OK, quick update:
1. For anyone who hasn't heard, I am now officially permanently employed at my job!
1a. Well, for a value of "permanently" that equals "until I muster the energy to apply for something better, and have the luck to actually get it."
1b. The downside of this is that K. and I am the only
temps left, which leaves our office with about two fewer people than we need to handle the current volume of mail...
1c. And no, the pay has not gotten any less $#!77y.
2. Peter was here over the weekend. Most of that time was spent building lego, as per usual (well, that and shopping for socks, since G. had forgotten to pack them.) On Saturday afternoon, though, we managed to go out for an outing with Sovay, and headed out to historic Concord. She has done a betteraccount
of it than I could; I will only add that I should have realized that, while chain restaurants are generally of dubious quality, small-town pizza joints are one thing that is generally worse. (Sorry, sovay!)
Oh well, Peter had fun.
(Oh, and: while he is probably better at lego than either of us were at seven, I reckon each of us could've kicked his butt at tree climbing. I mean, it's a thing he enjoys, but S. and I were each practically arboreal for a while.) (Maybe he'll grow into that, though.)
3. Managed to actually get two things crossed off my "urgent to-do" list on Monday! I
Given how long I'd procrastinated on both, I shouldn't feel accomplished, but I do.
4. This weekend will possibly feature a visit by Squigamunk (yay!), though that's gonna play merry hell with my other social obligations.
Well, unless she'd willing to help vacuum a ringing chamber, usw. We'll see.
...I should get back to work.Addenda:
2: In Concord, Peter wanted to play with leaves, rather than watch Morris Dancing (silly kid!). I mostly obliged, though he also spent some time chasing various other children (with leaves, o/c.)
The apple Sovay mentions in her post may or may not have been an exemplar of the famous Roxbury Russet
: that would make sense at a Massachusetts historical museum, but on looking it up online the fruits I saw looked more like a Golden Russet, so who knows.
3: Somebody bug me to make sure the Internet bill got paid.
5: I particularly wanted to get to bellringing practice this evening (especially since I thought I was supposed to be the token congregant when some Beacon Hill neighborhood association showed up to visit?)
Naturally, therefore, this was the one day my train got canceled.
Well, the one day so far. As everyone keeps reminding me, if this winter is anything like last--and people are claiming that's likely--this will be a REGULAR occurrence.
Bloody America. As I was saying to my roommate's GF this morning, "This is where I wish the country would get taken over by the Swiss." The Thurbo
kept running right through the blizzard of '06...