I started playing Dark Souls again. I needed some escapism, and it delivered. In some ways, it’s a pretty chill game. There’s lots to walk around and look at, even though sometimes you’ll get hit with stuff while looking at it. Also, it inspires entertaining commentary from seven-year-olds.
Well, it's seeming like we’re going to have to acquiesce somewhat to an unreasonable seller because it’s the best option when all risks are weighed. I hate being an adult. Some part of me intensely wants to “win” against this person and against the market instead of doing what's best for the future.
Holy shit, this AC adapter has been missing for three weeks! I clearly labeled it and put in a bag with other AC adapters, but I’m a shitty searcher so I never searched deep enough on the last five attempts to find it.
An update on Dennis, the extremely strong orange cat who lived at River Dog, a dog daycare: He retired. He now lives at the home of one of the people who works there and spends a lot of time on a bed. Good epilogue, I thought.
We went out to dinner. It was nice! I kept thinking, the guy would never eat this stuff.
We also walked around Union Square, where we used to live. It is similar, but there are a lot more luxury condos there now, as one might expect. Also, everyone there is 30. Which may have always been the case.
- Went to an oil tank inspection. - Called my dad to see if he read my email with inflation resources. - Called chimney sweeps. - Negotiation, realtor calls. - Client C work. Not much, but just programming a bit was by far the best part of the day so far.
I thought maybe I'd do one real estate thing today, then finally have a regular day, but of course not.
Democrats have had little success passing stricter national laws in Congress. And many expect the Supreme Court to issue as a ruling as early as next week that could weaken state laws in several states, including Massachusetts.
The high court is hearing a challenge to a century-old law in New York that restricts who can carry a gun in public and requires people to obtain a special license.
Well, I’m a mistake maker of big mistakes, as I have known. And I should have tried harder to move to Canada.
- Dropped off, picked up, dropped off. - Cut my hair. - Client C work. - Realtor talk, negotiating. - Lawyer call. - Got a hold of an oil tank servicing company; scheduled an inspection. - Folded laundry. - Made dinner. - Looked at possible jobs; didn't see anything good.
- Dropped off, picked up, dropped off. - Client C work. - Realtor talk, negotiating. - Checked on a health insurance thing. - Did another interview, though this was more of a demo of that company's work. Now I have to think about whether or not I want to actually interview with them. - Got stuff from a hardware store, partially fixed a thing, I think? - Made dinner, but it was all frozen or microwave stuff. Hooray for processed food Wednesdays! - Lawyer communication.
Well, I kinda hated today, too, but at least I didn't feel tired.
10-4-4-4-4-12. Really needed it because I was unproductively angered by the latest shooting news on one level, and on another level by the (IMO) incredibly unreasonable response from the seller of the place we made an offer on to fix/inspect safety issues.