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Another Santa Clara Sunday
For some reason, I woke up with a lot of energy today. It's not like I slept nine hours, or had a caffeine IV running during the night, but I just woke up ready to go. So I got going.
First off, we had a lot of laundry to take care of. It ended up being four loads and I could do another but the towels can keep another day. This is another time my Army experience helps. I got very good at timing my loads when I was sharing two washer/dryer sets with 60 fellow soldiers. Kirsten handled a couple of loads, which was a nice break.
I washed all the hoodies and hung them up. We're heading into warmer weather, so my need for them is going to be limited in the coming months. I also started storing all me work rain gear and the cold weather stuff. Come Wednesday, I'll hanging it all up until school starts again. I still want to get storage bags to protect them from the ever-present dust here in Offhand Manor. Living about 100 feet from a heavily used rail line means a constant shower of dust.
The laundry well underway, I had to run out and take care of some errands. Two of my vital medications needed refilling and after that, I stopped to pick up the one thing we missed in our shopping yesterday, and I popped into O'Reily's for a new sunshade for Darby. Little chocolate donuts were snagged.
Driving around meant being able to listen to the Giants game. Today was a good one, the Giants ended up winning 8-1. Admittedly, it was against a really weak team, the Baltimore Orioles. But a win is a win. We need more of those.
Once back home, I finally put bags into the outside recycling bins, where I collect things for eventual turn-in at the local recycler. Filling them with recycling followed. Since I also collect the recycling from Kirsten's office, my runs usually net me between $20-30 a month. A little extra never hurts.
Somewhere in there, I did a final edit of the piece I'm bringing to my writing group tomorrow. This is the final set of meetings before the summer break, and I'm really starting to question what I'm getting out of it. I may look into South Bay Writers for a more professional group. Two of the panels I attended at Baycon made it clear I need a serious group focused on real development. I also learned that our tax return is probably going to go to a professional editor.
For all this hard work, I'm being rewarded with steak for dinner. Deciding to start ordering from Omaha Steaks was one of the best ideas we ever had. Amazing quality and great prices if you play their sales and special offers right.
In other news, a kilt has been ordered! I'm getting a cargo kilt from Scottish Kilt Shop. I now have something to wear every day at Burning Man. If I can talk my boss into it, I'll order one in black and wear it to work. As you can imagine, kilts are very popular on Playa for both comfort and utility. I still need to get good hiking shoes and break them in. The day after school ends I'm going to unfold the bike and start riding. My goal is to be able to do five miles comfortably before we leave.
We've also begun doing our food plan for the burn. Our usual Food Saver and frozen spaghetti and taco meals, and we're planning to maybe try something Indian. We have learned that this plan works best with ground meat. So we may call it butter chicken, but it will not look like it. We still have eight million camp food breakfasts stored. The funny thing is we both agree that our food plan includes giving up and going to the commissary (Kirsten gets in for working the event, and I am allowed to come in with a pass. It's always good stuff.)
There is still some stuff we need to acquire. Top of the list is a tarp big enough to cover the Free Trailer Beowulf. Our double-tarp kludge didn't quite work. Which means we're going to be spending time scrubbing mold this summer. Thank Halford I thought to insist on a full mattress cover for the trailer bed. Which reminds me we need to set aside two rolls of quarters and a Saturday to wash the sleeping bags, and where did I put my greatcoat? It needs to be drycleaned . . .
Ah, life. A busy Sunday and I still have so much to do. But for now, me and a fake beer are going to fire up the DVR and catch up on The Name of the Rose.
Peace, y'all!
First off, we had a lot of laundry to take care of. It ended up being four loads and I could do another but the towels can keep another day. This is another time my Army experience helps. I got very good at timing my loads when I was sharing two washer/dryer sets with 60 fellow soldiers. Kirsten handled a couple of loads, which was a nice break.
I washed all the hoodies and hung them up. We're heading into warmer weather, so my need for them is going to be limited in the coming months. I also started storing all me work rain gear and the cold weather stuff. Come Wednesday, I'll hanging it all up until school starts again. I still want to get storage bags to protect them from the ever-present dust here in Offhand Manor. Living about 100 feet from a heavily used rail line means a constant shower of dust.
The laundry well underway, I had to run out and take care of some errands. Two of my vital medications needed refilling and after that, I stopped to pick up the one thing we missed in our shopping yesterday, and I popped into O'Reily's for a new sunshade for Darby. Little chocolate donuts were snagged.
Driving around meant being able to listen to the Giants game. Today was a good one, the Giants ended up winning 8-1. Admittedly, it was against a really weak team, the Baltimore Orioles. But a win is a win. We need more of those.
Once back home, I finally put bags into the outside recycling bins, where I collect things for eventual turn-in at the local recycler. Filling them with recycling followed. Since I also collect the recycling from Kirsten's office, my runs usually net me between $20-30 a month. A little extra never hurts.
Somewhere in there, I did a final edit of the piece I'm bringing to my writing group tomorrow. This is the final set of meetings before the summer break, and I'm really starting to question what I'm getting out of it. I may look into South Bay Writers for a more professional group. Two of the panels I attended at Baycon made it clear I need a serious group focused on real development. I also learned that our tax return is probably going to go to a professional editor.
For all this hard work, I'm being rewarded with steak for dinner. Deciding to start ordering from Omaha Steaks was one of the best ideas we ever had. Amazing quality and great prices if you play their sales and special offers right.
In other news, a kilt has been ordered! I'm getting a cargo kilt from Scottish Kilt Shop. I now have something to wear every day at Burning Man. If I can talk my boss into it, I'll order one in black and wear it to work. As you can imagine, kilts are very popular on Playa for both comfort and utility. I still need to get good hiking shoes and break them in. The day after school ends I'm going to unfold the bike and start riding. My goal is to be able to do five miles comfortably before we leave.
We've also begun doing our food plan for the burn. Our usual Food Saver and frozen spaghetti and taco meals, and we're planning to maybe try something Indian. We have learned that this plan works best with ground meat. So we may call it butter chicken, but it will not look like it. We still have eight million camp food breakfasts stored. The funny thing is we both agree that our food plan includes giving up and going to the commissary (Kirsten gets in for working the event, and I am allowed to come in with a pass. It's always good stuff.)
There is still some stuff we need to acquire. Top of the list is a tarp big enough to cover the Free Trailer Beowulf. Our double-tarp kludge didn't quite work. Which means we're going to be spending time scrubbing mold this summer. Thank Halford I thought to insist on a full mattress cover for the trailer bed. Which reminds me we need to set aside two rolls of quarters and a Saturday to wash the sleeping bags, and where did I put my greatcoat? It needs to be drycleaned . . .
Ah, life. A busy Sunday and I still have so much to do. But for now, me and a fake beer are going to fire up the DVR and catch up on The Name of the Rose.
Peace, y'all!