I’ve got a personality quirk – well, one of many anyway – that makes me really enjoy plans. I’m generally fine with going with the flow when that’s appropriate, but if I’ve got a plan I’d really prefer to see that through. And I tend to get cranky when that plan is disrupted – based on a belief that the universe likes plans too and that disrupting plans usually lead to some degree of chaos.
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My room-mate is unhappy with the painting he did in the hallway of the apartment. It’s got some reflective qualities to it and didn’t spread evenly. He thinks that in some light it looks like aluminum foil. So, he’s making plans to repaint – which is too bad since the paint he got initially is fairly expensive.
I had a meeting that ran late last Friday and I decided to postpone the drive to my parent’s house until Saturday morning. Instead of driving, I helped my room-mate with some yard work. I think I would have preferred fighting rush hour traffic. 🙂
1. On the drive into work I saw a guy on a motorcycle. On the back, riding as a passenger, was a plastic skeleton (about 1/2 life sized) with long dark hair and the right arm extended. It was flipping everyone off as he rode down the highway. Oh, and the skeleton was surrounded by small american flags. So, you know, he had that going for him too. It was great.
The sound of the air handling system here at work has changed from what it usually sounds like – which is generally the sound of overworked fans. Now, it sounds like my washing machine at home, during the final spin. I keep expecting at any moment it will stop and a loud beeping sound will be heard – signaling that my clothes are done.
Two stories.
After the division wide meeting this morning, I hit the pool for swim.
I got my car back on Friday afternoon. It’s running quietly now and things seem to be back to normal. I’m still vaguely annoyed by it, but things could have been much worse.
There’s a noise under the hood of my car. Or at least there was one yesterday at lunch time and again in the evening. A horrible grinding screeching noise. On the way to drop off my car at the dealership last evening, the noise seemed to stop. But since I’d already made an appointment of sorts (they are booked today, but they’ll take a look at my car as soon as possible) – I went ahead and left the car and the key.
I had about 27 hours of clear breathing before a cold hit me – and now I’m fighting to keep a clear nose and I’m apparently snoring again. I’m hoping it passes soon, right now it’s taking more force to breathe out than it does to breathe in – which feels pretty weird.