Yeah. Welcome to 39, self. I took the day off but don’t have any plans. Laundry is looming though. no, really. It is looming in the form of two large piles of mostly towels.
In other news, one of my neighbors has started getting bolder and going door to door to ask for money. This is what she does when not working the metro and bus stop for grocery money to feed her kids, of which she has none by the way. Just a minor detail there. not sure what, if anything, to do about this, but am thinking about it because she is getting bolder and I don’t know what that means yet.
The weather is insanely gorgeous here. If it got above 85 all weekend, I will be surprised. mostly, it didn’t get above 80. Amazing. Weird. And yet I still managed, through the haze, to get sunburned yesterday (shoulders).
There’s not a lot to report right now. It’s quiet. I like it.
I should go do some laundry, shouldn’t I?
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Happy birthday! Gorgeous weather, day off, quiet day. Sounds like a perfect birthday to me.
And ALL of my towels will soon be clean. ALL OF THEM.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! i didn’t realize we were very nearly birthday buddies. next year: we get drunk together. plan? =)
Thanks, and it’s a plan.
Happy Birthday (cont’d from
FacePlantFaceBook)!You and Abby need to take an afternoon nap on all your warm, soft towels.
As for your neighbor, I don’t suppose your apartment complex has rules posted about soliciting? If so, and if they’re the kind that sends out memos to tenants, maybe they could send out a friendly reminder on the policy?
And yes, I realize these are the same people that did such a bang-up job on that hole in the kitchen ceiling, but other than “Don’t answer your door. Ever.” I couldn’t think of any better advice.
Happy Birthday! Congrats on the clean towels and the day of quietly selfish indulgence.
As for the neighbor, if she knocks on your door, yank it open like you are in a huge panic and say, “Thank God it’s you! Quick! I need five bucks!”
There are worse things to be doing on your Monday birthday. On my last Monday birthday (I believe it was #36), I paid bills and let all calls go to voice mail.
Now if I were there, we’d be raising hell. But happy birthday — the quiet way — all the same.
Happy Birthday! A lovely quiet day to yourself. Sweet!
Mine is on a Wednesday soon. I plan to do nothing. Nothing. Play all day. Read a book. Go for a walk.
Hand the crazy lady a coupon for a fast food joint every time she hits you up for money. She’ll think you’re crazy and leave you alone.
Happy birthday!
I spent my recent Monday birthday recuperating from a bike crash, forced to take the day off but feeling quite well by that point – though there was probably very little laundry involved, the weather’s been mostly wet and cold here and I live in a world of outdoors, uncovered clothes lines… Oh, and I am moving in a few weeks, to a new flat – and it’s got a DRYER!!! I am looking forward to warm fluffy towels – haven’t seen any in nearly 3 years!
Happy ( though belated) Birthday!
I’m so sorry I missed it! Hope it was fun, and minus a neightborly panhandler and plus warm towels. And ice cream, too.