"Vacation" #1, Days 1 & 2 (plus Saturday and Sunday)
My “vacation” so far....
Saturday:
1). Ordered FIOS.
2). Realized my living room wasn’t set up to include a television.
4). Begged all of you to tell me what television I should buy.
3). Decided where everything should go.
5). Moved a single chair.
Sunday:
1). Swept floor.
2). Moved the plants. All of them. :P
3). Swept the floor again.
4). Moved the vintage cabinet that will become the TV stand.
5). Moved the sofa.
6). Swept the floor again.
7). Stayed up till 4:45 a.m. making dozens of plans and executing one of them.
Monday:
1). Swept floor again.
2). Replaced the “homemade” console table with two low bookcases.
3). Swept the floor again.
4). Armed with everyone’s advice, went shopping for a TV.
5). Came home empty-handed and bought a TV on Amazon. (I didn’t get the Samsung, but if I get a second set, that’s the one.)
Today:
0.5). Awakened well before 5 a.m. by fire alarm that wouldn’t shut off. Convinced to drag myself out of bed by voices in the corridor and fists pounding on my door. Security guards assured me that the building wasn’t burning to the ground but wondered was I cooking something in your sleep. I wasn’t. “Go back to bed,” he said. “You look like you really need it.” As if I could sleep through the alarm that went on for another ten minutes after that, went off for three blissfully quiet minutes, then came back on for another thirty seconds.
1). Swept the floor again.
2). Dismantled the computer and its accessories.
3). Swept the floor again, shoved two of the rugs I didn’t wash yesterday under the (heavy as hell) antique desk.
4). Moved the (heavy as hell) antique desk.
5). Moved and set up the computer and its accessories.
6). Swept the floor that used to be under the (heavy as hell) antique desk. Repeat 5X.
7). Realized floor that used to be under the (heavy as hell) antique desk wasn’t going to get any cleaner without a mop and a scrub brush.
8). Waited for friend who was supposed to help move the (heavy as hell) antique desk (that he used to own) to arrive.
9). Watched friend sweep the floor that used to be under the (heavy as hell) antique desk (that he used to own).
10). Watched friend mop the floor that used to be under the (heavy as hell) antique desk (that he used to own).
11). Got on knees and helped friend scrub the floor that used to be under the (heavy as hell) antique desk (that he used to own).
12). With friend’s help, moved rectangular glass tabletop to the space that used to hold the (heavy as hell) antique desk. (Decided not to move the legs because I don’t want to keep such a huge table.)
13). With friend’s help, moved six more chairs. Decided I didn’t like where they were, but was too exhausted to move them again.
14). With friend’s help, set up square-ish (rounded edges) glass tabletop that’s considerably smaller than the rectangular one. Decided I don’t like it, either, but I’ve only got one more (yes, I have THREE glass tabletops of different sizes and shapes), and it’s nearly as big as the first one and octagonal. (Didn’t tell friend I hate the table.)
15). Thanked friend (who wanted to assemble my three remaining 6-foot bookcases) and told him I was done for the day.
16). Collapsed.
Stay tuned for tomorrow when my TV may or may not arrive and for Friday when Verizon may or may not install FIOS (a process they tell me can take up to six to eight hours, wtf?!?!?!?!).
Saturday:
1). Ordered FIOS.
2). Realized my living room wasn’t set up to include a television.
4). Begged all of you to tell me what television I should buy.
3). Decided where everything should go.
5). Moved a single chair.
Sunday:
1). Swept floor.
2). Moved the plants. All of them. :P
3). Swept the floor again.
4). Moved the vintage cabinet that will become the TV stand.
5). Moved the sofa.
6). Swept the floor again.
7). Stayed up till 4:45 a.m. making dozens of plans and executing one of them.
Monday:
1). Swept floor again.
2). Replaced the “homemade” console table with two low bookcases.
3). Swept the floor again.
4). Armed with everyone’s advice, went shopping for a TV.
5). Came home empty-handed and bought a TV on Amazon. (I didn’t get the Samsung, but if I get a second set, that’s the one.)
Today:
0.5). Awakened well before 5 a.m. by fire alarm that wouldn’t shut off. Convinced to drag myself out of bed by voices in the corridor and fists pounding on my door. Security guards assured me that the building wasn’t burning to the ground but wondered was I cooking something in your sleep. I wasn’t. “Go back to bed,” he said. “You look like you really need it.” As if I could sleep through the alarm that went on for another ten minutes after that, went off for three blissfully quiet minutes, then came back on for another thirty seconds.
1). Swept the floor again.
2). Dismantled the computer and its accessories.
3). Swept the floor again, shoved two of the rugs I didn’t wash yesterday under the (heavy as hell) antique desk.
4). Moved the (heavy as hell) antique desk.
5). Moved and set up the computer and its accessories.
6). Swept the floor that used to be under the (heavy as hell) antique desk. Repeat 5X.
7). Realized floor that used to be under the (heavy as hell) antique desk wasn’t going to get any cleaner without a mop and a scrub brush.
8). Waited for friend who was supposed to help move the (heavy as hell) antique desk (that he used to own) to arrive.
9). Watched friend sweep the floor that used to be under the (heavy as hell) antique desk (that he used to own).
10). Watched friend mop the floor that used to be under the (heavy as hell) antique desk (that he used to own).
11). Got on knees and helped friend scrub the floor that used to be under the (heavy as hell) antique desk (that he used to own).
12). With friend’s help, moved rectangular glass tabletop to the space that used to hold the (heavy as hell) antique desk. (Decided not to move the legs because I don’t want to keep such a huge table.)
13). With friend’s help, moved six more chairs. Decided I didn’t like where they were, but was too exhausted to move them again.
14). With friend’s help, set up square-ish (rounded edges) glass tabletop that’s considerably smaller than the rectangular one. Decided I don’t like it, either, but I’ve only got one more (yes, I have THREE glass tabletops of different sizes and shapes), and it’s nearly as big as the first one and octagonal. (Didn’t tell friend I hate the table.)
15). Thanked friend (who wanted to assemble my three remaining 6-foot bookcases) and told him I was done for the day.
16). Collapsed.
Stay tuned for tomorrow when my TV may or may not arrive and for Friday when Verizon may or may not install FIOS (a process they tell me can take up to six to eight hours, wtf?!?!?!?!).