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Y and wherefore
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Sarah and I have been putting in the pool time lately, ever since she cracked the deep end. We hang out on the grown-up side of the rope now, usually between the 10' and 12' deep part. I was getting things off the bottom when I spotted them, gradually getting where I could do it from the deepest water. Starting yesterday, Sarah's been doing the same -- she just gets right down to the bottom of the 12' depth and picks stuff up. Today we got a ring from the lifeguard and we were diving for that. Then I saw the plastic egg from yesterday again, so we had two things. Then I saw that someone had unscrewed one of the metal loops they attach the ropes to, so I went down and got that and screwed it back in. To top it all off, a guy's glasses fell off, and I retrieved them for him. Sarah's really impressive. The exercise seems to be helping my leg feel better, too.
Today I mostly wrapped up the book I've been working on. Client was sounding a bit irate because I hadn't been acting on an email she sent, and which never arrived. She re-sent, and that gave me most of what I need, so I got it all in. What a day. I had to go through every page, moving the text because something had reflowed and messed up the placement of the graphics. Eh, enough of that. Then Sarah and I went to the pool again. Woo!
Only we didn't get there right away. My car somehow sensed that we were going to get ahead on money a little, and promptly sacrificed its own clutch cable. My first inkling of this was when I tried to shift into a forward gear, and the shift lever just wobbled around like it wasn't connected to anything. There was some intermittent thing going on that let me catch first and go back to my parking place in the driveway, but I didn't feel like trusting to it to get to the Y, so I took Cathy's car instead.
Also, I got my turntable hooked up at last. I built the last two shelf units from the parts I've had sitting around, which gave me enough horizontal room to set up the audio. I'll be able to start ripping LPs again after I nip out tomorrow (in Cathy's car) for an inexpensive record cleaner that will tide me over until I happen upon my Diskwasher again.
I'm sure there's more. We're preparing for Sarah's birthday on Sunday (bowling party!). Monday is Hundreds Day in her classroom, and I'll be going in to help with that. Tuesday is the meeting of the Friends of the Library board, and I have to present information about the possibility of scanning ISBNs to find out what's possibly valuable. I collected some info, then people started getting pneumonia and having surgery, and I sort of lost track, so that'll be exciting to try and recapture.
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Sarah and I have been putting in the pool time lately, ever since she cracked the deep end. We hang out on the grown-up side of the rope now, usually between the 10' and 12' deep part. I was getting things off the bottom when I spotted them, gradually getting where I could do it from the deepest water. Starting yesterday, Sarah's been doing the same -- she just gets right down to the bottom of the 12' depth and picks stuff up. Today we got a ring from the lifeguard and we were diving for that. Then I saw the plastic egg from yesterday again, so we had two things. Then I saw that someone had unscrewed one of the metal loops they attach the ropes to, so I went down and got that and screwed it back in. To top it all off, a guy's glasses fell off, and I retrieved them for him. Sarah's really impressive. The exercise seems to be helping my leg feel better, too.
Today I mostly wrapped up the book I've been working on. Client was sounding a bit irate because I hadn't been acting on an email she sent, and which never arrived. She re-sent, and that gave me most of what I need, so I got it all in. What a day. I had to go through every page, moving the text because something had reflowed and messed up the placement of the graphics. Eh, enough of that. Then Sarah and I went to the pool again. Woo!
Only we didn't get there right away. My car somehow sensed that we were going to get ahead on money a little, and promptly sacrificed its own clutch cable. My first inkling of this was when I tried to shift into a forward gear, and the shift lever just wobbled around like it wasn't connected to anything. There was some intermittent thing going on that let me catch first and go back to my parking place in the driveway, but I didn't feel like trusting to it to get to the Y, so I took Cathy's car instead.
Also, I got my turntable hooked up at last. I built the last two shelf units from the parts I've had sitting around, which gave me enough horizontal room to set up the audio. I'll be able to start ripping LPs again after I nip out tomorrow (in Cathy's car) for an inexpensive record cleaner that will tide me over until I happen upon my Diskwasher again.
I'm sure there's more. We're preparing for Sarah's birthday on Sunday (bowling party!). Monday is Hundreds Day in her classroom, and I'll be going in to help with that. Tuesday is the meeting of the Friends of the Library board, and I have to present information about the possibility of scanning ISBNs to find out what's possibly valuable. I collected some info, then people started getting pneumonia and having surgery, and I sort of lost track, so that'll be exciting to try and recapture.
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Sorry about the car. At least you didn't get stuck out on the road somewhere.
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