Fly on'na wall

Well, I ran home for lunch today.

There was something taped to the southern neighbor's storm door. I couldn't see what it was (it looked like a letter) and I wasn't gonna walk up on the porch to see. (It was gone - someone in the house took it down, I guess - when I left after lunch).

So maybe the city asked them to mow their lawn. I kind of hope they did. Not sure what they can use at this point; one thing I've learned with my little mower is NEVER let the grass get very high or else you either have to hit it with the weed-whacker first, or set the mower on the highest setting first and then re-mow several times, progressively lowering it, until you get the grass short enough. And as long as the grass is now over there I suspect it would choke a regular gas-powered mower.

I admit, I'd love to know what was on that paper....

back to grading.


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I have night class (well, FSVO "night" - 4:30 to 6:30) THEN I have AAUW. I had to go home at lunch to make my salad as it is the Salad Supper and then bring the salad back here and stow it in the fridge HERE because I have to run out of class to get to the meeting. And it's probably going to be a long meeting. I'm not terribly happy. I don't like Thursdays this semester.

at least when I ran home for lunch I made the time to do the rest of my piano practice so when I drag home around 9:30 or thereabouts I can just go to bed.

But yeah. I admit I sometimes have little sympathy for people who say they don't get stuff done because they're "busy." one of the reasons I mowed last night was because I knew that was the last night I'd have free for a while (it's supposed to rain this weekend, so I figured I couldn't count on doing it then). My days are like a Tetris game where I have to fit all the bits in.