Done yesterday (20091018)

[mdlbear]

1018 Su
  * radio; up 7:45; W=198.4; drugs, nose; coffee
  * backups: 2009-10-18T08:16:15-0700 - 2009-10-18T08:49:39-0700
  * started filling in PJ/untwisting.html
  * move disk image file from ~emmy to ~steve on amber.
  * set up networking on amber.    Set IP address (amber in both OSs)
  * set up windows printing on amber.  Use YD's account.
  * 1pm: Baycon meeting
  * 4ish 1/2 hr walk to the Rose Garden.  Cold.  Call from N
    We share some of the same psychological problems these days.
  " Bones ache while they're mending.  So do hearts. "
  " Trust an old woodworker on this: glue is tougher than wood or glass.  The
    more pieces something is broken into, the stronger it's going to be when
    you put it back together.
  "
  & Call from $friend asking advice re: stormy weather
    ! a little bemused that someone would ask me for advice
  * give YD a keyboard and mouse for the old computer in the hall
  * PAY BILLS - should have done that Thursday
  ! spent too much time staring at the to.do file and not doing anything
  * bed ~11pm; snuggle.

I started the day with a little light hacking, preparing the YD's new desktop computer for its trip upstairs. Mostly setting up printing, and giving it a static IP address. She installed and played some of her games downstairs in the evening, a rare instance of the whole family working on our various computers within sight of one another.

Colleen and I went to the Baycon 2010 meeting, to be introduced as fan guests (not that there were many people there who don't already know Colleen, at least). We came home the long way, via Tasman, 85, and Stevens Creek.

My walk, in the general direction of the Rose Garden, was rather short because it was colder than I was dressed for. Just as well; it started drizzling just after I got home. A call from my sister-of-choice, who I'd carelessly left dangling on IM without making it clear that I was just giving her some time not to answer questions if she didn't want to. We share some problems; it still feels odd and awkward to be the one trying to give advice.

Getting home, I answered voice mail from another friend, also asking advice. I'm still rather bemused, but apparently the Middle-Sized Bear is alive and well, and living in California with the Cheshire Cat.

I seem to spend way too much time staring at my to.do file, and way too little tearing myself away from it long enough to actually do something.

I don't regret not taking the time for a hot bath, though, since it meant more time in bed for warm snuggles. I have some of my priorities straight, at least.