Feb. 29th, 2024

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By now I should know that I can't just lie down for a few minutes anymore. I tried it about ten o'clock Wednesday night while waiting for the computer to recover from a crash, and ended up sleeping until five o'clock this morning. I then woke to the sound of wind and the dripping of rain in the downspout, and realized I had completely for gotten that rain was due. I forgot about the weather! I must be very ill indeed. Maybe it's not too late for me to put my affairs in order. Oh, hell, who am I kidding? It's too late for me to even have any more affairs.

So, the rain. It has been intermittent so far, and will probably remain so all day today. Tomorrow it could be steady, then back to intermittent the net two days. In fact the entire first half of March is looking like it will be cool with frequent rainy days. That's the sort of March weather I like, now that I don't need to actually go out in it. The only down side is that my magazines could get ruined in the crappy mailbox again. I'd switch to all-digital subscriptions, but I do enjoy sitting with an actual magazine in my hands, reading. Stuck in the 20th century, I guess. Poor, sad old thing. Me, not the century. Well, both of us actually, I suppose.

Right now I'm trying to decide if I should make a kettle of soup or a pot of chili beans for dinner tonight. I have stuff for both, but I remember where I put the beans and don't remember where I put the barley for soup. I'll hunt around for a while, but I'm not hopeful about the soup. This is a small apartment and there aren't many place to put things, but I have a hell of a time finding stuff anyway. I've also got a whole lot of cheese to use up, and over (and under) chili is a good way to do that. Maybe I won't even bother to look for the barley. Tomorrow will still be soup weather.

Is that thunder, or just a jet passing over? Hard to say sometimes, but it sure is getting blustery out there again. Damn, look at those branches sway. I think I'll make myself a cup of hot tea and pretend I'm hanging out with the Brontë sisters.

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