random thoughts – Day 2,290 (Monday) – summer monday

Time has a different quality when recent schedule obligations are suddenly gone. Sundays are changed for the summer with no dance group until September. Monday rehearsals with my dance partner are on hold until we start working on new choreography for whatever showcase is next on our schedules. Tuesday nights are now free since the show with that night's group took place last week. The days (and nights) feel weird now. There are two enticing options available for Tuesday dancing, and it may take a coin toss to choose the winner.

The refrigeration adventure ended today with the collection of Darth Vader, Dark Lord of the Dining Room and Frigid Air (temporary). It was delivered last Thursday by two remarkably strong guys who aren't much bigger than I am, and collected today by three very strong gigantic guys who looked like they may have been on a day off from professional football camp.

Once the (unneeded) loaner fridge was gone, it was back to righting the dining room. The rug was rolled out again and the table shifted back to a newly modified version of its location. Previously, it was centered over the medallion in the middle of the rug. Now, the table is more centered under the pendant light that is tragically not centered in the room and has been a source of angst. When the table is centered in the room, the light hovers beyond the end of the table and presents a head injury hazard.

The search for new lighting has been underway for months. A flush mount ceiling fan would hide the lack of centering and provide air flow for the area, but I would still know it’s not centered. Centering the fixture will require an electrician and then ceiling repair work. Twin Scandinavian pendant lights over the table would provide centering (and look really cool), and require new wiring for the second light. This is the framework for the ongoing party of one dining room debate.

Because it was raining all day (at varying intensities), there was next to no interest in going out anywhere. StepDad told me on Sunday about his recently acquired, battery operated four-inch chain saw and I was tempted to go to the store where he got it to buy one for myself, but then it was raining. Maybe tomorrow (my new favorite day of the week).

Corn!

Now that calendar says it’s officially summer and corn on the cob consumption has begun. The modern grocery store packaging of shucked corn wrapped in plastic makes it so much easier. There is no guessing about what is in inside or how big the ears are, and no store patrons standing in the way and making a mess ripping back husks and tossing the ears back. At home, there is no messy husk and silk removal needed. It’s so civilized. And the corn was delicious, despite the near total lack of nutritional value. Hooray for early summer corn.