On the plans for today: hordes of women erging at my house. (Unless they've
changed their plans and stupidly told me about on my work email, which I can't
seem to get into right now, no doubt a casualty of our move.) Afterwards an errand
or two, then taking a test on ANSI C for an evilly tempting recruiter. (Evil,
because I suspect the job would bore me to death, tempting because I suspect there
are scads of money and shorter work hours involved.)
If I have time,
maybe I'll even go to a mall, something I hardly ever get to do. I'll go without
Rudder, who is not one of the world's better shopping companions (he's ok in REI,
but not good at aimless mall wandering). I just need some cosmetics, though, so it
would be easier to order online.
More likely, I'll go to an office
supply store to get some more magazine holders, then to an art store to get
contact paper (the sticky kind) to implement a brilliant suggestion from someone
in one of the more productive sessions of chat from my list. We save back issues
of a few magazines: Smithsonian, Air and Space, Outside and Adventure. The problem
is that those cardboard or plastic magazine organizers are ugly. No one
seems to offer anything as attractive as
href="http://www.nationalgeographic.org/">National Geographic's slipcases for
normal-sized magazines; Nat'l Geo doesn't even offer them for their own Adventure
or their other spin-offs. Levenger has some
nice ones in wood and leather, but they cost a fortune. So the brilliant
suggestion is to buy the cheap ugly ones and cover them with better-looking paper
-- I'm thinking maybe a dull black or navy would be nicely inconspicuous. And in
a few weeks we should have beautifully empty new bookcases to put them on --
yay!
Nothing earth-shattering here, as usual. On the other hand, half
of the journals I've read this morning were written by people in accountably or
unaccountably bad moods, so I'm glad to have nothing worse than minor irritations
and blessed peace on tap for today.