Not a good day for getting things done, huh? More of a day for lounging around daydreaming and listening to music? A little escape from reality?
Hmmmmm. Is that why I ran around like a loony on Saturday doing a clean up after the rest of the household in Cambridge took off for the airport and a week in the Bahamas, got myself to South Station and on the Bolt Bus, then walked in my apartment, took one look at the bedroom ceiling artfully scattered around the bedroom floor and on the bed and decided the only thing to do was make a decaf cafe au lait, dust off the computer and sit down and check email?
I did decide later I ought to make an attempt to clear it up a bit, and (after photographing it for my landlord) attempted to sweep the rubble into piles and put it into plastic bags, but I soon gave up on that. I ended up sweeping a pathway through the chunks of plaster so I could get into the living room and dusting off the few surfaces I decided I needed, then shaking the plaster dust out of the sheets and settling down for a nice quiet read before bedtime, thinking of how exciting it's going to be when Uranus goes into Aries.
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