{"id":87614621,"date":"2009-11-08T23:49:28","date_gmt":"2009-11-09T07:49:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.geckotemple.com\/blog\/?p=87614621"},"modified":"2009-11-08T23:49:31","modified_gmt":"2009-11-09T07:49:31","slug":"sleep-lunch-cleaning-laundry-dinner-laundry-baths-laundry-bed","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.geckotemple.com\/blog\/?p=87614621","title":{"rendered":"Sleep. Lunch. Cleaning. Laundry. Dinner. Laundry. Baths. Laundry. Bed."},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Sometimes the day is pretty straight-forward.&nbsp; I&#8217;m not complaining.&nbsp; Just saying.&nbsp; Sometimes our job is just to do our jobs.&nbsp; Was up late last night, but not too late.&nbsp; Slept until a reasonable time, and then slept until an unreasonable time, which was nice but left that guilty hangover &#8220;I missed half the day&#8221; feeling.&nbsp; <\/p>\n<p>There was lots to do today, but since I&#8217;d decided some time in the middle of the week that this was how I was going to spend my Sunday, it felt good to be a homebody.&nbsp; I spend so much time in transit and at work, or running around doing the stuff that requires a car and driver that I enjoy a day at home doing the stuff that needs doing.&nbsp; I was also happy that Arwen was able to just relax and let me do stuff while she relaxed a bit before heading out for a dinner with her writerly friends.<\/p>\n<p>I spent a good hour just helping Tate and Ripley clean Tate&#8217;s room, and then the kids were more interested in dancing to the music of stuff I&#8217;d made on what we used to call an &#8220;Audio Cassette Recorder&#8221; than cleaning, so I bailed out instead of fighting them against having fun.&nbsp; Remember when mixtapes were things people <i>did<\/i>, instead of the audio resume of an up and coming DJ?&nbsp; Remember getting those things as birthday or xmas presents?&nbsp; Or maybe a gift from a secret admirer in highschool?&nbsp; (Okay, I don&#8217;t think I ever did that last one while in school, nor did I receive one).&nbsp; I did some weird shit when I was a young teen, but not that.<\/p>\n<p>Oh hey, fixed my back tire today.&nbsp; With a patch kit and everything.&nbsp; Took about fifteen minutes, total.&nbsp; I took the kevlar tubing thing out &#8217;cause it didn&#8217;t seem to help last time, and where the hole was might have actually been <i>caused<\/i> by the pinching of the wrapped kevlar, so&#8230; I pulled out my itty bitty patch kit that I have strapped under my seat and was good to go after walking over to the gas station to get some decent pressure.&nbsp; I have a pump, but the flip clip on it leaks now, &#8217;cause the pin goes on a little angle which then leaks air back out once I get to about&#8230; oh, maybe 1\/2 pressure.&nbsp; Need a new pump, it seems.<\/p>\n<p>Have to lay out my cycling clothes for tomorrow after Saving Private Ryan is over, to avoid that &#8220;stumbling around in the fog&#8221; feeling I get when I try to prep for work and I&#8217;m not quite awake.&nbsp; Leads to me leaving the house three times because I forgot my water\/keys\/helmet and have to come back in for a minute to find it.<\/p>\n<p>Also need to re-ziptie my &#8220;big&#8221; light (one of those flashlights the size of a roll of quarters with about a dozen LEDs in it) to my helmet, &#8217;cause that&#8217;s my headlight when the sun&#8217;s not up yet (or down already).&nbsp; Hope tomorrow doesn&#8217;t rain.<\/p>\n<p>Let&#8217;s see if my legs have totally atrophied during my week of bikelessness.<\/p>\n<div class=\"zemanta-pixie\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"zemanta-pixie-img\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/img.zemanta.com\/pixy.gif?x-id=eb5f2f1d-ae52-8a11-8ce4-d086278f34f5\" \/><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Sometimes the day is pretty straight-forward.&nbsp; 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