random thoughts – Day 1,955 – (Thursday) – eating, packing, meeting

Breakfast sammie.

The current rhythm of the day begins like the working life days with the alarm still going off at 6:15, followed immediately by one tap of “snooze” before getting up ten minutes later to start the coffee. Coffee is taken with a side of Wordle, Words with Friends, and Duolingo (except when I forget, which is a lot lately). Today there was a breakfast sandwich of fried egg with cheese and salami on toast rounds, under the plan to reduce the freezer holdings. 

Before, the routine was to sit at a desk and work. Now, it’s organizing and packing boxes and loading them into the cube. There are at least 1,000 daily rounds of “where is the tape?”, “where are the scissors?”, “where is the Sharpie?”, “where is the [cup, plate, whatever] I just had in my hand?”

The day’s entertainment had a big detour after an email from the closing attorney’s office. There were also two messages from yesterday that I missed because of the way Gmail nests messages (which I hate) and the segregation of messages to “Primary” and “Promotions” (which I also hate). The law office needed my signature on the documents for the closing. I could print, sign, have notarized, and mail them to the office – or I could go to the office in Worcester. The absence of access to a printer was a big impediment, so I chose to go to the office.

That’s when I discovered some bad guesses when setting some clothes aside last week for the next couple weeks and packing everything else into the cube. Two pairs of shorts, jeans, and camo pants with some tee shirts and a white shirt covered only a couple bases and none of them were “visit a law office.” I also neglected to keep aside a skirt so I could dress like a civilian on the way to and from our dance performance Saturday morning. Too late now!

The volume of traffic on 495 was heavy. Thanks to typing in the address wrong (225 Park Ave), Waze directed me to the middle of Elm Park. Oops. A quick stop in the nearly empty Price Chopper lot let me check email for the correct number (255) and then I was on my way to the Parkview Office Tower, located close to where I lived in Worcester once upon a lifetime ago. Like, around the corner and down the street. 

The very quick signing meeting today means I don’t have to attend the closing next Wednesday, so that is a nice benefit. After the meeting, I drove down Elm Street intending to go past my old apartment building, then I wondered why exactly, thought about traffic, and turned down a side street that runs along the park and continued homeward instead.

The traffic home was worse than the traffic earlier, but the Emerson radio station was playing some great songs from ages ago mixed in with the new stuff. Today’s trip down musical memory lane included The Neighborhoods and one of my favorite songs from the 90s, “Prettiest Girl.” I sang my way up 495 with the radio playing LOUD and it was an enjoyable stretch of approximately three minutes. Then the volume was reduced to the regular level for the rest of the ride.