and do it all again tomorrow

[rikibeth]

Well, not the crazy driving, because eternaleponine's car is back from Claude, and it's a Saturday, so the kiddo doesn't have camp.

For the record? Google Maps doesn't understand where the traffic bottlenecks are, and also doesn't understand about optimizing a route on secondary roads for Minimum Traffic Lights. It was faster to take my home exit and my normal route to work than their suggested, similar-sounding route. Luckily, work was very understanding.

Also not again tomorrow? All the heavy lifting that the delivery requires. Remember how Monday was a light delivery? Well, that meant today was a HEAVY one. Monday we got three cases of beef. Today? TEN. Everything else in proportion to that, too.

And of course it was hot and muggy today, so my strategy was to stack all the cases inside the walk-in, go deal with the freezer, and then come back and put things on shelves. It did work.

I was also alert enough to notice the box of pushpins that had spilled into the grinder BEFORE I started it up. I don't know WHY someone put those pushpins on the shelf over my work space -- anything light falls RIGHT off whenever someone comes in the door.

Door! There's now a door between the kitchen and the front of the house instead of a curtain that keeps falling down!

I cooked my own lunch today and I didn't screw it up. Om nom nom Tavern burger.

And I made myself a margarita when I got home.

Comments

[head-shrinker.livejournal.com]

"whistles far and wee" - I KNOW that line. e.e. cummings, if I'm not mistaken? MASSIVE LOVE.

[rikibeth.livejournal.com]

Yes! In Just- Spring, that one. The little lame balloonman whistles far and wee. I decided I didn't have to wait to see if the balloon dragon was a boy before I used that name.

[ihadtimetokill.livejournal.com]

pushpins + meat grinder = hilarity?

also probably lawsuits and a lot of cursing. wow. that's a winning combination right there.

[shadowflyer.livejournal.com]

But poetry doesn't work any better, at least if you're a classical utilitarian.

[head-shrinker.livejournal.com]

OMG, that's awesome. I couldn't place the poem. I knew it wasn't 'anyone lived in a pretty how town' but I couldn't place it beyond that. I wrote a paper on the Spring poem in college! Shows you my brain. But Luff. Much Luff. e.e cummings is my hero.