I shouldn’t admit it in writing, of course, but I left work early today. Really early.
Like at 2:30.
Of course I had a good reason. How could you doubt that? My reasoning went something like this: It’s a beautiful day and I basically finished the project that I’m working on (well, yeah…there’s obviously a problem with one of my queries, but that’s what tomorrow’s for), and I haven’t been rollerblading in a couple of days and there’s probably some shopping I could do and…and…
Screw it. I just didn’t want to be there. So I left and drove to the greenway to do some skating. Unfortunately, the greenway was flooded. Literally. Under about a foot of water. It may have been a beautiful day today (70 degrees, sunny, windy), but the the last few days have been rainy and gross.
Which reminds me. I still have to get my roof fixed.
I also stopped at Home Depot and looked at some lumber. This is about the third time in a week that I’ve done this. I have a corner entertainment center built in my head, and I keep going to look at the wood I’ll need to actually build it, and then I keep walking out without buying anything. Maybe that will be a Christmas project.
Told Cy yesterday that I won’t be going to Vermont for Christmas this year. Naturally, they’ve go lots of snow and I’ll miss it. I just don’t feel like spending 48 hours on the road and spending about $300 on gasoline, though. So from the 22nd of December until the 4th of January, I’m probably just going to sit around the house, clean, maybe paint, maybe build that entertainment center, maybe try to index old copies of the bridge (brass band publication), maybe go camping…I have no idea what I’m going to do.
The GBB had our final rehearsal of the year last night. I played well, actually. Can’t say the same about my practicing this afternoon (after the Home Depot debacle). The first movement of the Persichetti is getting better, but it’s SO FREAKING HARD TO HEAR, and I’ve still got that stupid flutter right around the second-space C. It’s frustrating.
Pulled out the trombone and read some duets, too. Lots of fun and I didn’t sound terrible. I wonder what I could have done on bone if Wasko hadn’t ticked me off in 9th grade. I’m much more comfortable on the smaller mouthpiece to this day.
“Chris” did indeed read my entry yesterday and now knows that I have officially said that I don’t want her to move. So she’s going to visit the school at the end of this month or the beginning of January anyway. Women, huh? Can’t live with ’em, pass the beer nuts. I’ve got a Quarterflash tune running through my head about 18 hours a day now. Kudos to all of you who can get that reference without having to look it up.
As far as I know, Mom had a biopsy of a growth on her pancreas and/or spots on her liver on Monday and she should have some results tomorrow. Keeping my fingers crossed for her.
Think I’ll actually get a decent amount of sleep tonight.