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When faced with a finite deadline on a holiday weekend, do not tear apart your bathroom. Your problems will expand to fill every last bit of the time that you have. Having Saturday, Sunday and Monday before we leave for warmer climes, we tore apart our shower enclosure to replace the tub and surround. We're handy people. We could do this. Of course, this implies that we were given the right parts, could solder joints that wouldn't leak, and bought a RotoZip that in fact had bits included in the box. The good news, the tub is in, not leaking, and effectively does everything a tub should do. The bad news, we have no walls above the tub. Studs and insulation, yes, but no water-tight enclosure. We leave tomorrow. It will not be done. I believe we have in fact written it off. Of course, being our only shower in the house, things may become far dicier before we leave, but hey...it's only a shower, right? In the meantime, I hope you have a lovely holiday, and as many hot showers as you want. You deserve it.Labels: bathroom, trip
We never travel during the holidays unless we absolutely have to. Even then we keep it to car travel, since the idea of fighting endless lines at the airport fighting with surly TSA employees is not a way to bring cheer to our lives. That all changes this year. We decided on a whim to travel on Christmas Day. Vacation is going to be at a premium for me at work for the first couple months, so if we wanted to travel, this was going to be our big chance. Who knew you could get cheap flights on Christmas? Who knew you could get seats at all? Rental cars, not so much, but hotels and flights are great. So now I'm trying to put together a list of things to get done between now and then and to find something to read on the plane. Any fluffy reading you recommend? Or even not so fluffy reading that isn't depressing? The last book I brought on a trip was The Road by Cormac McCarthy. That was without a doubt the most depressing business trip I ever took as a result.Labels: books, holiday, trip
It's that time of year again, the snow is falling, people are shopping, and Beanie is one year older. Is 33 any worse than 32? Probably not. Though the number itself seems to have some heft. The spouse and I have been together for a third of it, and I've lived in my house now for a quarter of it, and it's divisible by 11. It's palindromic! But really, here's to another year of being the best me I can be. And the 104th anniversary of the Wright Brothers' first flight.Labels: birthday
Hope you survived your brush with bad weather yesterday. Me, I got stuck at work for a while for no reason whatsoever. I wasn't actually doing anything, but was told I could leave a whole 1/2 hour early. I put my foot down far earlier than that since the only one at risk in that deal was me. My car though was far better in the snow than I could have imagined. In deep snow it wants to float, but in slush and non-fluffy snow, the car is a tank. Takes off from lights with nary a spin. Me, I drive like I'm 90, but I think I need some more confidence behind the wheel. Still, I shouldn't have been out in that crap in the first place. Work from home? What a novel idea! Too bad I'm not allowed. I love being punished for living near my job.Labels: car, job, snow
It's the time of year when you're pulled in three directions as once. This week alone we have one holiday dinner, one firm dinner, and a holiday party. Throw into the mix work, a possible snowstorm, a bathtub to pick up, a trip to the bank, and I barely have time to eat lunch let alone get ready for any of this. I'd like to get my haircut before XMas, but that's probably going to have to take a pass, since I doubt I can fit it in. And the awkwardness of a firm dinner? It will get us out of work that night at a decent time, but I'm not looking forward to making small talk at a restaurant I'm not terribly keen about. I guess I need to look at it like when I was in law school...free food is free food?Labels: holiday, job, party
The weekend was a success in that we nearly melted our credit card. You know you're spending money when the fraud department starts calling. Why? We bought a big TV. How big? 60" big. Or as my mother puts it, "Will it melt your retinas?" Yes, I think it will. We had to recruit neighbors to help move the old TV. Because you know, while the new one is 90 pounds, the old one is heavier and even more unwieldly. You walk into the living room now and it's just a giant TV. We may have to move the couch back. My retinas are feeling squishy.Labels: TV
The deep breathing isn't working, and I'm seeing spots, so I'm hoping there's something cathartic about blogging.
I have a good memory. Strike that...I have an excellent memory. I remember whole conversations in detail. To commit these amounts of detail to memory require me to pay close attention. I don't normally take notes. To take notes causes me to split my attention and I miss things. I only write down names of people and an occasional number. This drives my boss insane. My boss can't possibly understand how someone can sit across the desk and not write down a word, yet remember all the details of what it was that they just said. There's been words exchanged regarding this. More than twice. I was just told yet again in an email about my shortcomings as an attorney because I don't transcribe conversations between myself and my boss. I had done nothing wrong. We had never discussed one particular detail that I had questioned, and somehow this led to an opening to hammer me for a quirk of personality. Somehow me being able to write down everything that comes out of their mouth will make me a better attorney. How about instead I actually get to practice law instead? I don't think it's too much to ask. I'm tired of being a secretary and taking dictation, thanks.Labels: job
The weather sucks, and I had to drive in it. But to make things worse, I have an appointment this afternoon that I have to nonchalantly leave for without causing any to-do. I can't see this happening smoothly. In a perfect world I'd like to take the rest of the afternoon off, but I'm sure that won't happen. So between the parallel parking in my future, trying to slip out to go somewhere, crappy weather, and trying to get the rest of the afternoon off, I'm slightly edgy. And this appointment had better be worthwhile, or the Bean will be Screaming.Labels: driving, job
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