yesterday, I . . .
Yesterday, I
mailed out some bills
baked bread
went grocery and toiletry shopping, which I'd put off for about three days longer than I should have
took two short CD towers, which I'd been using as an awkward nightstand for a few years, to Philly AIDS Thrift (now I'm using Great-grandma's sewing cabinet as my nightstand, which makes the bedroom look a lot less like a dorm room now)
did my three-hour volunteer gig at the thrift store
came home to find that the sewing machine had been delivered, even though the FedEx door tag from Friday -- when I'd been home all day but they didn't ring -- said that the next delivery attempt would be today
made a follow-up call about a school loan invoice dispute
made dinner for me and Eleanor ahead of time so that we only had to microwave it when we got home
Today I had to caulk the bathtub joint, again, and I've got some phone calls to make, a friend to meet for lunch, and sewing machine oil to buy.
Today I had to caulk the bathtub joint, again, and I've got some phone calls to make, a friend to meet for lunch, and sewing machine oil to buy.