All times are EST and are approximate, not correlated with NIST or the atomic clock.
0633 daughter yells, "no school again, Dad!"
0633.005 semiconscious, I mumble: "So cool, iPad, hunh?!"
0839 dog barking furiously; "it's just Mom coming home from work," I mumble; it's not, I realize after hearing the doorbell ring
0840 kid with shovel asking if I want any shoveling done; "no, thanks" I say as a sleepwalker; if I were more alert I'd have made the investment; we often made money doing that as kids, up in the wealthier parts of Stamford, nto Old Greenwich
0852 breakfast; two Thomas' Toast-R-Cakes, tea with milk
0907 begin clearing porch stairs and our sidewalk and Brenda's; realize I must clear a spot for Beth
0907.01 realize this wet snow is as heavy as just-poured Quikrete
0907.02 to 0945 dig snow in street clearing space for a Honda civic; we are a one-way street; driveways are a luxury on Tipp hill
0947 Beth pulls in to the quasi-cleared spot, not far, but legal, from hydrant
0948 to 1119 with daughter's help we free or moored car and straighten it out; help Jack From Across the Street clear his white Chevy; look down the hill and see cadres of people shoveling all over or snowblowing (I don't like snowblowers); clear area around red hydrant; Ukrainian-Americans across the street yell at each other about snow removal
1129 call mom back home; suns comes out; snowing in CT; sun comes out there; during call my vision gets blurry, like the ocular migraine i had around 1998
1141 toast and tea; still fuzzy vision
1147 hard to read words while typing some emails; feel perfectly fine otherwise; still, a tad scary
1149 to 1229 lie down; can't sleep; disturb Beth as she tries to sleep
1230 wake up; vision seems fine; relieved
1249 eat leftovers from last night's supper: delicious galupki, roasted potatoes, grilled, sauteed beans and peppers
1257 drive ABK to reservoir up by Geddes Street; sun blazing; melting; from Bellevue Heights Church driveway, she climbs over snowbank, takes along trek uphill; meets friends; tussles with boy(s); watching, I am joyed and grateful
1313 actually I think I ate lunch around now
1314 to 1420 prepare invoices
1500 to 1531 call to DC, discuss June quality conference with EPA person; very good call
1547 prepare invoices to be mailed
1609 drive to Wegmans; envelopes
1710 to 1750 nap
1853 to 1924 dinner at The Black Olive
1944 to 1959 walk dog
2018 browse the Flapper blog
2118 to 2131 blog
No paychecks, no pierogi, no porn. That's my day so far.
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this is freaking awesome.
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