Vacation Day 12: fin
Jan. 5th, 2011 12:26 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
llcoolvadAh, sadness. The last day of vacation. I have a coworker who, every year, takes the entire month of December off, and returns usually around January 3. I don't honestly understand how he manages to drag himself back to the office after so much time off. I am just now starting to get into a time off groove, and bam, now I have to go back. It's NOT FAIR!
I do feel pretty relaxed. The holidays are over, order is mostly restored to the house, I've managed to get some rest, and I even did some work on a few projects. Still, I wish I had until next Tuesday off. Now that I've hit my groove and all.
Today a different coworker emailed me pictures of a kitty that needs a home. She's trying to convince me to take her, but I think Mom would be a better fit, so I passed the pics along to her with the kitty's sob story. Her name is Lola (she was a showgirl) and she's very pretty. I'm hoping I wear Mom down. The pictures are working, I think, because partway through the day Mom called me and said "Sally Ali is pondering your suggestion. I think she's intrigued." Sally Ali is Mom's current cat, who I think needs a friend. So here's hoping! I don't think we need another girl cat in the house, here. We have two already, and they're cranky old biddies. I think they'd be mean to pretty Lola.
Also today: got the ice maker returned (note to the universe: if you buy something online from Home Depot, they're totally cool with you returning it in a store. And here's a hint: if it's defective, they even refund your shipping costs. Even if you shipped it next day! Very good of them.). Got some lunch, did a little food shopping. And then I came home and finished cleaning the first floor (living room and kitchen) — I say finished because Brian had done a lot of it, like dishes, cleaning the catboxes, taking out the trash, washing the kitchen floor, moving stuff down into the basement, etc. I did the finishing touches like shaking out the doormat, washing the boot tray, sweeping, wiping down the stove, cleaning off the junk area over the microwave, wiping down cabinets, clearing off the table, cleaning off the coffee table, dusting, etc. Detritus collects, you know? And sometimes one must be ruthless.
So I did that, started some laundry, and settled in to wait for the landlord. Our stove is busted and our dishwasher has been busted for a while; I only told him about it in a note with my rent check, though, so he had told me he'd be over tonight to diagnose it. Well, it's 12:08AM. I'm thinking he's not coming? I tried calling and got sent direct to voicemail, so I think probably something came up. Still, a phone call or email would have been nice. I sat around basically all night waiting. Ah well. He's normally really proactive, so I am willing to cut him some slack. Once.
Brian was feeling poorly tonight, so we decided to get pizza. IM'd Patrick and asked him if he wanted to order with us, which worked out nicely. He came over for a while and we watched some TV and ate our dinners. And now Brian is sacked out, I'm bored with television, and thinking I should really clean out the office now to match the rest of the house. And because I need to use it to work from home tomorrow and my desk is piled with two week's worth of junk.
Maybe I'll just watch some more Wire in the Blood and then go to bed early?
'Bye, vacation! I'll miss you...
I do feel pretty relaxed. The holidays are over, order is mostly restored to the house, I've managed to get some rest, and I even did some work on a few projects. Still, I wish I had until next Tuesday off. Now that I've hit my groove and all.
Today a different coworker emailed me pictures of a kitty that needs a home. She's trying to convince me to take her, but I think Mom would be a better fit, so I passed the pics along to her with the kitty's sob story. Her name is Lola (she was a showgirl) and she's very pretty. I'm hoping I wear Mom down. The pictures are working, I think, because partway through the day Mom called me and said "Sally Ali is pondering your suggestion. I think she's intrigued." Sally Ali is Mom's current cat, who I think needs a friend. So here's hoping! I don't think we need another girl cat in the house, here. We have two already, and they're cranky old biddies. I think they'd be mean to pretty Lola.
Also today: got the ice maker returned (note to the universe: if you buy something online from Home Depot, they're totally cool with you returning it in a store. And here's a hint: if it's defective, they even refund your shipping costs. Even if you shipped it next day! Very good of them.). Got some lunch, did a little food shopping. And then I came home and finished cleaning the first floor (living room and kitchen) — I say finished because Brian had done a lot of it, like dishes, cleaning the catboxes, taking out the trash, washing the kitchen floor, moving stuff down into the basement, etc. I did the finishing touches like shaking out the doormat, washing the boot tray, sweeping, wiping down the stove, cleaning off the junk area over the microwave, wiping down cabinets, clearing off the table, cleaning off the coffee table, dusting, etc. Detritus collects, you know? And sometimes one must be ruthless.
So I did that, started some laundry, and settled in to wait for the landlord. Our stove is busted and our dishwasher has been busted for a while; I only told him about it in a note with my rent check, though, so he had told me he'd be over tonight to diagnose it. Well, it's 12:08AM. I'm thinking he's not coming? I tried calling and got sent direct to voicemail, so I think probably something came up. Still, a phone call or email would have been nice. I sat around basically all night waiting. Ah well. He's normally really proactive, so I am willing to cut him some slack. Once.
Brian was feeling poorly tonight, so we decided to get pizza. IM'd Patrick and asked him if he wanted to order with us, which worked out nicely. He came over for a while and we watched some TV and ate our dinners. And now Brian is sacked out, I'm bored with television, and thinking I should really clean out the office now to match the rest of the house. And because I need to use it to work from home tomorrow and my desk is piled with two week's worth of junk.
Maybe I'll just watch some more Wire in the Blood and then go to bed early?
'Bye, vacation! I'll miss you...
