I haven't been out a lot the past few months. The last time was to see Orlando, in early March. I missed game day, and I haven't been to game nights in quite a few months.
Saturday was a clothing swap but I have a lot of work to do to get my (already late) taxes done and organise my financial. With the pending divorce, my cash flow is crazy and it took a number of hours to figure things out. Plus I have to get off my current ISP, which is associated with the house, and onto a private ISP. So I've been contacting people and businesses to change my address.
That was Saturday.
My friend Marian was also in town last weekend. I wanted to get together but couldn't arrange it until Sunday. Charity came along, and we met metro'd in to DC and met Marian at the Smithsonian castle. She was chatting with the guard before I got there; the guard didn't seem to find anything out of the ordinary about her, or about us. We were talking and she mentioned that she'd like to get some coffee and the guard interrupted and said there's good coffee inside. We bought coffee and pastries and sat around and enjoyed a snack. I went up to the information desk to find out what was going on on the mall (there were a bunch of teepees outside the castle, which turned out to be a Keystone XL protest). The information lady didn't know but started to walk over to the guard with us, assuming he would know (I already asked; he didn't). But it was nice of her to offer.
And so went the day. When I say "nothing out of the ordinary," I saw no odd looks from the moment I left the apartment, to the metro rides, to the various museums we went to. We were treated as anyone else (including having our bags examined by mall security) and we acted accordingly.
I did decide to take advantage of the restroom in the Hirshhorn art museum, because it wasn't crowded and we'd be heading towards more crowded museums from there. Something horrible happened there.
There was no paper in my stall. Fortunately, for me, paper is optional. :)
The restroom remained empty which allowed me time to touch up my lipstick after my coffee and we moved on to the mall area, and to the American History museum.
Another friend mentioned that she would be at a drag show (herself in drab) that evening but I had agreed to pick up my son around the time the show began so I had to skip.
Pictures tomorrow.
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Monday, April 28, 2014
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Meeting With Marian, Part I
Sometimes, when I get ready to go out, my routine resembles a well-oiled machine. Usually, the only oil is on my face and I say "dam! I have to get the oil-free foundation!"
Sunday, I planned to meet Marian in DC for a little girl time (that's little girl-time, not little-girl time). We were to meet at 9 for breakfast and sightseeing.
I set my alarm for 6, and underslept ~ I woke around 5 and dozed a tiny bit but by 5:45 I knew I didn't have enough time to sleep, but also I knew I had to try (note to self: this always fails).
It was to be a long day, going to DC, doing some final cleaning (this was the day Aeify was coming to Virginia), bringing my son to Sunday school (after changing!) and helping Aeify move in. In hindsight, if I was smart I would have skipped visiting with Marian and slept. We weren't done moving stuff out of the truck until 2am. But, instead, I was Meg, and I wouldn't have changed a thing.
By 7 I was showered and shaved ~ I think shaving is harder if you do it twice in a row, at least for me. Leaving a day between shaves works best, but I shaved thoroughly the day before because I was hoping I'd get out that day, too. Alas, no.
By 7:45 I had my foundation on, my eyes done, a load of laundry in the dryer (sheets for Aeify's friend), a tape playing (I have lots of cassettes and I'm trying to decide what to save and what to throw away), coffee made and drunk.
All I had left was blush, lips, and get dressed. My goal was to be out by 8:15.
I was ready to leave at 8:25. The sheets weren't dry so SOMEONE had to sleep on wrinkly sheets. And I wanted to take out the trash before I go. I mean, I was certainly dressed for it!
The plan was to meet Marian at 9. And 35 minutes would be plenty of time. Maybe. Around here one never knows.
I set my alarm for 6, and underslept ~ I woke around 5 and dozed a tiny bit but by 5:45 I knew I didn't have enough time to sleep, but also I knew I had to try (note to self: this always fails).
It was to be a long day, going to DC, doing some final cleaning (this was the day Aeify was coming to Virginia), bringing my son to Sunday school (after changing!) and helping Aeify move in. In hindsight, if I was smart I would have skipped visiting with Marian and slept. We weren't done moving stuff out of the truck until 2am. But, instead, I was Meg, and I wouldn't have changed a thing.
By 7 I was showered and shaved ~ I think shaving is harder if you do it twice in a row, at least for me. Leaving a day between shaves works best, but I shaved thoroughly the day before because I was hoping I'd get out that day, too. Alas, no.
By 7:45 I had my foundation on, my eyes done, a load of laundry in the dryer (sheets for Aeify's friend), a tape playing (I have lots of cassettes and I'm trying to decide what to save and what to throw away), coffee made and drunk.
All I had left was blush, lips, and get dressed. My goal was to be out by 8:15.
I was ready to leave at 8:25. The sheets weren't dry so SOMEONE had to sleep on wrinkly sheets. And I wanted to take out the trash before I go. I mean, I was certainly dressed for it!
The plan was to meet Marian at 9. And 35 minutes would be plenty of time. Maybe. Around here one never knows.
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