Got up at 6:45 this morning, feeling embalmed; shaved, showered, got my butt out the door, and on the road around 7:45. Made it to my brother's house at 9:30 on the dot as promised and went to see my niece graduate from high school.
Perhaps 2/3 of the way through the distribution of the diplomas, the power failed.
Now--when I was in school the power never failed, not even during the worst storms. Plenty of times it would have been sorely welcome, but it never happened; yet during this event, it went off, blinked back on a couple times, and then stayed off.
(It was well after my niece had gotten her diploma.)
...so after that we all repaired to my brother's house for the luncheon--and in fact it was shaping up to be more like a graduation party than a luncheon. This is appropriate, though.
Unfortunately, about 1:30 PM, I was starting to circle the drain, energy-wise. Well...I'd been up there for four hours, and had expended too much energy not making fun of the banality that is the North American High School Graduation--which I had to do because, as usual, my sister-in-law used me as a convenient self-propelled camcorder tripod--and was doing all this on about 3.5 hours of broken sleep. There was just no way in hell I was going to be able to function for too much longer.
So I made my excuses and left.
I'm not very happy about it. I would have preferred to--had planned to--stay for a while longer. But I drove home safely; I stopped at the grocery store to pick up a few things and ended up with $30 worth of groceries (including diet Mountain Dew). Once the groceries were put away, I had a sandwich and then went to bed. I slept like a rock for four hours and woke up feeling fine; and here we are.
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"A few things"--the special on Pepsi products was 4 for $11 with a coupon and a separate $10 purchase. There were a few things I knew I needed, like bread and cheese, so I ambled through the store mentally going over the shopping list in my sleepy brain. I bought hot dog and hamburger buns, since they were on sale; the hamburger buns are good for filet-o-fish sandwiches (though I'm out of fish patties) and it has been a while since I had hot dogs--and with it being a holiday weekend I thought hot dogs would be on sale.
Were they. Oscar Mayer, 4 for $5--I nearly had to count on my fingers to do the math, but after I arrived at an answer I had confidence in I grabbed two packs.
On impulse I picked up a key lime pie. Reasoning: "I haven't had one in forever and fuck it, it's summer and I'm worth it and it's on sale."
Got home and got everything put away; after that I looked at the receipt and noticed that I'd paid $2 for each pack of hot dogs. "WTF?" Then I realized that--in all probability--the deal was if you wanted to get the special price you had to buy five packs of hot dogs. They do that a lot with their extra-special deals there: "If you want this AWESOME price, you'd better have a place to store TOO MUCH of this!" (Example: quart jugs of Gatorade, $0.69 each...if you buy ten.)
And $2 for a pack of hot dogs ain't a bad price anyway, so WTF. It's just kind of funny that if I'd bought 3 more of them, I would have paid $1 more. (And probably ended up throwing them away in three months. *sigh*)
Though I hadn't turned on the AC, it was still cool in the house despite the mugginess outside. I set the thermostat to the temperature the house was (77) and read the comics on-line before going to bed.
Tomorrow, then, is the last official choir performance until autumn. After that, it'll be months before I have to get up half an hour early for church on Sunday, and I'll get my Thursday evenings back for a little while. But I'll have to dress a little more nicely for church, too, since I won't be wearing choir robes.
Well, everything is a compromise.
After sleeping for 3.5 hours, I got up and went outside expecting "muggy summer evening", and instead got "pleasantly cool summer evening". Came back in, opened up the house, heated up leftovers, and blogged.
That is how my day went. As I said, I fell victim to my usual nonsense.