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It was actually three pounds that I put on after rationing the water pills, and they vanished in two days when I went back on them. So that's nice. Though I finally noticed that I was taking a double dose of my potassium pills for several months, so no wonder the doctor had nothing to say about my levels.

Finished Guards, Guards!, am now on Men At Arms. Have read it so often that I thought I knew it inside and out, but suddenly realised I didn't twig to the fact that two clowns were killed, not one. Am now thoroughly confused. Pratchett: the author that keeps on giving. Sent Only You Can Save Mankind back after a chapter, video games not being my thing at all.

Have Nicholas Blake's The Beast Must Die in dead tree. I'm sure I must have read it before because of very very vague recollection, but remember nothing in detail. Consequently am feeling very anxious about the whole thing, much as I did with that almost-murder scene in 1Q84. Very vague recollection says there's a twist and I can't wait to get to it.

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Erranded today to some effect. Got my knives and discovered that the reason I couldn't get into the place last week is because they have two doors, one of which is, yes, firmly locked. The south doors open easily enough. Then got my boots. He not only doesn't associate me with the twit who thought he was a canvasser, he thought my boots weren't ready. 'Um, you called me on Friday.' He found them eventually. Oh well, at least I no longer have holes in my boots.

Then went and bought party sandwiches at Summerhill, a rare treat. Treat because they're not only bread, they're white bread. I see why Europe considers them cake.

I have no idea what's up with my body. I've never had a week long reaction to Moderna before this and am afraid my joints have just packed it in. Elbows of course, but right shoulder, both wrists, and a couple of fingers, twinge twinge twinge. Still got a white wash done. Where do all the socks and underwear come from? Well, if you change both daily, the volume does add up.

Am also sneezing from leaf mold allergies, I assume. Filled sinuses and such, and there is no health within me.

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I saw one of those dubious vids about how all the meds they prescribe for the ancient are hazardous to one's health or have paradoxical side effects or whatever. Well, I don't have to worry about prostate medicine or blood thinners, but one they mentioned was diuretics. And in other years I've gone off them in winter when my ankles unswell so, even if they haven't debloated yet, I thought I'd go to every other day. Did that last week. The result, when I weighed myself this morning, is to put on two kilos. Mh, well. May go back to them but will also try upping my water intake. Would put my legs up against a wall as well if I had a clear wall to put them up against. There's the sideroom futon if I lie on it width-wise, but moving about on that heavy inert bog-beast is far too difficult.

From my study I can see two great trees across the alleyway, one flaming red and one brilliant yellow. In the sun last week they were a cheering sight, but now we've gone to grey skies and they've lost their glow. If we get the winds the forecast says we will, they'll also lose their leaves, alas. The maple across the street that glows under the streetlight is already half gone. Autumn colours never last long enough.

Went out today to return my library book and pick up a hold. Had a hot chicken sandwich at Pour Boy, went up to Loblaws for magnesium and ibuprofen, came back and sat on the couch with beanbags for the pesky hip flexors. 4300 steps is not to be sneezed at. But eventually got up and made the onion-ginger-mushroom-broccoli part of my lentil stroganoff, then added the lentils and rice I made yesterday. Properly speaking I should add yoghurt to the thing, but that gets dicey when reheating, which I will be doing for the next few days. Always the trouble with cooking for one. Have already frozen some of it, but IIUC freezing only works if you keep your freezer packed full, and I don't. (Blackouts are too common in this hood. We had a blip this afternoon when a teansformer blew, greatly to the consternation/ delight of my young neighbours.) Hence things develop ice crystals unless eaten within a fortnight. But otherwise am pleased to have non-meat meals for a change.

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Mercury continues in retrograde. Webmail has, probably, been hacked so I can't get my bills. Went to change things to my gmail address and Enbridge wouldn't load its login. Tried with Hydro and it decided my login password was incorrect. It wasn't, but fine. Tried on downstairs tablet and Enbridge let me change my email and logged me in to show my balance. Hydro on the downstairs tablet has a saved login portal so got myself changed there. Went to look at the gas balance again and it insisted I sign up for two factor authentication which I am damned if I will. I hate it on my Royal account but concede that it keeps that sometimes flush account safe. Will not do it for bloody Enbridge. They can send me bills but that's it.

Should probably change emails for Royal and Scotiabank who alert me to major withdrawals, even cheques, but will hope my webmail comes back sometime.

Rereading Sleeping Murder because someone mentioned the new tv series being pants compared to the old one, and how scary the old one was, and I never noticed anything scary about the book. But once again there's that Christie thing of less than twenty years ago being time whereof the memory of man runs not, period full stop. Eighteen years? I remember 2008 perfectly well, thank you. In fact I think I only threw out my tax returns for same last year. And here's an ancient crone of fifty with almost no grey in her hair! Amazing! Alas, crone cannot remember names from a scandal back then, not after sixteen years. Now, I can't remember the babies' names from 2010, even if I remember 2013's crop perfectly. But they weren't involved in a scandal that rocked a small village either. Yappari, it was a different time.

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Hi! Quick question, because it seems like the answer to this question is “no,” but I wanted to check and make sure: Is there a way, without adding a browser extension, to block a particular user’s posts in a community from appearing on your reading page? I understand banning someone from commenting and making my own posts private. If Tom and I are in the “Getting Started” community together, and I never want to see his posts, but I do want to see the “Getting Started” community on my reading page, is there a way to do that? It seems like banning Tom from commenting on my posts would not make his posts to the shared community disappear (No shade to all the Toms out there, btw 😉). If there’s a browser extension for this, that would also be very helpful. Thank you!

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So today I Accomplished more or less. Did laundry, washed dishes, got the rest of the bunker records out and sorted, put the keepers in a cube in the front room, put the rest outside with no great hopes because they're all medieval music and Mozart that no one wanted the last time I did this. Listened desultorily to Ariadne auf Naxos on the CBC. Strauss is very hit (Rosenkavalier) or miss (Elektra) for me and I had no idea which Ariadne was. Well, not painful, but not something I'll listen to again. Did not go get my boots nor my library hold but will, sometime.

SND has returned my bin to the front planter. Evidently GFL has no intention of coming back for our recyclables. Thus privatisation, always.

So then I went out to Fiesta for mushrooms to make a mushroom/ lentil stroganoff with and when I got back, all the records were gone! along with the box and the bags I'd provided. But will not grudge someone a box if they take twenty-some albums off my hands.

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Another day of no accomplishment except that I tied up my gate in half-assed but Fay-blocking fashion. Oliver could probably squeeze through but Ollie's own gate is well secured. None of the family was in evidence today. They told me they might have to spend some days away while the basement gets refinished, which I guess they're doing.

Went to Loblaws and had a Halloween special 'black cat moccacino', chocolate flavoured with whip cream topping, available only temporarily and only in grande. Also 540 calories which is basically a meal. It was good but not anything a pre-diabetic should even be looking at.

Recycle truck did not come by again, though SND says she'd called them and they said they'd pick up. Today, tomorrow, some time, never. Whatever, my bin is still sitting out front, as is SND's other one.

Call came as I was sitting on the sofa. Someone called John calling about votes. I have no time for canvassers but he insisted he had my votes. Penny finally dropped that it was John's shoe repair saying my boots were ready. I will be very embarrassed when I pick them up tomorrow.

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As soon as I heard the WFTDA championships would be in Malmö, Sweden, I blocked my calendar. I bought my train tickets in April as soon as they were available to purchase. (You can only get them 6 months in advance.) I applied to be a volunteer when that opened, and I checked the box to say I was interested in a leadership role.

A bit later, I got an email with a list of the domains asking which one(s) I would be interested in leading. Based on my skill set, I put food and volunteer coordinator. I got food lead. I wasn't expecting it to be 2 full days, rather split over all four days (four half-days), but I was on site making coffee, putting out food, making more coffee, and solving the problems I could solve without bothering the event producer or the other food lead (a local, who took over the last 2 days). I had assistants for each shift, so it wasn't just me. I like having mid-level authority, with a set of decisions that I am able to make and some people to delegate to, while there is someone above me to deal with the more complicated shit.

I got a lanyard and a staff badge out of it, though!

I like volunteering in the food room, because I get to meet people and chat with them and see old friends. Only volunteers, officials, and announcers were allowed in there, not the teams, but a third of the volunteers were from German leagues, so I knew a bunch of them already. Also at that venue, there's direct access to the track, so you can still watch some of the games.

We had a feed of the scoreboard on the closed-circuit TVs, and we developed a sense of what was going on outside based on the sound of the crowd. For example, if a European team was playing a North American one, any time the European team got lead or scored, the crowd was LOUD. If the NA team got lead or scored, you could hear cheering, but just a fraction of that for the Euro team.

I don't have stats, but I'd guess that most of the spectators were European, because it's the first time Champs were held in Europe, which means it's the first time Champs were affordable for the Euro derby community, so everyone who could swing the time off work etc came. And all the Euros were cheering for "any team that's not North American," basically. (I was cheering for any European team, then any team that's never won it before, but the final four were the exact same teams as in 2024, just in a different order. Yawn.) No European team has made the final four in a long time. I think London did a few times, but they never won.

There was a lot of bullshit surrounding the decisions of how many officials from each region were selected, but that's all WFTDA internal, so I will only complain internally. But I talked to a bunch of refs from the US while I was working, and they asked what differences I saw over here, because I got my start over there. I have 5x the games in Germany as in the US, so my experience is skewed, and my NA (southeast) experience is old. But one thing that occurred to me while I was watching one of the medal games was that there are SO many more non-cis-dude officials in Europe. We could use more officials of color, for sure; roller derby in general could be less white. But depending on who applies to a game/event, you can fully staff a ref crew (7) and most of an NSO crew (10) with people of marginalized genders.

In fact, most of the leagues I've worked with (in Germany primarily) say they'll preferentially staff marginalized people. We have a check box on our application form for "I belong to a disadvantaged group." Euro Derby actively wants to include people who aren't cis white dudes and to develop newer officials; that does not seem to be a priority for NA Derby. A lot of the refs who were at champs were the same ones who were at the playoffs (some of them more than one playoff!) and who are at champs again and again. In fairness, officiating at that level of play does take a lot of experience, but there didn't seem to be a lot of spaces for first-time-champs officials. (I didn't apply; I don't have the skills or experience. I'm fine not being at such a high-stakes event! It seems stressful.)

Anyway, though, I had a fun adventure on the train (direct to CPH on the way there, change in Hamburg on the way back) with only minor annoyances. Though the DB app told me my connection was no longer available (because the train to CPH was delayed, so I wouldn't make my Öresund train) while still showing my train arriving; the app has some issues. I tried to work a bit on the way there, but my old Chromebook running Linux is annoying to work on. The way back, I didn't even bother trying to work or read. I tried to nap some, but mostly chatted or faffed around on my phone.

(And in all this, my cat had an ear infection, so my sitter had to try to get her to eat tuna with pulverized amoxicillin in it, which she did ... until Saturday night. So I'm shoving pills into her mouth now. But also I'm leaving this afternoon for another derby event, so I got an appointment with a house call vet who's supposed to bring an injectable that lasts 48 hours, which will last until I'm back home Sunday evening. And get to shove pills in her face again. Everyone hates it.)

Current Mood: busy

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I decided to call today's owies a reaction to my Covid shot and to do nothing much at all. I seemed to have no reaction at the injection site itself, which is a bit worrying, but now I feel a little stiffness.

Recycle always comes in the afternoon so I left mine last night, intending to put it out this morning. Thus I was appalled to hear the crash chunk of the truck at 11. Came downstairs and the truck was well up the street. Oh blast. But checked again: they were only taking the west side's bins, so I put on shoes and dragged mine to the curb. They came at 4:30, so the universe continues to unfold as it should.
ETA: except they didn't take my bin or one of SND's two. Gardening parents say there was a huge backup when the truck came by-- which there always is but this time the drivers were more Trawntonian rude than usual, leaning on horns, and then another truck turned up the street so truck 1 went up and truck 2 uhh went up as well. Not worth calling about anyway.

Shortly after I returned to my study came a merry timble at the door so I limped downstairs again, to the presumed canvasser. Who was in fact a middle-aged man with a ragdoll dog wondering if that golden moseying up the street was mine. No, that sounds like NNDs' parents' dog Fay, who somehow seems to have escaped the porch that was all blocked with a bench and pots and, well, a buncha stuff that should discourage an old fat dog from going anywhere. Guy had trouble reaching the doorbell over this impedimenta, and eventually had to climb over the bench. By the sound of it, the doorbell no longer works so he knocked several times and eventually NND's father came out. Yeah, it was Fay, sussing out the neighbourhood. She didn't escape from the porch: she was in the backyard enjoying the sunshine and found my gate open so off she went. Must see if I can remedy that somehow.

But Dad has been out all afternoon digging up their front yard and hefting stones about. I was wishing I could be as spry as Sophie while reading Howl's Moving Castle, but now I'd settle for being as indefatigable as NND's dad. Mind, he's also deaf and uses hearing aids, so it's a trade-off.

Doctor's locum calls about my bloodwork, which was fine in July but has now gone back up to pre-diabetic levels. I suppose I must do something about that, but all in good time.

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Another day of nonaccomplishment. Physio and a covid booster, in the latter of which I first dated the form wrong and then forgot my backpack when leaving. Time for assisted living, I think. Or maybe just alcohol rotting the brain, but oh does it get rid of the owies. The owies are all muscular which is a bloody nuisance because they come and go quite arbitrarily.

Finished The Third Love last night. Reviewers who complain about her info dumping stuff around Japanese culture make me wonder if said dumps were in the original, where they'd be unnecessary, or interpolated by the translator to make things clear for an ignorant audience. I will never know, of course.

Finished Howl's Moving Castle and Johnny and the Bomb. Will likely still confuse the former with the anime which I've only seen twice and only once with reasonable subtitles. Ghibli put the novel into a blender and pressed start, which hardly helps. At least this time I think I have it straight who was what part of the dog and the scarecrow and the headless prince. Um, maybe. Bought House of Many Ways in ebook because that's the Howl I don't have in dead tree.

Currently on The Folklore of Discworld, the only Pratchett the library has ready to borrow. No idea what's up next.

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It's me again! With how-tos on more cool DW features. (I think they're cool.)

Comment Tracking:

My personal favorite--I consider it the secret sauce of Dreamwidth (and LJ before it)--post tracking! You can use this to get notified when your favorite bloggers make new posts. But you can also CRUCIALLY use it to get notified when people leave new comments on a post you like.

So if you got dug in on a cool conversation in the comments, you can turn that on and get notifications whenever somebody leaves another reply. This lets you stay in the conversation without keeping the post open in a browser window or something. You can add a blog or post to your tracking at any time using the little bell/track this icon at the bottom of each post. You can manage your post tracking in Account Settings > Notification tab. (Also the place to go to adjust your notification settings generally.)

Create Custom Access Circles & Custom Reading Pages:

Another super useful trick, if you're somebody who likes privacy and the ability to lock your posts to certain users, is the ability to create custom access circles. On DW, you always have the ability to set posts to public, private or 'access locked' (this means people you have followed/friended). But you can also create custom access lists! So perhaps you have one for 'besties I trust with information about my mental health.' Or one for 'beta readers for my rough drafts' or 'people who opted into my obsessive posting about kpop.' You create and manage these Custom Access Groups or Custom Circles in your Account Settings > Manage Circles. Create and name one, and then add the people you want in it. Or remove people who you've blog-divorced.

As a bonus, a Circle also includes a custom reading page. So along with using them for custom blog post access, you can also use them to create specialty reading pages--maybe 'people who write weird fic,' or 'my fiber arts friends.' AND you can set those reading pages to be public or private, so that if you don't want people to know you have a weird fic reading page, you can hide it.

Subscribing to RSS feeds or, Did you know you can follow Tumblr blogs from your DW reading page?

Another super cool one: You can add RSS feeds to your Dreamwidth reading page. So you can follow people who post on Tumblr or Twitter or Bluesky. You can follow people's personal off-site blogs. You can follow news feeds from various sites--maybe you're into AP's Finance section or you want to be able to track new fics posted to your favorite AO3 fandoms. Here's the how-to of creating and following RSS/Atom feeds on your Dreamwidth. (Edit: now with 100% more actual link!)

Post to Dreamwidth via email

In your Account Settings > Mobile, you can set up the ability to send emails to Dreamwidth to make posts or reply to comments. Nice if you don't feel like logging in. If you're like me and you lurk in your email a lot, you can have DW notifications set to send you emails as post or comment notifications and then reply to them straight from email.

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I wasn't really worried about the Alberta referendum. If Quebec with several hundred years of grievances against the rest of Canada couldn't manage enough votes to separate, I didn't see Alberta managing it. (Why is it called Alberta, anyway? Surely dear Albert was dead by the time it came into being. Web search: ok, named for Albert's fourth daughter.)

Got the knives in for sharpening, through the double doors conveniently left open for someone's large order. Clerk says yup, doors often stick, which is oh joy because yesterday the doors couldn't have been more unmovable if they'd been actually locked. Luckily a staff was closing the doors as I left, and kept them open for me so no bodyslam manoeuvre was necessary on my part. But that was my one accomplishment of the day. Have been on the sofa ever since with beanbags and gin.

The Third Love keeps unspooling in its leisurely fashion. I never know what the Japanese mean when they warble along about 'pure love.' "My love for my husband was oh so pure but the princess' love (for that consummate horndog Ariwara no Narihira) was so much purer than mine, I was ashamed.' From context I'd guess it means obsessive and self-abnegating: do the things he likes to do, wear your hair just for him etc etc. Though pure Japanese love also seems to involve a lot of wishing and hoping and thinking and praying that maybe he'll come home tonight and not to any of his myriad side pieces.

Could also do without the grinding heteronormativity here. All women want men and if a beautiful man passes by of course they must throw themselves at him, that's what being a woman means. Yeah, sure.

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Tagging posts

On DW, post tagging works differently than more modern platforms. Here, your tag archive is easily accessible to you and others, and manageable. Check out my list. (I made those nested ones by using tags fandom: wod and fandom: temeraire--the system understands that's actually two nested tags.)

You can even display them as a widget in your blog's sidebar, like I did on mine:

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The post creation module also makes it very easy to review and select the tags you want to apply to any given post. So if you have categories you want to keep organized, such as 'my art' or 'my fic' or 'book recs,' apply them consistently and you can end up with a premade library. Which, yes, you can link to. Here's my 'dreamwidth' tag.

How to @ a user or community

Shows like e.g.

pillowfolks. The user or community you link to this way will not get a notification they've been mentioned. But it does make their name linkable.

How to do that text box thing I just did

How to make linkable text

Most platforms make this easy to do these days, but hey, just in case you want to do it by hand and you don't know how:

And it shows like this: Here I'm linking to The text I want to be visible.

How to add a read-more cut

And here's how it comes out.

( Your cut will look like this )

( In fact, you can have multiple cuts in a single post, if desired! )

Note that this does automatically start the cut-text on a new line. If you want to hide or black out a spoiler or potentially triggering text in the middle of a paragraph, it doesn't work well for that purpose.

How to embed an image in your post

How to embed a clickable image in your post

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When I woke up at 9:30, instead of going back to sleep, I got up-- after doing half an hour of my neglected exercises-- and put a wash through. The socks are still drying on the lines down there but it was sunny and breezy so the tops went on the outdoor clothesline. After needing the heat on for the last two days, we're warming up again so may not need it again for a while. Today was t-shirt weather so I figured a good time to take my knives in to be sharpened. Except the door of Nella Cucina was locked. Yeah, always check the webpage first. But when I got home, the webpage said they're open on Monday. So maybe it's just a heavy door that sticks? Shall probably go tomorrow then.

The other item on the to do list was to get Robertson screwdrivers to tighten my little portable saw thingy, so I continued on to Wiener's. I'd thought maybe an allen key would do instead but no, as the clerk informed me. Allen keys are hexagonal and Robertsons are square, also cheap. I have a whole bunch of screwdrivers at home, the kind that have various heads stored in the plastic handle so you just slot in the one you need. But of course these replaceable heads have all vanished into, I presume, various kitchen drawers, never to be found again.

Should have eaten before I left but didn't, and was feeling empty. Had a sandwich at Futures, bypassing the meal combo onaccounta being more careful about spending money, and a latte and croissant at Nadège. Not quite as achy as before but still weak in the legs, so my 4500 steps did me in. Followed much sitting on the couch with beanbags and the gin that really doesn't help no matter what I believe. Succeeded in washing three days worth of dishes at least so I needn't do four days tomorrow.

NND have moved in. The little girls were running about and squealing in delight at their new home. N and J had guests in for the evening-- possibly family-- but they seem to have left early. People with young children go to bed early because young children wake up at 6. And then they hit double digits and must be pulled out of bed on school days. Parents are brave brave people.

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He was supposed to come at noon. He rang at 8:30. 'I'm in the neighbourhood can I come now I'll be there in half an hour.' He arrived fifteen minutes later. He always intended to come at 9. Men, said Jessica. Quoted me a stupid price just to clean out the basement stairs and take the vines from the wires, but then got on at me about the cracks in the concrete pad and the flaking parging and was all I can fix it now for lesss than the cleanup, so fine. This is what comes of not calling a bunch of handymen and comparing quotes, but I'm just happy to have it done. He didn't get the vines from the garage but the clothesline is pretty much all clear now. The bag with the cherry pits of ages is a weighty beast sitting on the front not-lawn. Have closed it and dragged it out of the way of dog walkers, but it's going to have to sit there for the next ten days. And given that I gave him garden waste bags to use, he might have put the vines in them instead of leaving them on a coil by the bag. But again: done.

Also am positive NND has been raking the leaves from my nearly denuded cherry tree so if I'm ever mobile again I can attack the vines by the garage myself, as well as the ones overgrowing the fence. NND has been reshingling the garage roof in a two day blitz. Ten years of plums, or something, did a number on the north side shingles where I thought the plum didn't reach. They got a quote from this handyman but went with someone else, no doubt because this guy charges stupid prices.

Have decided to resume Project Tiddly. Will have a Johnson cocktail as soon as I manage to get the cap off the Bombay Sapphire gin bottle.

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I occasionally ask myself if I really need to see my physio weekly, but then she goes on vacation and I conclude from irrefutable evidence that hell yes, I do. Mostly for the acupuncture, but that's been true for 15 years now. Without it I'm crippled.

But nevertheless I made myself do stuff today, like putting out a box of records and humping other records from the bunker to the front room, the ones I might like to hear if I ever gave a sound system again. I'm convinced that the weight of the things is partly to blame for the sorry state of that jerry-built addition's brickwork. Then I went out in the brilliant autumn sun and autumn colours to see if my boots were ready yet, and they weren't. 'I'll text you when they're ready.' Yeah, guy, you said that last time. Still, exercise of a sort, to Bathurst and back. Phone was swinging in my jacket pocket and told me I'd gained 22 heart points with 172 steps. Yeah, no: put it in trouser pocket returning and racked up a more rational 1380 steps.

FB's Tiktok has been showing me clips from Ghibli's Howl's Moving Castle, and between the Japanese dialogue and the Spanish subtitles I can get about 80% of what's being said. My Japanese listening ability was always crap and is crappier now after decades of no practice, but I'm stunned that my high school Spanish will still provide me vocab after half a century. But then of course I had to reread the original because of DWJ's see me not peculiarity. I don't really mind reading a book for the first time every time I reread it, although sometimes details will stick, even if unattached to any other detail.

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Making up my sleep deficit and then some, I slept in till 1 pm. I was awake before that but wasn't about to get out of bed, so just turned over-- several times-- and went back to la-la land. Not that it was cold in the house when I did roust myself out of bed. I think the heating must have been quietly turning on without my noticing it. But leaving the house for the laundromat, it was cold enough for my winter coat, in the pocket of which I found two toonies and a couple of dimes. This was all to the good because in epic mindfulness fail I deposited six dollars into a machine without noticing that the display wasn't registering that fact, and naturally wouldn't give me my toonies back because someone had loosened the deposit gizmo.

I thought I had a toonie in my coin stash that would give me enough quarters for the dryer, but there it wasn't, so I trotted down to Fiesta as the wash was going through a machine that worked, and paid in cash, which got me only... toonies. But I came back, got clothes into the dryer, got a toonie turned into quarters, and took my shopping home. By this time it was too warm for the winter jacket so I swapped it for my fleecy: in the pocket of which was my missing loonie. Really must start emptying my pockets as an automatic thing because winter is coming and this is how one misplaces gloves. Tonight is doing that warm up overnight routine, ushering in rain, after which we have wild winds blowing in cold again.

The yard guy called me back as I was hauling groceries in. Can't give me an estimate until he's seen my yard, where I'd hoped he just had an hourly rate. He wanted to come Sunday at 9 am, which is ha ha ha no. We compromised on noon, which I think I can manage.

But anyway, now have the usual clean towels and face cloths and hoodie, and the corduroy trousers I always bring to the laundromat, hoping that washing and drying them in hot will eventually soften the fabric up. I'll have to go back again some time with the summer sheets from both beds, but there's no rush on those.

On a completely different note, why or how do people manage to walk along looking at their phones? Not the walking part so much as reading in the daylight. And it's people pushing prams and people walking dogs that puzzle me most. For sure, if I were doing either of those things, I'd be paying attention to the baby or the dog, but I suspect that familiarity breeds indifference in many people.

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