I feel hungover. My head hurts. I am probably dehydrated.
Humidity. We’ll be back up to 90% soon.
My last week of teaching for the first semester is at the one school with no air conditioner in the staff room. Luckily it is the closest to home. 10 minutes on my bike and I can shower.
The craft projects, major ones, are almost done. Now I’m just waiting for large expanses of decoupage-ed fabric to dry, no easy feat in this humidity.
I’ve been tackling smaller organizing tasks, like jewelry or my for-quilt-scraps. The more I accomplish this week the less I’ll be tempted to say “Fuck it! Toss the mess in a small box!”…because unpacking is really the lousiest time to try to organize. The more it is organized pre-move, the more likely the unpacking will go smoothly.
In friends who live near me…near ish…news: it looks like Kazu is slated to move back to the area this Saturday. Yay, Kazu!
Also, the Puppy has updated now that he is back from China. This morning he texted me to say that, should I want to relive the magic of Michael Jackson, he prefers Captain EO to This is It because it’s the way to “Meet beautiful MJ! “ The last time I saw Puppy (a little over a year ago?) it involved pizza, the Toy Camera app and dancing like MJ in the privacy of his apartment. I’m trying to lure him over for an after-move dinner and the promise of a tv that might be slightly larger than my current 13inch one…as I am always curious to see how much/if the other woman in his life is letting him off the leash (the other woman being, of course, Amazon.co.jp….bitch).
I also want to hear about Amazon/China…although I bet they fall under the Amazon stories I am not allowed to tell you category. Shame, really.