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Monday, March 30, 2009

A (Quasi) Day Off

I'm technically off today, but I am going into the office in the morning to attend at least part of our bi-weekly staff meeting. Why do I even do it? I'm not sure. The cheap and easy thing would be to blame Catholic guilt...one of the truly elemental forces in the universe, right up there with gravity, inertia and Jewish guilt. Anyway, I'll go in and make my contribution, hopefully have the foresight to get in a workout and then take the rest of the day off. I also have an email from Compliance to respond to, so I might as well take care of that while I am at it.

As for the rest of today, I have to pay my mother's garbage fee for 2009 and go over to her house to fix some blinds. Did I mention how much of a factor Catholic guilt is in my life?

I also have tomorrow off as well, and that will be a "real" day off...no going into the office or checking email. I have to get my outside water line replaced, so I'll (if I'm smart...and the jury is still out on that) get the parts list this afternoon, get everything I need tomorrow and then install it all tomorrow morning. I normally don't like to do plumbing, but I really don't want to spend the money on a plumber, and besides, this is all screw-together stuff anyway. I just need to figure out what I want to do first. I've had to replace this every few years, as the parts tend to rot/rust. This time around I'm probably going to use Rustolium or some similar product to coat everything before I install it Hopefully that will make it last more than a season or so. This is actually a pretty important small project, as I need the outside hose for things like car washing, watering plants, etc. I am nothing if not domestic.

Other things I could be doing? Well, the list is endless. I really do want to clean out a spot in the basement for a new freezer. The one we have is so old and small, and is no doubt very energy inefficient. Maybe I'll do that tomorrow while I am waiting for parts to dry, etc. Part of the turn-off down there is that it, well, smells of cat. I know, I know, that's what I get for having so damn many of them, but still it stinks. That's life though, although being a "cat rancher" was never something I ever wanted myself.

Well I suppose I should get some other things ready here and get the day started. No time like the present I suspect.

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