It happened again, but I managed to get something done

We didn’t have bus service again this evening, this time just after 1800. I only traveled a bit over a mile to get my toes done and a haircut, but I was also supposed to deposit a check and get some cash to pay the lawn guy, which I could have done if the bus had come so I could use the ATM at the bank. Now my toes are great, and my hairs are cut, but I had to walk almost a mile to get home because I walked for almost 40 minutes just to get to the bus stop I would have gotten off at. This was about ²/₃ of a mile from the nail place and barbershop and another 0.4 mile from home. This makes either 2 or 3 times I tried to catch the 513 after 1800 and no bus. And also no bus coming for the next schedule, because I would have seen it coming before I got off the main road for the 0.4 mile trip to the house.

And I should say that by the time this gets posted “this evening” will be “last evening”.

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Happy Imbolc

OK people, today is Imbolc, the first celebration of Spring, actually Impending Spring. The name is derived from a word that means “first milk” when lambing ewes started lactating in preparation for the new lambs. Traditionally I get my first haircut sometime between today and Valentine’s Day because I don’t have any sheep to shear, and because after leaving it grow all winter I really needed a haircut by now. Well I still need a haircut, and I’ll probably get one “soon”.

Other news I really need to make a trip to the nail salon and get my toes done as I’m getting caught in the sheets again unless I wear socks to bed. We have an extra blanket on the foot of the bed to keep toes from getting cold so wearing socks to bed is just redundant.

And I found the path to get back to my old comfortable composing page, so I don’t have to jump through multiple hoops just to create a post. Seriously, what they are doing is not unlike reinventing the hammer and saw every few years and expecting carpenters to know how to build houses in spite of not knowing how the new tools work. Seriously, all I want is to be able to type what I want into the page and be able to do italics, underline, and strikethrough as tools to lend emotional context to my text. and be able to edit the width of the pictures to match the width of the columns of text. Let me test that one.

Well everything works the way it did before, as you can see. So nice to not have to learn how to use a hammer-saw-brush to make posts, and have tools that do what I want them to do. I just wish someone would ask before changing and getting rid of the tools I have been using, especially since there was no notice of how these new tools worked, or how to use them to do what the old tools did.

Wasted shower, wasted day

I got a late start because I spent about 2 hours (best guess) waiting for the white allergy film to clear from my eyes so I could walk to the bathroom and pass water. My alarm was set for noon so I could use a PM pass to get things done and get home in time for dinner. I needed to get stuff from the hardware store, make an appointment to get my toes done, and maybe make an appointment to get this shaggy mop trimmed.

But I got a late start and just missed catching the 1725 schedule bus after I finished showering and drying (with my pelt drying after a shower is a massive undertaking). I set the alarm so I would leave in time for the 1755 schedule and just as I got to the bus stop I noticed I forgot my mask and no mask, no bus ride. The next bus wasn’t until 1847 which was way too late to get back in time for dinner. To be honest the 1755 schedule was too late to get back in time for dinner but I’m used to eating late dinners.

Part of the problem is I’m still waiting for that promised gig now that the Far East is opening back up again. That means I’m waiting for a file dump that t the earliest won’t happen until 0100 and usually hits about 0400, so I’m getting to bedsleep about 0500 to 0600. I usually don’t wake up until 1300 or 1400, sometimes later because I get disturbed several times a “night” because my “night” is Mrs. the Poet’s morning. I don’t know how I can work around this.

Now I’m thinking about how the door bumper needs to be installed. Strongly thinking about using the door instead of the baseboards, because the baseboards cause a slight torque from the bumper being installed at an angle…