“Remoted – Hybrid” – Day 713 (Friday) – play date

Day off from work! And it was more of the same of most days off from work. 

There was coffee, too much reading of Facebook and news, a review of Finnish lessons, and a feeble attempt to make plans. “Feeble attempt” in this case means I thought about calling Mom to see if she was free to do something, but it seemed better to have an activity suggestion in  mind before calling. The usual response to the question “Are you busy today?” is “What did you have in mind?” It seemed wise to have an idea to suggest before it turned into a lengthy back and forth of “I don't know, what do you want to do?”

Day-off playdate.

While thinking of an activity, it led to tackling just one chore before calling Mom. The vacuum was hauled out and the bedroom rugs were vacuumed, along with the baseboards, walls, and all the trim and horizontal surfaces. Then the whole thing began again downstairs in the dining room and living room. It got serious. Furniture was moved. Winston ran and hid.

In between the various dust rearranging tasks, there was couch time and streaming of shows. The discovery of The Gilded Age from Julian Fellows, (who brought us Downton Abbey) on HBOMax was great until the available episodes ran out and suddenly there was empty sadness. There won't be a new episode until Monday. How quaint. The next thing I knew, it was 4:30, and certainly well past the time to make a plan for the day, which was now basically over. Instead of hanging out with Mom, the day-off playdate ended up being the vacuum cleaner. On the bright side, the rugs and floors are much tidier.

HBOMax has other fine offerings for my personal entertainment, so when The Gilded Age was exhausted, it was over to And Just Like That. This show is the follow-up to Sex and the City, which I was never totally into and found only moderately amusing, but it’s less awful than some of the other stuff I’ve watched.

There was an inkling of an idea to have supper delivered. The first choice was a highly recommended seafood restaurant across town, but the website address leads to their Facebook page which doesn’t have a menu or ordering instructions, but does have a website address that leads back to the Facebook page. After a couple go-rounds with that I was dizzy and annoyed.

Supper is served.

The former favorite delivery place was visited online, but after the two recent food fails it was reconsidered. After the second disappointment, it was decided they would get one more chance, so I’m probably just delaying the inevitable, but for now, they still have an opportunity for redemption.

After a half hour of menu trolling, the delivery idea was dismissed in favor of the Aldi pepperoni pizza in the freezer. While it baked in the oven, I vacuumed the kitchen and office rugs and poured a glass of wine. Maybe tomorrow I’ll leave the house. Or continue with the sporadic spurts of cleaning. It’s nice to have options.