As Forrest Said

I gotta pee. And the guy who's supposed to be here now to cover the library so I can leave is ten minutes late. We'll see if he's here by the time I'm done.

It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood, as it was yesterday, although I didn't get much outside time yesterday. I expect to get more today because the current plan is that I'll be walking home from work. Somewhat like my trip to New York last week, it's an adventure. My house is only a mile away from the library, but I haven't walked a mile all at once in some time. Even so, it's gorgeous out there, I have my cane, and I won't need to be carrying anything, or, for that matter, climbing any hills. So that's all good.

The reason I'm walking home is that we are down a car, more or less permanently. My father's car, which the Hubs has been using for several years, a 91 Oldsmobile, so literally, this is my father's Oldsmobile, has finally bitten the dust. It needs a catalytic converter, which is expensive, and it failed inspection because of it. As of March 1, it was no longer legal to drive, so it sits in our driveway until the Hubs decides what to do with it. (His record for letting a dead car sit in the driveway is, I believe, three years.) He works at home, and walks nearly every place he needs to go, so we're not in a rush to get him a car. (And things with his parents are very stable, I might add, because that would be a huge factor otherwise.) So we haven't replaced the car, and I don't know when we will. In the meantime, he has a meeting in south Jersey today, and so he dropped me off at work and went on his way. He may or may not be home in time to pick me up, since he'll add a visit to his folks while he's in the area, but really, I'm looking forward to the walk. It should be lovely, and I haven't gotten in a lot of exercise lately due to some pain.

Oh, he just showed up, about 18 minutes late total. I wonder what time he'll be leaving. Anyway, bathroom break for me.

I'm back, got distracted for a bit by actual work, but now I'm back. The bell is going to ring in about a minute ... or now, there it is ... and my hall person is still there, to the bitter end today, but he's actually got a kid out there and is working with him on some kind of math. Anyway, he stayed, and I wandered around a bit when I took my break. I'm very much in eating mode today, but I'm being good.

So did I mention yesterday that ABC decided to let Cablevision have its programming back about an hour into the Oscars on Sunday night? Yeah, that was nice of them. I'm just glad to be able to watch Lost tonight, since I wouldn't be able to see that online until tomorrow, or record it. (Sometimes I go back to hear or see something again.) When ABC went away, it wiped out all the scheduled recordings on that channel on my sister's DVR, but mine was okay. Not that any of this is relevant to anything.

Okay, so I realized this morning that I'm having a hard time dressing myself. This could mean many things, but I don't stand and stare at the closet and try on multiple outfits, nor do I have trouble tying my shoes. What I'm finding is that once I'm dressed, and wearing nice things that actually go with each other, I look in the mirror and see a mess. Today, I'm wearing a very cozy and soft army-green hoodie with a pretty wide collar, and a taupe tee shirt under that. I simply cannot get them to lay right. The round collar of the tee shirt will just not be round; it keeps pulling down on one side, which indicates to me that like yesterday, probably one of the girls is hanging lower than the other (but not the same one.) Yesterday, my bra straps kept falling down all  day. I feel like a schlumpf, which is probably not a real word, even in Yiddish, but it's descriptive of how I feel I look.

What else can I tell you this morning? I should be shelving books, which I have no interest in doing. Maybe I'll finally finish shifting the reference books. That should burn a few calories.