the only tile in this house that has held up is the tile that I installed, in the hallway bathroom, and by “I love the fact” I need you to understand that I hate tile and I hate grout and I will hate them until twelve years after I die. At any rate, we’ll see how the new look for the shower works with the new floor tile (it’s not tile, it’s vinyl rectangles, but whatever) and then we’ll see if we need to do anything else with color to pull the room together. I’m worried that the room is going to look a little mismatched with the dark woods but no more dark tile.
At any rate, expect me to be screaming into the abyss for the next few days.
(Oh, also, summer school is finished as of today, so I’m on For Real For Real Summer Break now for the next month or so.)
50
I appear to not have taken a proper selfie on my actual 40th birthday, but my brother’s wedding was in late June of 2016, so we’re going to let that one be close enough. Other than the beard, I’m really not sure I look a whole lot different, but who knows.
We are not really doing a lot to celebrate. I spent the morning reading, which is not exactly an abnormal activity for me, and I just watched Norway beat Brazil, and I’m really hoping to watch Mexico trounce England in a couple of hours. In between, there will be burgers and more reading. I am nothing if not predictable.
Oh, and because my wife is the greatest of wives and the greatest of women, I get to feed capybaras next weekend. Which makes this the greatest birthday since the one where I got to pet a rhino. I wanted to go skydiving for my 50th birthday, but it turns out you can be too fat to skydive, and I am, indeed, too fat to skydive. And it wasn’t by like 10 or 20 pounds, either, where I could have done some sort of crash diet thing; nah, it’s by a large percentage of a normal human’s body weight. So that’s not a thing that’s going to happen absent a plane crash.
I was also really hoping something horrible would happen to someone horrible last night, and it didn’t happen. There’s still time left in the day, though, right? Come on, little blood clot. Do your thing.
Whatever
Did you know the Indiana Dinosaur Museum exists? And it’s an actual dinosaur museum, and not a secret shrine to creationism, like you might expect from Indiana? One of my wife’s cousins is in town, and we were supposed to meet her and my brother- and sister-in-law there, and well, we did, but instead of exploring the Indiana Dinosaur Museum I got abruptly and rather disgustingly ill, and ended up spending most of my time either in the (impressively clean!) bathroom or the car waiting for them to finish the tour. Then we came home, cancelling the lunch that we were supposed to be hosting, and I went to bed for a few hours. I got up and watched France squeak by Paraguay, and … well, now it’s going to rain. There were no real plans to watch fireworks tonight (the Fourth of July has rarely been treated as much of a thing by my family, to be honest) and the rain would be preventing that anyway, so I’m watching it get dark super early and waiting for the sky to explode.
Speaking of disappointments, I was hoping for some horrible people to have bad things happen to them today, but it appears that that’s not happening either. I’m turning 50 tomorrow, and I’m not happy about it, and I really don’t know what kind of day tomorrow is going to be. I know I’m watching both of the World Cup matches– my devotion to watching soccer over the last month has been surprising even to me; it’s the only sporting event I pay attention to any longer, but I wasn’t expecting to prioritize watching nearly every match I could, and that’s what I’ve been doing.
So, yeah. America 250 is officially blech. We’ll see how Luther 50 goes tomorrow. What did you do with your holiday?
This makes sense
Perfectly normal, I’m sure, to wake up at 5:30 in the morning on a Saturday, finally drag yourself out of bed at 6:30 after giving up on any chance of additional sleep, and then to take not one, not two, but three naps over the next twelve hours.
My body is stupid.
How my Saturday went
Woke up at 6:30 in the morning, not because I wanted to.
Laid in bed and screwed around on my phone for a while, because to hell with getting out of bed that early on a Saturday.
Finished Kylie Lee Baker’s Japanese Gothic, which was fine, I suppose, but I don’t have a lot to say about it. I’ve read two of Baker’s books now and I feel like I bounce off of her a little bit for some reason that I can’t quite explain.
Finished a not-Lego build.
Watched the Netherlands absolutely demolish Sweden.
Went to the Leeper Park Art Fair. Bought art! I’ll post a picture once we’ve got it hung.
Did a really poor job at several online games that I’ve been playing lately.
And now I’m watching Ecuador play Curaçao, which just went into halftime tied.
Tomorrow my brother and his family are coming into town, so I need to spend the morning cleaning. A sensible person would have started today; I am not sensible.
How was your Saturday?