I've become a morning person and I don't want to be.
Natter 76: Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Foaminess
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Timelies all!
I keep waking up around 5:30 when our alarm goes off at 6:30. I go back to sleep, but it's not very restful.
I have a weird 10- 2, 5-7 thing going. Which bit me in the ass today because I actually had an 8 am meeting and my commute is 30 minutes by Uber and and hour to two hours by bus.
And I overslept today.
Luckily I zoomed in the Uber!
I am back on this refrigerator thing. I am torn about buying a fridge that is cute, and buying something to set the counter level apartment fridge on, so I don't have to bend so far to get to it. Or maybe a combo. I still can't quite figure it out how to get the fridge upstairs, and I don't need a bigger fridge, but the bending is killing me(It is counter height). But the fridges are cute and might make me happy.
I would buy something to put the supplied fridge on. Any solid wood side table big enough would work.
Early morning risers club, represent!
I was indeed an early riser, but I was in news watching and coffee drinking mode. The Rachel interview with Parnas stuff is just nuts.
Today I'm up at 7:30 after 5.5 hours of sleep, possibly because of the thunderstorms?
I love to sleep with thunderstorms. I used to listen to recordings of them to sleep.
Argh. I seem to have lost my purse. I had it Tuesday morning because I remember hanging it on the hook in my cubicle and being annoyed with myself for not moving the purse-hook thing back to it from my "evening" purse. I couldn't find it when I wanted to go to lunch yesterday. What did I do with it between those times? Don't know. It isn't anywhere in my cubicle or in my car, not in the usual place I keep it at home or any of the typical places I set stuff down when I come in the door and drop things. I have a bad feeling I set it down somewhere outside for some reason and didn't pick it up again.
So that's the cash I had set aside for groceries, 4 gift cards worth $160, all my credit cards, my passport card, and the key to the car I am trying to donate to public radio. Not to mention the purse itself which is made of a penguin print fleece and is adorable. I just want to cry but I guess I'd better work instead.
Oh no! I hope it's somewhere odd, just waiting to be found.