Mister Eclectic (howeird) wrote,
Mister Eclectic

Fair Enough

The one morning I was planning on sleeping in, the "crew" shows up before 8 am, and starts masking the windows. I was showered, dressed and drugged by 8:30, but when I tried to go out the carport door (the car was in the carport, and I had explicitly told the crew chief NOT to do any work there if the car was there) I couldn't because not only had they masked the door, they had pulled the steps 5 feet away from the house.

So I went out the front door, walked around to unhook the car, put the charger under the seat, drove to the end of the street and parked it.

Since it was too early, I decided to take mass transit, but I couldn't brain so instead of driving to the park and ride lot in north san jose, I went to the one in Mountain View way in the opposite direction from where I was going.

Changed rail lines and took a bus the last leg, and got there at 11, which is when they open.

The plan was to stay till late and see the demolition derby at 5 and take night pix of the carnival rides, but by 3 I was pooped and dehydrated and my back hurt. Very sharp pain, haven't had that in years. It's been sneaking up the last few days.

So at about 4 I left, walked across the street to the bus stop, but it was clear that the bus would never get into that lane because there was a miles long line of cars going to the fair parking lot. So I walked about 1/2 a mile to the next stop, and waited with two other people. It was a long wait. We saw three buses go by in the other direction before one reached us, and it had a strange thing on the reader board. The strange thing, it turned out, was it was not terminating in the transit center. And because it didn't park when it got there, and the stop is before the sign for the light rail entry, I missed it, and had to get out at the next stop and walk back another 1/2 mile.

Caught the train, then waited a long time at the transfer station for the one for my line. This time only 2 trains for the other line passed before mine came. And when we got a few stops into residential SJ, the driver ordered us out of the first car and into the second because he was taking the front car out of service. The second car was empty, so no problem. Until we got to the next transfer point, when about 100 riders packed into my car. It was very uncomfortable, except that it was mostly trashily dressed women. Turns out there was a Kenny Chesney concert in Levi Stadium. The all got out there, including most of the people who had gotten on where I did. Nearly empty the rest of the way.

But the delays were not over. Trying to make a left turn onto Central, I got caught in a never-ending red light as the increased-for-the-concert light rail cars kept the crossing gate down. I finally made a right turn from the far left lane and escaped.

Home, the crew had long since packed it up (it was still light but 7 pm). They are far from finished, but most of the main house is now a pretty light blue, and some of the trim is white. The doors have not been touched (they need to be white) and all the porch trim is still brown, as is all the top trim around the house. The lamp by the kitchen door is ripped out, I have no idea why. It's sitting on the side of the driveway with the porch furniture.


They have a lot of work left to do, I don't expect them to work on a Sunday. But I'll be up early anyway, just in case.

They're going to need me home Monday, though they haven't mentioned this, because they will need to open the doors to paint them. I'll email the supervisor tomorrow.

In the mailbox was a second notice for my Medicare bill, payment was sent to them the day it was due. It should have reached them several days before the notice went out.

Plans for tomorrow:
Tech Museum (drive this time) for free 1st weekend deal
Coffee with Janice
Not expecting any house crew activity, but who knows

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