I practiced on the glass flute last night, got to sleep early enough that if I woke up at 3 I'd have 8 hours of sleep. This worked out OK except I woke up at 3:30.
I packed 14 things in a hurry, one of them kind of large, a real mix of sizes. I did my post office and FedEx run, and someone had left some small packages on the counter at the post office with their labels just tacked on with tape but not really taped on, and left the little roll of tape there, like they expected the post office workers to finish them up. I seriously considered finishing them up because I hold post office workers in high esteem and resented their having extra work put on them, but decided not to get involved in it.
At FedEx, someone has apparently finished using their cart and just left it out front. So after bringing the FedEx package I had in, I took the cart in for them.
Drivers are angrier, people are more absent-minded.
I picked up my usual bunch of packing stuff, and had quite the large and somewhat lopsided load on the trailer as I made my way back here. I'd even found 14 hard drives at the computer repair place.
It's the equinox and the weather is not "summer" any more. Maybe that's what has people off their best game.
I got in and buttoned up and cooked dinner and the usual things, the unusual things being I fixed the front door (the knob mechanism wasn't latching) and put an honest couple of hours, probably more, into one of my many projects. Two "Behind The Bastards" podcasts while I sat here and fiddled with things.
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