April 12th, 2021

Monday

There is something very satisfying about the robot vacuum doing the kitchen while I do my treadmill. They each take the same amount of time and when I get off the treadmill, my kitchen floor is all clean and I've completed my required exercise du jour. That just tickles me.

Last week I found a great Netflix show called Worn Stories. It's an episodic documentary about what certain clothes mean to certain people. I wish there were a whole lot more episodes.

Today's agenda is gas and wash. I think I'll go down to Costco (about 2 miles from here) and fill the tank and run the car through their wash. I don't really need anything inside. I could just go in and walk around for the exercise and maybe I will but probably I won't.

I might pick up lunch while I'm out, and I will absolutely pick up my daily vaccination donut.

I have a few little household chores to get done but nothing big. Just a nice, nothing day. The ballgame is at 4 today.

There is a HOA board meeting tonight but I intend to skip it. I attend to offer help and historical perspective and to learn about things going on in the building. This board is not at all interested in help or historical perspective and makes it difficult and uncomfortable to offer either. They conduct most business via email and only report on the very briefest of summaries. On the up side, they move with speed that glaciers would beat every time so any disruptive/ill advised plans they have will never happen. I can only hope their continue that way. At least the management company we hire to manage the building seems to have their shit together and operational so the building won't fall down.

The Tree That I Hate is getting actual leaves. goddamnit. Bye, neighbors.

My hair needs a trim. Maybe I'll do that right now, before I get into the shower.

Birthday Answers

(For my birthday, I asked for Ask Me Anything Questions. I got so many wonderful ones. I'm answering them in entries from here until I get to the end. If you think of something you want to ask, just leave a comment or a note. Deadline is totally not a thing.)

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Where would you want to live if you couldn't live in Seattle?

If I got kicked out of Seattle, and had to stay in the United States, I’d go to downtown Chicago, but I'd leave for July and August. (The only time I've ever been in Chicago proper was on the 4th of July one year. I've never been so hot. It was miserable but I'd love the snow.) If moving out of the country was an option, I’d seriously consider West End Vancouver.

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(For my birthday, I asked for Ask Me Anything Questions. I got so many wonderful ones. I'm answering them in entries from here until I get to the end. If you think of something you want to ask, just leave a comment or a note. Deadline is totally not a thing.)

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What was your first pet? Siblings do not count. They should but they don't.

Hahahhaa. My first pet as a kid was a tired old dachshund who had been my Mom’s dog from before she was married. Gretchen. She was a sweet old thing.

My first pet as an adult was a huge mutt dog named Max. I had a fire engine red Opal GT, just like this one.

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The minute I’d get out of the car, he’d move over to the driver’s seat. I’d come back to the car to find it surrounded with people laughing their heads off at this huge dog driving this fancy car. This happened often. He was a character.