November 25th, 2019

caillebotte_man at his window


Today I didn't manage to get out of the apartment at all. After being awake for about two hours early this morning, I managed to get back to sleep but then slept until almost three o'clock in the afternoon. I'd planned on going to CVS and mailing a couple of bills, by the time I got my act together it was just too late to go out. This is unfortunate, since this week is to be cut short by rain. I'll need to get out tomorrow, as Tuesday will surely be wet, and Wednesday and Thursday could be a well.

The sudden onset of wintry cold nights is driving me to huddle under blankets. I generally don't miss the wall-to-wall carpeting of the house on the ridge (the stuff is a pain to keep clean,) but when it gets this cold I do regret not having it, especially when I have to get out of bed and my feet hit that cold laminate. Not pleasant. I need to get slippers. I'd have gotten some a few weeks ago when Kmart had a sale, but I didn't find out about it until the last day, and then was unable to get out— something sleep-related again, I think. Its hard to remember details from that long ago.

The most important thing coming up this week is of course the half price sale at the Goodwill store on Friday. The forecast still says it probably be clear that day, but very cold (by California standards) at a high of 49 degrees. I've got hoodies to wear, but I miss the warmer, fleecy hoodies I had before the fire. Maybe Kmart will get some of that kind in this year, though I'm not counting on that Kmart even being here much longer. It's pretty close to empty most of the time these days, and I expect it will be included in the next round of closings. Chico's Sears is already long gone.

I'm going to post a poem by Margaret Atwood this week. I ought to have done it lat week, but forgot that the 18th was her birthday. No memory for things anymore. Even words are leaving.

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