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I'm so glad to be back at work... - Elf M. Sternberg
I'm so glad to be back at work...
... I need the rest.

Saturday, I spent all morning building a pair of sawhorses. My old ones had completely rotted after 15 years of neglect and hard use, so it was time. I built them out of cheap pine and they still need to be painted, but they're fine.

I ran Kouryou-chan around to her dance classes, and Omaha to her stint at her political booth at the Burien Strawberry Festival, our city's annual shindig of civic-mindedness. It was smaller than last year-- it took up more real estate, but there were fewer vendors of kitsch and quaintness. A few of those cheesy out-of-your-garage multi-level marketing things (bedclothes, flavored oils & vinegars), but still fun. We had the strawberry shortcake, made our donations to the city's arts fund, and that was about it. On the last round, I picked up Kouryou-chan from her class, then met up with Omaha, and we headed home.

Omaha and I went out to see Britten's War Requiem, and intensely complex and moving piece of music. It was brilliantly performed, and the stage was so packed I was terrified the first cello was about to fall off the edge at any moment, but it also felt much like a test for which I had not studied enough.

Sunday wasn't any better. It was Father's Day, after all, so the kids made me a breakfast and then, since nobody else in the family can drive, we all drove out to the mall and they bought me a gift-- a toaster oven. Which sounds weird, but I've been wanting one for a while. It cut six minutes off my Monday morning breakfast prep-- I win back an hour every two weeks with this thing. That is a win. It's one of these, although we got the smaller four-slice model, and while it won't change my life, it's pretty damned sweet.

After that, we went back to the Strawberry festival; Storm's dance class was doing a demo there, and we sat in the hot sun and enjoyed much of it, watching many of the young women from the dance academy showing off their skills.

Then it was time to run all the way up to White Center for Storm's birthday party, since she's just turned sixteen, and she and five friends, plus Kouryou-chan, got the run of a video arcade-slash-ice cream parlor with some pretty damn fine ice cream. Omaha and I retreated up the street to the Barnes & Noble to let the kids have the place to themselves for awhile.

Storm actually remembered to thank Omaha for setting it up. That's a win, too.

As if that wasn't enough, we then all ran up to Central Cinema to watch Spaceballs on the big screen. It's nice to be able to watch in such a relaxed atmosphere, with burgers and beer served at your tables. I'm pretty sure I'm going to have to find a place for the First Intergalactic Temple (Reformed) of the Druids in my stories.

I went straight to bed when I got home. I was exhausted.

Current Mood: tired tired

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