So it snowed A LOT yesterday and it finally stopped at about 3:00-ish. Today's a holiday for most of the region, and the bus was running wicked late. Waited for about 15 minutes. Then I got to work and realized someone had helpfully posted a list of the "Parking Holidays" - i.e., days when us poor schlubs who normally don't drive could park in the garage for free. So I *could* have driven today...but then that would have required cleaning off the car (and apparently shoveling - the streets were cleared but NO SIDEWALKS have been cleared off like ANYWHERE in my neighborhood). So, eh. It's a wash, I think.
I'll work until about 1:30/2 and go to the building that is my LIFE right now, sign off the timesheets from Friday and today, and then head out. I hope I remember to get milk on the way home (I even brought a shopping bag, yay, I'm so organized) - and that's the other reason to leave early, so that I get to the store in case they close early.
I do have a sore throat. And I've confirmed that there are several spots where the structural integrity (i.e., the waterproof-ness) of my knock-off Ugg-style boots has been compromised. Joy. But I can re-spray them, anyway, and see if that helps. I may have some sport shoe goo that might help seal the spots, too.
Gonna be a boring, quiet day, methinks.
(Oh, and I wasn't cast in "Nine" - but that's okay. I danced horribly, really. That's two in a row where I couldn't get my body to catch up to my brain. It's an unusual feeling for me. Have to figure out a way to fix that.)
I'll work until about 1:30/2 and go to the building that is my LIFE right now, sign off the timesheets from Friday and today, and then head out. I hope I remember to get milk on the way home (I even brought a shopping bag, yay, I'm so organized) - and that's the other reason to leave early, so that I get to the store in case they close early.
I do have a sore throat. And I've confirmed that there are several spots where the structural integrity (i.e., the waterproof-ness) of my knock-off Ugg-style boots has been compromised. Joy. But I can re-spray them, anyway, and see if that helps. I may have some sport shoe goo that might help seal the spots, too.
Gonna be a boring, quiet day, methinks.
(Oh, and I wasn't cast in "Nine" - but that's okay. I danced horribly, really. That's two in a row where I couldn't get my body to catch up to my brain. It's an unusual feeling for me. Have to figure out a way to fix that.)