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Banker's Hours
Jan. 19th, 2016 08:41 am Mercury's backwardness* continues to affect my household.
Last night, Mason was hit by a terrible bout of insomnia. Normally, if he can function at ALL, we send him off to school. Today? We decided to let him catch up with his sleep. The semester is almost over and it's the day after a long weekend. He should be fine to catch up, particularly once he's gotten a decent amount of sleep.
Consequentially, the whole household was delayed getting out the door. Normally, this makes me a little cranky, if only because, even without a regular job, it still messes up my routine. Today, however, I was glad for it, because I've been meaning to get to the bank to finish off a transaction that will FINALLY finish setting up my account on ACX and I can get the whole ball rolling with my voice actor friend, Jack, and the audible versions of my AngeLINK series. We dawdled. I bought coffee. I waited patiently through traffic lights, drove the speed limit....
AND THE DANG BANK ISN'T OPEN UNTIL 9 AM.
Even after all that noodling around, I still ended up having to go home for a half hour before heading back out. Again, none of this is fatal, but gosh darn it, it's irritating.
On the other hand, yesterday was extremely pleasant. For any overseas friends reading this, yesterday was what you would call a bank holiday here in the U.S.: Martin Luther King, Jr. Day. Schools were closed, as were all federal businesses. Shawn had the day off work.
Since it was also supposed to be a bazillion degrees below zero (the scientific term), we decided to make the day a game day. It would have been also a pajama day, but at 8:30 am our doorbell rang. It was our neighbor, Ruthie, whose car wouldn't start. She needed a jump. After running upstairs and throwing on some jeans, I pulled the car around and waited while they got it going. (Ruthie is a nurse and doesn't get holidays like the rest of us and had a shift starting at 9 am.) But, outside of that tiny bit of excitement, we spent the day quietly. We played two games of Munchkin (we have a lot of sets and we found a fun combo in Apocalypse and Mission Impossible/Spy,) and a seriously cut throat game of Monopoly. I posted a picture of our game board on Facebook because by the end the board was RED with hotels. Ever since the time I quietly became the slumlord of Mediterranean/Baltic and brought my fellow gamers to their knees with the crushing rent of those awful properties with massive hotels on them, Mason has become obsessed with building on his monopolies. So, it was a fun game. I actually survived paying $750 in rent. TWICE.
It was a good day, honestly. I've been doing a lot of stamping, as I call my stamp collecting. I'm still baffled as to why I find this activity fun. But, it's very companionable, since Shawn will often sit next to me at the dinning room table, sewing together strips of cloth for the rugs/loom, and we will just hang out, chat, or watch/listen to a show. She's been watching some British show (some soapy thing, I can't remember the name of it ATM) that I've been experiencing mostly as an audible book, as it were, since it's too much trouble to try to watch and look through my stamps. But, that's pleasant, too. Very old-timey, in a way. Like listening to a radio play.
Okay, well, it's just turned 9 am. I should zip off and see if I can get my business sorted at the bank. See you all later!
*In case you're wondering, as I often do, when will this madness end? The answer is: Mercury goes direct on the 25th.
Last night, Mason was hit by a terrible bout of insomnia. Normally, if he can function at ALL, we send him off to school. Today? We decided to let him catch up with his sleep. The semester is almost over and it's the day after a long weekend. He should be fine to catch up, particularly once he's gotten a decent amount of sleep.
Consequentially, the whole household was delayed getting out the door. Normally, this makes me a little cranky, if only because, even without a regular job, it still messes up my routine. Today, however, I was glad for it, because I've been meaning to get to the bank to finish off a transaction that will FINALLY finish setting up my account on ACX and I can get the whole ball rolling with my voice actor friend, Jack, and the audible versions of my AngeLINK series. We dawdled. I bought coffee. I waited patiently through traffic lights, drove the speed limit....
AND THE DANG BANK ISN'T OPEN UNTIL 9 AM.
Even after all that noodling around, I still ended up having to go home for a half hour before heading back out. Again, none of this is fatal, but gosh darn it, it's irritating.
On the other hand, yesterday was extremely pleasant. For any overseas friends reading this, yesterday was what you would call a bank holiday here in the U.S.: Martin Luther King, Jr. Day. Schools were closed, as were all federal businesses. Shawn had the day off work.
Since it was also supposed to be a bazillion degrees below zero (the scientific term), we decided to make the day a game day. It would have been also a pajama day, but at 8:30 am our doorbell rang. It was our neighbor, Ruthie, whose car wouldn't start. She needed a jump. After running upstairs and throwing on some jeans, I pulled the car around and waited while they got it going. (Ruthie is a nurse and doesn't get holidays like the rest of us and had a shift starting at 9 am.) But, outside of that tiny bit of excitement, we spent the day quietly. We played two games of Munchkin (we have a lot of sets and we found a fun combo in Apocalypse and Mission Impossible/Spy,) and a seriously cut throat game of Monopoly. I posted a picture of our game board on Facebook because by the end the board was RED with hotels. Ever since the time I quietly became the slumlord of Mediterranean/Baltic and brought my fellow gamers to their knees with the crushing rent of those awful properties with massive hotels on them, Mason has become obsessed with building on his monopolies. So, it was a fun game. I actually survived paying $750 in rent. TWICE.
It was a good day, honestly. I've been doing a lot of stamping, as I call my stamp collecting. I'm still baffled as to why I find this activity fun. But, it's very companionable, since Shawn will often sit next to me at the dinning room table, sewing together strips of cloth for the rugs/loom, and we will just hang out, chat, or watch/listen to a show. She's been watching some British show (some soapy thing, I can't remember the name of it ATM) that I've been experiencing mostly as an audible book, as it were, since it's too much trouble to try to watch and look through my stamps. But, that's pleasant, too. Very old-timey, in a way. Like listening to a radio play.
Okay, well, it's just turned 9 am. I should zip off and see if I can get my business sorted at the bank. See you all later!
*In case you're wondering, as I often do, when will this madness end? The answer is: Mercury goes direct on the 25th.