Yesterday was one hell of a day, including just missing my afternoon direct flight on account of misremembering the flight time and making the mistake of trying Metro to the airport because of my new rollerbag meaning that it wouldn't suck to do so.
Silver lining is that at one point I had gone upstairs at Archives to check how long it would take to get to DCA once the yellow line train came, and the green line had come and the newly empty benches still included one little pink bag. The doors were still open so when I held it up and yelled, "does this belong to anyone?" the anyone in question turned out to be one of the high school girls who had told me that I'd just missed Yellow on my arrival, and I think the conductor held the doors open just a little longer so she could get to it.
It isn't unusual for my inconvenience to seem to be for A Reason, but while I was accepting of that when I thought it would mean an uncomfortable run through the airport I'm not entirely sure it was worth the full day.
There was some amusement factor (after the fact) in thinking TSA was going to make me miss my rescheduled plane because they were busy debating whether my tub of halvah
was a solid or a paste or a liquid. I kept telling them I'd be happy to cut them a piece. Also in the roller bag, grape leaves and grilled eggplant. On the way down I also discovered that a tiny gelato spoon is great for avocado - no need to pull out the pit from the pit side!
As for the rest, I'd blockquote what I wrote on FB yesterday but something's up with trying to get to FB. Short form is that I had troubles with airport wifi and the ipad's digitizer has gone bad enough that I can't use it as a hotspot anymore nor can i easily type on it (altho I brought a keyboard, and should have used that) and the first of the two planes took off late enough that I barely had any time between planes to attempt to do anything further about a rental car, and my knee freaked out when I got up from sitting at the gate (to the point that I wondered whether I should have brought the cane after all) and many of the rental car companies were out of cars and Advantage matched Hotwire but then once I made my way to the kiosk in the garage it was well over 20 min waiting for them to bring the car. And I'd apparently been noticeably fried; I sat and facebooked on the phone while waiting and the guy in the kiosk wordlessly came over and handed me a bottle of water. When the car finally did come and I asked if they had recycle, he seemed surprised by the empty bottle and gave me two more for the road.
I finally got to the house at nearly midnight.
Oh god, it's quarter to three. I first opened up DW to post http://lithub.com/on-the-
invisibility-of-middle-aged-women/ , which I haven't even finished, because partly I've been reading so many other things tonight, and partly because it's an especially hard topic for me.
Oh, also, the Geico Runway
ad amused me.
As did this 30 second vid
of a rather clever graduation stunt - Kelsey Frick realized that there was no time to do a silly dance or anything given how quickly everybody was to cross the stage, so she added "en Awesome" to the name card she was to hand to the announcer. It worked. Courtesy a 5 year old post that just surfaced from syntonic_comma
. Also from syntonic_comma's 5 year old post dump, We could end homelessness with the money americans spend on christmas decorations
And this little thing on Adam West's Batman
But here's the thing. I got here and Dad's hair desperately needed a cut, and his beard had grown, and the computer's missing skype and god only knows when he last looked at email, and he isnt even using the new wheelchair. I didn't get a car that would be eas to put him in, but the chair should actually be able to deal with the wood chip driveway . . .but he insists he doesn't want to go out anyway. Ugh.
And I was absolutely right that spending time here would be bad for my ankle; I was absolutely right to delay the trip. It's a bit swollen and hurty now, and it would have been terrible to have tried to be here 5 weeks ago.
I was going to get up early. Oops.
97-2 vote for preventing the white house from making changes to Russia sanctions. Well, that's something.
Oh. And I love how there's a move on the right to cast the left's very concerns as incitement
Edit: I didn't get around to going to bed because of some of the above links - I've not been so good at keeping up with LJ - FB is entirely too addictive nowadays. Maybe I'll look into https://journal.thriveglobal.com/this-
you-to-have-888a056bec03>Space, the mindfulness app that tries to break that</a>.
In any case, it's probably for the best that I was still out here in the living room, despite not having actually done the work on dad's computer I'd been intending to do -- one of the ottoman sized cats (norwegians) suddenly popped in from the master bedroom where Dad's sleeping. This is the one who got out a bunch of years ago, for most of a week. And who is why Stepmother lives in constant fear of a cat getting out. I tried to shove him back through the cat door but somehow it was locked, so I picked him up and brought him to Stepmother, who broke down in tears about it because this is what she has nightmares about. I'm sure she'll be nuts about doors going forward, and I'm not entirely sure whether she'll be happier with me or not.
GAA. Another hour's gone. Made the mistake of looking at some of the stuff the right is psting