But first…
Rumbling And Stumbling
Yesterday’s plan went off with only a few missteps.
Lunch was good, not great. To be fair Pollo Norteño’s offerings will never be Michelin Star quality, but I enjoy them. Per my agenda I walked to the lavanderia and proceeded to do all of my laundry, the first such effort since the Thursday before leaving for LEAF two weeks ago.
I drove the M6 down to Town Brookhaven and then went into LA Fitness, yes my membership is still active; this is where the day’s hiccups occurred. First, at some point I took out the padlock that I used to store in my gym bag. Had I been going to the gym even occasionally I either would have never let this happen, or I would have noticed this earlier. It wasn’t much of an issue because I had stored all of my valuables in a cubbyhole locker with a combination. The run/walk was tough, slow, and once again consisted of too much walking; however, I managed to go out for 5.2 miles. Apparently it’s near-impossible to start running again when you are an fat, old man. The most embarrassing part of this day occurred when I couldn’t open the cubbyhole locker containing my valuables and had to ask the front desk to use their master key; this happened twice yesterday. Each time I was certain that I new the number I had set because they were both significant numbers in my life, however both times I failed. Ugh. To make matters worse, the woman who helped me both times locked and unlocked the same locker, while I was standing there, with no problem. Double ugh.
Shamed, I left LA Fitness and walked down to Costco. To my surprise I ran into Hank who was also wandering the aisles of Costco. We each did our shopping quickly, and then walked up to Lucky’s Burger & Brew where I proceeded to ingest some of the calories I had expended.
After a stop at KroBar to pick up some Talenti gelato I was home in time to watch Game 7. Around the fifth inning I was so tired that I turned off the tv and went into the bedroom. It wasn’t until I awoke around 2am that I found out what I missed. The Cubs? World Series Champs? Huh, maybe there is hope that I will have sex again after all..
ITP Flickr Pic
“Obligatory Portrait In Front Of Glass” (Atlanta, Georgia, United States)
Pardon the pun but I felt as if I were reflecting on my life when I took this photo last Friday. You can see the name sticker I put on for Creative Mornings on my left arm, and the other sticker is the High Museum’s.
Movie Sign!
In addition to my daily routine, some parts of which are going better than others, I will be driving to Sandy Springs this afternoon. Wait, what?!? That’s right, I will be driving to Sandy Springs to the Sandy Springs Lefont Theater to see “A Man Called Ove”. I have read the book (wait, what?!?) and now want to see the movie interpretation. I will be seeing the 2:20pm showing (saving $1.50 on the ticket price), flying solo this time (unlike when I went to see “Hell or High Water”), and with a two-hour running time will have a little while to kill before going over to ITP-Reader Barb’s house (which means I will be able to avoid some traffic).
I’m so looking forward to eating some spicy Tasty China, drinking a few beers, and hanging out with friends.
Cheers,
Paulie [eatl/ga]
while in Sandy Springs, you could waste some time at Phiddippedes (I’m not looking this word up see if I spelled it right) and bother Sal, and tell her to come over when she gets off work at 7. I told her we’d all still be there.
I worked until 7pm, again, but there is light at the end of the tunnel – its getting closer & closer to Black Friday, so eventually this freight will slow down.
Allan got the lights in downstairs (so we can work in the eveings – oh joy)- next up is the lower parts of the wall, then, more oh joy, we get to tile the floor. Taking the weekend off to go camping is messing with his schedule, but its looking like TJ & Mary might put the house on the market finally soon, so we need to step it up.
Did you put the High sticker out on the street signs like everyone else does? If you’ve never noticed, check out the signs on poles near the corner of Peachtree & 16th the next time you’re around there. Dozens and dozens of little High stickers.
Alas, me so sad, but I’m not going to make it tonight: my appointment got moved back a little. But I SO appreciate all y’all throwing it out there and including me. 🙂 Barb, I guess I’ll just have to wait until Thanksgiving to see you afterall (any other ITP readers??) …oh and amazingly FINALLY give you back your “tacky Christmas clothes” I borrowed last year, good golly! (they’ve been safely hanging all nice and snug in my closet all this time)
I am, admittedly, a bit tired today. But caffeine and a sugar high (via Kringle from Wisconsin!) is helping this morning. Wow, what a game. YAY Cubs!
C U B S! Cubs, Cubs, Cubs! (it doesn’t have the same ring as Jets…) At the point the tarp was put out, I had to call it quits. I was already in bed and had dozed a couple of times. 04:50 came really early. I have to say the series was the best in many years.
We are also looking forward to TC tonight. Been far too long.
Off to a meeting.
-FP
Stacy – totally forgot & I would only notice those sweaters aren’t returned about mid December…….. so, no biggie at all.
we were watching DVRd TV – switched over the game every once in a while, switched over the CMAs (some good commentary from friends on FB made me to that), and when they didn’t televise the 7th inning stretch, I decided to go to sleep.
Glad the Cubs won.
I just may do that Barb.
I haven’t stuck my sticker on ages, since they moved the entrance at least. Sorry you can’t make it tonight but enjoyed being pampered.