An Almost Wasted Day (Days?)
Jul. 12th, 2014 08:15 pm9:30 AM Alarm Clocks: Ring, buzz, etc.
Adrienne: Urgh
10:30 AM Adrienne: I should get up.
10:35 AM Adrienne: What a beautiful day for a hike.
Smartphone: And it's not supposed to get very hot (well, for Central Illinois anyway).
10:45 AM Adrienne: Crap, I need to do laundry.
12:45 AM Adrienne: Well the laundry is done and I set up my GPS. I just need to print out the directions to the state park.
12:50 AM: Computer: freeze! Opens a link. Freeze! Etc.
1:30 PM: Adrienne: I still haven't been able to print the directions. Maybe I should stay home and take a walk later. And I can work on my coupons.
4:30 PM: Coupons: Ha, ha, you still haven't finished. Maybe you shouldn't have watched the Pacific Crest Trail documentary while you sorted. (There are several months of coupons to sort.)
Adrienne: I guess that I'm not going for a walk. I should eat something.
5:30 PM: Adrienne: Wow, the food is making me sleepy. Maybe I'll take a short nap.
6:30 PM: Adrienne: I'll sort through the remaining coupons to see if there's anything that I really want in there.
7:15 PM: Adrienne: I need to get going and take a shower if I want to make it to Michael's to drop off the pictures.
7:20 PM: Adrienne: I don't like the looks of the clouds out there. I need to check if it will rain.
Weather.com radar (on tablet): There's a big honking storm coming your way. And it's CLOSE.
Adrienne: Okay, I don't want to take the pictures. Maybe I'll nap a little more.
8:30 PM Adrienne: I'll sort through more coupons.
9:30 PM Weather.com (on computer): Ha, ha, fooled you! It isn't supposed to rain until 3 AM!
Adrienne: Arrgh.
Adrienne: Wow, a movie of the book Wild (about hiking the Pacific Crest trail) is coming out. (Reads articles about it.)
10:15 PM Adrienne: I need to get into the shower NOW.
10:30 PM Adrienne: I mean NOW.
11:15 PM Adrienne: Got to run to the store now.
12:00 AM Adrienne: Wow, looking through coupons at the store to determine what to buy takes a long time. (Not everything on sale was on the sale flyer.)
3:00 AM Adrienne: I'm finally done. I think that it's 3 AM. No, it can't be that late. Maybe 2 AM?
Clock: It's 3 AM.
Rain: Time to start gently.
Storm: BOOM! BOOM, BOOM!
Adrienne: I hope that I get everything in the house before it starts pouring.
3:30 AM: Adrienne: Good, everything's in the house.
3:45 AM: Rain: It's pouring!
Adrienne: Good timing! I need to eat dinner (really).
4:30 AM: Adrienne: I really need to go to sleep.
5 AM: Adrienne: I need to go to sleep NOW.
3 PM: Adrienne: I'll run to the bathroom and close my eyes for just a few more minutes.
6 PM: Clock: It's 6 PM!
Adrienne: CRAP!
I need to wait to take my shower until the dishwasher finishes running. So, I'm going to look at the sale ads at Kroger to see if there's anything on sale that I want for which I have a coupon. And I need to run to Meijer because there's a couple of things that I forgot because my list got buried beneath the coupons and stuff that I bought. I now have enough food for weeks! But I don't like the look of those clouds...and I just heard thunder. Sigh.
Adrienne: Urgh
10:30 AM Adrienne: I should get up.
10:35 AM Adrienne: What a beautiful day for a hike.
Smartphone: And it's not supposed to get very hot (well, for Central Illinois anyway).
10:45 AM Adrienne: Crap, I need to do laundry.
12:45 AM Adrienne: Well the laundry is done and I set up my GPS. I just need to print out the directions to the state park.
12:50 AM: Computer: freeze! Opens a link. Freeze! Etc.
1:30 PM: Adrienne: I still haven't been able to print the directions. Maybe I should stay home and take a walk later. And I can work on my coupons.
4:30 PM: Coupons: Ha, ha, you still haven't finished. Maybe you shouldn't have watched the Pacific Crest Trail documentary while you sorted. (There are several months of coupons to sort.)
Adrienne: I guess that I'm not going for a walk. I should eat something.
5:30 PM: Adrienne: Wow, the food is making me sleepy. Maybe I'll take a short nap.
6:30 PM: Adrienne: I'll sort through the remaining coupons to see if there's anything that I really want in there.
7:15 PM: Adrienne: I need to get going and take a shower if I want to make it to Michael's to drop off the pictures.
7:20 PM: Adrienne: I don't like the looks of the clouds out there. I need to check if it will rain.
Weather.com radar (on tablet): There's a big honking storm coming your way. And it's CLOSE.
Adrienne: Okay, I don't want to take the pictures. Maybe I'll nap a little more.
8:30 PM Adrienne: I'll sort through more coupons.
9:30 PM Weather.com (on computer): Ha, ha, fooled you! It isn't supposed to rain until 3 AM!
Adrienne: Arrgh.
Adrienne: Wow, a movie of the book Wild (about hiking the Pacific Crest trail) is coming out. (Reads articles about it.)
10:15 PM Adrienne: I need to get into the shower NOW.
10:30 PM Adrienne: I mean NOW.
11:15 PM Adrienne: Got to run to the store now.
12:00 AM Adrienne: Wow, looking through coupons at the store to determine what to buy takes a long time. (Not everything on sale was on the sale flyer.)
3:00 AM Adrienne: I'm finally done. I think that it's 3 AM. No, it can't be that late. Maybe 2 AM?
Clock: It's 3 AM.
Rain: Time to start gently.
Storm: BOOM! BOOM, BOOM!
Adrienne: I hope that I get everything in the house before it starts pouring.
3:30 AM: Adrienne: Good, everything's in the house.
3:45 AM: Rain: It's pouring!
Adrienne: Good timing! I need to eat dinner (really).
4:30 AM: Adrienne: I really need to go to sleep.
5 AM: Adrienne: I need to go to sleep NOW.
3 PM: Adrienne: I'll run to the bathroom and close my eyes for just a few more minutes.
6 PM: Clock: It's 6 PM!
Adrienne: CRAP!
I need to wait to take my shower until the dishwasher finishes running. So, I'm going to look at the sale ads at Kroger to see if there's anything on sale that I want for which I have a coupon. And I need to run to Meijer because there's a couple of things that I forgot because my list got buried beneath the coupons and stuff that I bought. I now have enough food for weeks! But I don't like the look of those clouds...and I just heard thunder. Sigh.