Six or seven impossible things

[cosmolinguist]

Not before breakfast, but also I felt like I was doing the impossible things, not just thinking them...

Work was a lot; I had meetings all afternoon, overrunning into each other, beset by people missing the point. I think another way the power dynamic of people with no (disclosed) disabilities who have to consult disabled people for their work... sometimes someone missed a crucial bit -- we're not just ranking these on their effectiveness but also their difficulty of implementation -- and sometimes one person thinks we need every detail of the specific symbols on the Berlin U-bahn and/or S-bahn maps (this is a breach of the maxim of quantity: as much information as is needed, and no more).

That latter person talked so much at the end that I missed the first train home that I wanted.

And as these meetings were going on, I also had to get something to my manager (artificial sense of urgency!) which I was really unsure of, something I've never done before and am not sure I'm doing right, so that was stressful. I almost think it was easier trying to do it at the same time as the meetings, since it kept me from being able to get too anxious about it; I just had to go "good enough!" and send him the documents at some point.

By the time of the second one, V had put dinner in the oven which meant I didn't have to cook, which was nice (we keep frozen meals around for precisely this kind of day; D was sleeping and V had already used a lot of spoons they didn't really have today and I wasn't home yet).

I just had time to eat that and watch the first inning or so of the Tigers-Twins game (which I didn't have high hopes for because it was a Skubal start, but it apparently went well! (has something happened to the Tigers?? silveradept, you doin' okay?)) before it was time to go help angelofthenorth get two heavy pieces of furniture down two flights of stairs.

I figured it was the kind of thing that would either be pretty quick or pretty grueling, and it was pretty quick. We didn't break anything, including ourselves. I rehydrated a little and walked home because buses are disappointing that time of night; the walk was actually nice: it was still warm even after dark (I'm not used to that yet!), it was clear and quiet, and the exercise was probably good for my muscles. I still struggled to even get myself into the shower when I got home though, heh.

And now painkillers and bed!

Comments

[silveradept]

As someone who has gone through the seasons where the Tigers made a major bid for breaking MLB records for most losses, the truth of the matter is that Skubal starts generally mean there's a better chance of things going well, but the bats are almost always inconsistent and therefore even on Skubal days there's a high probability of it all going sideways.

We'll see if they settle in by May.

[cosmolinguist]

Suffice to say things have only gotten more bizarre for Twins fans!

The consensus seems to be there's no way this will last, so we are just enjoying it while we can. :)

[silveradept]

The Tigers seem to be righting the ship as well, with a much better Skubal start. This is why we wait until May.

[cosmolinguist]

Hooray!

Yep, never worth getting too excited about small sample sizes. (Unless it means your usually-bad team is doing great; I'm wringing all the fun out of this while it lasts!)