Today: My chill was harshed.
Monday, July 08, 2013
I did my Monday run this morning. It was hot again. I kept it slow. I was careful crossing.
About halfway through I noticed something.
There sure were a lot of cars out there today. Isn't everybody supposed to be down the ocean this week? Where did they all come from? And if they aren't down the ocean, why aren't they at work. Why are they harshing my chill when I want to cross?
I did a lot of that looking pist. 'Cause I ain't no jogger.
I got home and continued to get the laundry done. After lunch I tried to turn my attention to one of my many project.
That's when Mike came down and further harshed my chill just as I was getting my brain wrapped around things. Mike had to be at the airport in about two hours to go home to LA and his phone picked that time to simply die. No screen but calls were coming in. Weird. But we had to dash off to the Apple store to get it fixed or replaced, like RIGHT NOW! Since the phone was out of warranty and Mike was out of money Dad had to pay for it. Grrrr. But that really broke up my day.
I was sooooo careful about cutting blocks and drilling dowel holes. Everything was square and flush and when I tried to put the box I had just put together in the space it was built for ... it was fully three inches wrong.
My only guess was that when I did all the measuring and writing down dimensions, it was before dinner. It doesn't matter how careful you are about cutting and drilling if you measured wrong in the first place.
That harshed my chill again.
Nah. Too late. I was totally beyond being chilled by then.
I suppose a visit to the gym would be a stress reducer, but so would just enjoying the baseball game on TV.
But noooo. It's the bottom of the 9th and they are down by three runs.
Tomorrow is another day. No running. Mike will be in Los Angeles. I have all new measurement for my box and I will be well fed when I start to use electrical cutting tools.