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productive!
Nov. 15th, 2004 04:13 pmHaving lunch at 4 PM is always a sign of a productive day...
The most exotic thing I did today was to buy a half-kilo jar of garlic pickle at one of the local Indian groceries. (Which, by the way, did NOT have unsweetened coconut; or in fact *any* kind of coconut that I could detect. There goes that theory.)
The most boring thing I did today involved putting gas in the car.
The most exciting and time-consuming thing I did today was to take about an hour and a half to clean what could technically be described as a single window. The big front window in the kitchen has 32 panes, and cleaning the inside was merely time-consuming. Then I had to set up the stepladder behind the palm trees so I could do the outside. Luckily there was actually enough room to do this (sort of); but the ground is uneven, there's hardly any place to put stuff down, and have I mentioned the palm trees get in the way a bit? At one point I'd worked out a very satisfactory arrangement where I was stashing the roll of paper towels *in* one of the trees.
Purple glasses have been ordered.
And if that's not all scary enough, I just got a phone call from the nice relocation people - our stuff is turning up on Friday! Huzzah.
The most exotic thing I did today was to buy a half-kilo jar of garlic pickle at one of the local Indian groceries. (Which, by the way, did NOT have unsweetened coconut; or in fact *any* kind of coconut that I could detect. There goes that theory.)
The most boring thing I did today involved putting gas in the car.
The most exciting and time-consuming thing I did today was to take about an hour and a half to clean what could technically be described as a single window. The big front window in the kitchen has 32 panes, and cleaning the inside was merely time-consuming. Then I had to set up the stepladder behind the palm trees so I could do the outside. Luckily there was actually enough room to do this (sort of); but the ground is uneven, there's hardly any place to put stuff down, and have I mentioned the palm trees get in the way a bit? At one point I'd worked out a very satisfactory arrangement where I was stashing the roll of paper towels *in* one of the trees.
Purple glasses have been ordered.
And if that's not all scary enough, I just got a phone call from the nice relocation people - our stuff is turning up on Friday! Huzzah.
