I have an upcoming vacation. I am doing the last minute things, even though it’s not really last minute yet.
I went to purchase what I need for the trip. I haven’t quite finished, but I got the majority done.
I tried to get a mani pedi done, but I ended up getting called in to go to work, so only the pedi got done.
I got to work and finished up on record time. Then I went to buy sunglasses for the trip. I am almost ready! I am planning on getting the manicure soon.
I also found a lot of memes and book related photos to write about when I’m away. I am sure I’ll have time to write, so I’ll publish when I’m back. At least I don’t have to think about what I’m going to write about. I’ll figure out other topics, too, while I’m away. Always thinking…
After all the trouble getting the license plate and scheduling and rescheduling everything, yesterday was the day that I had to get the car to the police station to get the fix it ticket signed off.
I managed to get the license plate, tape, and cleaning wipes to the car. I found a good spot to attach the plate. I had been warned that the tape I used will be PERMANENT. No problem.
I got up to the police station and there were two women in the station already. They also had a fix it ticket to take care of. I overheard “Well, your fix it ticket is for not having the sticker on your car. Your sticker is there in your hand, so I can’t sign off that it was fixed, because I can see that it wasn’t. If it’s in your hand, it’s not on your car.” The response: “We left the car at home, so we wanted to show that we got the sticker.” Ummmm…. The very patient officer suggested that they go home and put the sticker on the car and then try to get the ticket signed. “but, the type of ticket you have requires you to go downtown to fix it, or over to the college.” Oh, boy… I was not hopeful that I could get my ticket signed.
The officer sent the two ladies on their way. I didn’t even get a chance to say anything and the officer took the ticket from me. “Oh, a license plate. I actually have to go look.” I told him to look at it as getting a walk and some fresh air in. “A walk? How far away did you park? Don’t tell me you left your car at home, too!” No no. It’s across the street about four cars down, parked perpendicularly. He looked at it. “Yes, there’s a plate there.” He signed my paper and I thanked him and told him to enjoy his walk back. He said that he was glad I didn’t go when it was raining.
I got home and copied the paperwork and got it in an envelope with a stamp. We even made it to the post office that same day.
Now, I just need the radio pulled out of the other car, and I’ll donate that. Getting stuff done! I am not mentioning the library books that need to go back before I leave on my trip.
When I was in Vegas, my daughter texted me a photo of a ticket that was left in the car we don’t drive often. It never had a front license plate and there’s no place to put it, anyhow.
I also have a car that I’m going to donate as soon as I can get someone to take the radio out of it. It’s sentimental, not that it’s a decent radio or anything.
I messaged my friend, asking where I should take the car for the license plate, and if he knew anyone who would come to remove the radio. He said he’d do both on his next day off. Perfect!
I rushed around to get a new replacement plate. I squeezed a trip to AAA into my schedule. I got there, waited in line, and explained what I needed. I was handed paperwork and told to bring in the old plates. Oh boy! Now I needed tools to get the old plate off.
I figured it out and got the plate and the paperwork to AAA after getting all the info together. I turned over the old plate and got the new ones. I installed the new rear one. My friend cancelled. Great.
I texted another friend about the radio and the license plate. He said he could help with the radio, but had no experience with license plates. No problem. I called my mechanic to ask what to do, expecting him to recommend someone. “Heavy duty double stick tape.” I can do that.
So the next thing in the agenda is to wait for the rain to stop, then take the paperwork and car to the police station to get it signed off. Hopefully that’ll be tomorrow.
On the way home from class last night, we saw a highway patrolman enter the freeway with his lights on. He started weaving across the lanes to slow us down. For the most part, this worked ok. The other cars slowed down with us and it was ok.
We followed the car for several miles and finally the officer brought us to a complete stop. That’s when things got mildly interesting. A car about 3 cars behind me started honking. Why? Where do you think you’re going to go? Through me and the police car? Then, the car in front of me squeezes in between the two lanes to pass. Again, where do you think you’re going?
It looks like they stopped us so that they could set up the construction zone ahead.
This morning, on my commute, I almost hit a 5 gallon bucket rolling around the freeway. Where was my traffic break today?
I was originally supposed to be meeting a friend this morning, but he cancelled just after midnight. I turned my alarm off and slept in. I also had bookclub scheduled, but I spent several hours coughing and decided I needed to stay indoors today.
I ended up not finishing the book for bookclub. I decided to start some projects.
The dishes were screaming my name, so I started with those and along with the dishes came the compost, recycling, and the garbage.
Since there was room in the recycling and garbage, I emptied bathroom and bedroom cans. I started cleaning my room to start filling the bedroom cans again. I stripped sheets and started the laundry.
I got the last pieces of my tax forms on Friday. I finished up the last of my taxes and got them filed. Huge weight off my shoulders.
While I was working on them, the laundry was working on my sheets, then blankets. Woohoo! Fresh sheets!
I cleared the rest of the books off of the bed and put the sheets and duvet on the bed. I reset the cat beds and took a shower.
Inky tells me that I need to lie down and rest so I might get my cough to go away. Plus, I can work on my books.
I still have to get my throw blankets from the drier and get my clothes ready for tomorrow. Minor stuff. Time for a nap.
As many of you know, I always have multiple books going at a time. Starting February 1, I am doing two goodreads challenges where the book doesn’t count toward the challenge unless it’s started on February 1 or later. The challenges cover several months, so I want all my books to count for the challenge, so I’m waiting to start new books. I don’t want to fall behind on my annual challenge, though. I am going to try to clean up my “currently reading” list on Goodreads.
I think I can get at least two or three of these done by the first.
I found out that the place I went to tonight has lit night once a month. I may have to make time in my schedule to get there once in a while.
They do music, too, which is why I went originally.