Day 1 of compulsory vacation: got into the shower at noon. Will start sanding deck furniture shortly.

I'd like to be more productive, like maybe had made oil & vet appts, but that would require planning and I don't have that in me. So deck furniture and possibly paint touch ups today. Tomorrow, I have to do Saturday's errands because sat is taken and Sunday s Easter and thus everything is closed! So the timing works out, I guess.

My day off will be busy: one month/one week eye checkup, oil change, drop stuff off at thrift stores/get boxes to put thrift store stuff in. Then do eBay stuff. And think of something real-food-ish to cook this weekend. And make more inroads in stuff house to get rid of.

Hah, that should've said SAD diet breakfast.

Welcome back, Frankenbuddha

One more note about my fucked up job: There's a person in another department who plays a really critical liaison role. She has no backup. She is on vacation this week, and her out of office literally doesn't even refer you to anyone else -- you just have to wait until she is back.

Table and chair sanded and washed(other chair is broken and I haven't figured out how to fix yet.) once they dry, back to basement to await staining and sealing. But they need to get really dry. Operation attach hose to utility sink was a success!

Eat something and then clean car or maybe fix the spot of rust on my railing. :( !!! Something chipped the paint at some point.

Also? Opened the windows and airing out house! Spring!

Yay, spring!

And also, YAY amych!

Talk of Easter had me looking up pictures of the Easter Sunrise Service at Old Salem. It's a thing. The Moravian Band plays (as it does at Christmas Candlelight Lovefeast), people gather in the square by Christ Church and follow the band to God's Acre (stumbling over the brick sidewalks in the pre-dawn), the Moravian cemetery, where all the gravestones are identical flat white marble. The congregants arrange themselves to wait for the sun to breach the horizon, singing hymns and praying.

God's Acre has gates, brick pillars with a white-painted arch between them, scripture quotes lettered across the arch. My favorite one, tucked up under century old trees and giving onto the sidewalk along a row of 160 year old row houses, says, "Till the Day Break" on entry. And, "And the Shadows Flee Away" on exit.

I am consumed with fond nostalgia.

Oh, that sounds lovely.

I've been in meetings all morning. I just have one more left and then I'm going to slack off for a little while and do more computer research. There's one I'm looking at where I can get Windows 7, but it wouldn't ship until the 14th.

Ugh. My migraine had eased up overnight, but now it's back (the weather is INSANE right now, and my poor head has surrendered). I have to run to the grocery store, and then I am going to take ALL THE DRUGS that I possibly can (within safe limits) and then watching CA:TWS with the sound down low.

Maybe I'll get a Reese's Easter egg at the grocery store. I'm sure it would make me feel better.