Mattress, Exams, the Beginning of Summer
It's odd, being done with the last in-class final exam of my undergraduate career. I didn't do as well as I might have if I'd spent more time on it. I'd probably give myself a B, and I'm ok with that.
Last night, I drove down to Chicago at about nine o' clock to pick up a mattress from Ian, a friend who it was nice to see again after a long time. I'd bought a set of four ratchet straps from Big!Lots to hold it on the roof of the car. They turned out to be too short, but combining the four sets into two longer sets made it workable. I got to Lisa's place around eleven and dropped it off with her. On a whim, I suggested taking her out for diner grub. In retrospect, it's at least a nice thing to do for someone who's going to store a queen size mattress with me for three months or so.
The first place we went *used* to be open 24 hours; they were closing in twenty minutes. Instead we ended up at an IHoP. The food was pretty unremarkable; Lisa thinks her bacon was cooked, stored, and microwaved. It was edible, but next time we're looking for food at midnight on a weekday, we'll go somewhere else.
While eating, I managed to get hot sauce splatters on a new-to-me thrift store shirt with Totoro's face on it, as well as on one of my favorite pairs of jeans. Lisa directed me to a Jewel to get a Tide-to-Go stick, but it was closed. Huh; used to be 24 hours. So we drove to a 24 hour Walgreens near her place for stain remover. Funny; didn't that Walgreens used to be 24 hours? I finally dropped her off at home, Googled a 24 hour Walgreens on my way north, and stopped there for a stain stick. And a bag of M&Ms.
I stopped at Woodman's on the way home for grocery shopping and to pick up boxes. Overnight shift is when they restock, of course, and my mother suggested box hunting there. I only grabbed four boxes, but it's good to know that there are tons of them available there for the taking. I will definitely be making a trip back with a utility knife to grab twenty or thirty when I'm not dealing with food at the same time. I finally got home around three in the morning. I applied more stain stick to my clothes, put them in a bucket to soak, and went to bed. I think, looking at them now, that the stain came out of my pants. I'm going to give the shirt one more go, but I was more worried about the pants, so I'm pleased.
So, I have one more day of work at the archives, and then...what? Packing up I suppose. Reading. A little interviewing with Kate. All the trips I want to take. Seeing people. I feel slightly at loose ends, but I do think this will be a wonderful Summer. I plan to pack it full-to-bursting.
Last night, I drove down to Chicago at about nine o' clock to pick up a mattress from Ian, a friend who it was nice to see again after a long time. I'd bought a set of four ratchet straps from Big!Lots to hold it on the roof of the car. They turned out to be too short, but combining the four sets into two longer sets made it workable. I got to Lisa's place around eleven and dropped it off with her. On a whim, I suggested taking her out for diner grub. In retrospect, it's at least a nice thing to do for someone who's going to store a queen size mattress with me for three months or so.
The first place we went *used* to be open 24 hours; they were closing in twenty minutes. Instead we ended up at an IHoP. The food was pretty unremarkable; Lisa thinks her bacon was cooked, stored, and microwaved. It was edible, but next time we're looking for food at midnight on a weekday, we'll go somewhere else.
While eating, I managed to get hot sauce splatters on a new-to-me thrift store shirt with Totoro's face on it, as well as on one of my favorite pairs of jeans. Lisa directed me to a Jewel to get a Tide-to-Go stick, but it was closed. Huh; used to be 24 hours. So we drove to a 24 hour Walgreens near her place for stain remover. Funny; didn't that Walgreens used to be 24 hours? I finally dropped her off at home, Googled a 24 hour Walgreens on my way north, and stopped there for a stain stick. And a bag of M&Ms.
I stopped at Woodman's on the way home for grocery shopping and to pick up boxes. Overnight shift is when they restock, of course, and my mother suggested box hunting there. I only grabbed four boxes, but it's good to know that there are tons of them available there for the taking. I will definitely be making a trip back with a utility knife to grab twenty or thirty when I'm not dealing with food at the same time. I finally got home around three in the morning. I applied more stain stick to my clothes, put them in a bucket to soak, and went to bed. I think, looking at them now, that the stain came out of my pants. I'm going to give the shirt one more go, but I was more worried about the pants, so I'm pleased.
So, I have one more day of work at the archives, and then...what? Packing up I suppose. Reading. A little interviewing with Kate. All the trips I want to take. Seeing people. I feel slightly at loose ends, but I do think this will be a wonderful Summer. I plan to pack it full-to-bursting.