Got everything done as planned today, despite waking up with an optical migraine which later turned into a head-splitting one.
Stacked by the front door all the cardboard from the boxes the futon frame and mattress came in, after removing the Styrofoam® and non-paper liner sheets. Put the rent check and the RMA bag on the front seat, pushed down the back seats and backed the car up to the front steps. Moved the cardboard a piece at a time outside, while using the sliding screen door to keep Spook from escaping. Loaded the cardboard into the hatchback.
- Drove to the community center and dropped off the rent check. Pisses me off they won't convert to electronic payments
- Took the mylar bag with the jacket which had a defective/way cheap zipper, slapped on the return postage label and put it into the chute at the Post Office
- Drove to the city dump/recycling center and recycled the cardboard (in other words, took it out of the car and tossed it into one of the clearly labeled dumpsters)
- Put the back seats and the bar which holds the hatchback shade back in place
- Drove to the car wash. Had to remember to toss the keys into the car.**
- Took the long drive to south San Jose to the recommended place for SNS nails. The nice lady was able to work on me almost right away, removed the bad shellac job from the previous place by soaking little pieces of cotton balls in nail polish remover, and wrapping the fingertip in foil with the cotton against the nail. Then used a metal scraper to gently push the gunk off the nails. Next came the SNS process, which involved painting a layer of liquid on the nails, and pushing the nail into a small jar of powder. The powder is brushed even with an artist's brush. This was repeated with a sealer coat, and then a top coat which was not dipped in powder. It feels stronger than the shellac, almost as strong as acrylic. She paid special attention to the damaged fingernail. No UV curing.
This place is in a new Chinese-centric shopping center, which I walked around in search of food. Found a bakery called 85°C, where you grab a tray, and a paper liner, and a pair of tongs, and go around the bins of baked goods and take what you want. Line up for a cashier, who has to have memorized all 120 items because there are no labels on the baked goods, and get checked out. The was no place to sit so I didn't get a drink (they have lots of teas and slushies) and got it to go. Down the way was a baskin & robbins, so I had some ice cream to tide me over (it was after 2 pm and I had not eaten yet today).
Home, took two migraine Tylenols and went to bed. Dropped into deep sleep for 15 minutes at a time, finally woke at 4:40, Spook was lying on the bed along my calf, looking at me. Close enough to pet.
Got dressed, went out onto the porch with some soda and the bag of baked goods and had a nice late lunch.
The Bees' Friend plants have started flowering, and there were insects which looked like small bees, but I think they are something else, around the flowers.
Just the flower, no insects in this pic
Back inside, set up the laptop and updated Norton, Windows and iTunes.
Watched some program on TV called In An Instant, which really knows how to draw out a 5-minute news story into a full hour. A man trapped in a corn silo, one would think in Iowa the emergency services would have the training and equipment to handle this, but it was a clusterfuck. Except the program made it sound like everyone worked hard to make a miracle happen.
Dinner was reheated stuffed grape leaves, which were not very good. In the can for too long, though they had several months left in the use-by date. Jimmy Dean turkey breakfast sausages (breakfast for humans, made from turkeys) were not much better. The frozen mixed veggies heated up good, though.
Somewhere in there I went back out onto the porch and tried to memorize some more of Iolanthe. "Whigs and Tories dim their glories" blah blah blah. :-(
**A couple of things about the Prius:
It is silent at stop lights, so the cars next to you seem loud
With the windows closed, it is very quiet inside. With the windows open, the car's shape amplifies sound from the outside
The car cannot be driven away without the key. The key stays in your pocket. But I still want to get an alarm for break-in prevention
Sewed the pocket on one of my cobalt blue shirts, the second one to have unthreaded on me. Spook was very interested in this process and jumped onto the recliner arm and walked halfway onto the TV tray while I was doing this, but she jumped right off when I tried to corral her onto my lap.
Plans for tomorrow (not necessarily in order):
Glue in my teeth
Put the baritone and music stand in the car
Get dressed in my band uniform
Band concert at 1:30, try to get there an hour early to grab my favorite parking space
Starbucks, read until 5, when Janice will join me. I have her old remote fixed.
Home, go over the Iolanthe songs