[test] DITL
Hi there! I'm a 32 year old living on Cape Cod, dreading & anticipating the start of another high season. Here's a day in my life.
I wake up to bright sunshine, in defiance of our forecasted gloom. I'm not sure what that means for my day. This is an iPad photo, whoops.
Someone's walking around outside -- it's my sweet pup, Baxter, hoping to come in. This is the last day he'll keep his scruffy winter coat, he gets the summer shave tomorrow.
Off to work. Having weekends off is a luxury most Cape Codders don't get. I work for an Apple specialist, handling training, some marketing & some sales. Most days I like it.
Stop at the grocery store, since I'm running very early. I like grocery stores on weekends, they are great people watching. Lots of summer people filling up their carriages with bbq stuff!
Dip into my car book (I have a home book, a car book, and a "I should be reading this" book), Monkeys With Typewriters. Scarlett Thomas is easily one of my top ten favorite writers!
Coworker brought in the paper, so I quickly page through it. The Cape is an odd place with odd politics, and I find it endlessly fascinating to read about what matters to people down here. There's a big divide between your average working class people and the richer folks -- a lot of tensions and cat fights. Also, slow news day locally, hence the front page story about school uniforms.
Ok, time to actually work. My screen is stressing me out, I HATE having a messy desktop, but it's the way I work when I'm mid-project. Nearly finished with this one! Also, the yellow cast is on purpose. My eyes hurt less if my computer is a little less blue light, a little more natural.
I pause to make a to do list for the day. I'm a compulsive list maker, and unfinished lists grate at my soul. My master list keeps growing, and growing, and growing.
I get to show my favorite customer how to embed things in-line with text and with a frame. He and I bond over British TV and how we watch it in the US (TunnelBear!) except he's actually British and so has a little more moral standing. I buy the shows when they become available in the US, though!
Our training room is in a desperate need for an update. Lunch is some tribe hummus and crackers from the brand new Whole Foods which just opened across the street. Finally, a lunch place I can walk to!
Time check! Out of work, on my way home to pick up a passenger:
Baxter and I are on our way for our nightly walk. My town is full of some beautiful trails, so we have our pick of spots. Today we're going to one that wanders along Bass River.
Before we get out of the car, I have to queue up my walking book. When I work out I listen to music, but wood walks are a little more leisurely and enjoyable. I'm re-listening to Cabin Pressure, which is a perennial favorite.
Dennis' conservation commission does a fantastic job of snatching up and protecting land. Most of the towns on the Cape are the same -- they work very hard to protect native ecosystems.
We take the more isolated path so Baxter can run off leash (it's allowed in this area, but there are still some aggressive dogs around that I'd like to keep him apart from -- he's enormous, but passive)
Here's Bass River, one of the main boating thoroughfares in the mid cape -- it dumps into Nantucket Sound at one end, and is one of the prettier bodies of water here.
I come home to find a very happy surprise -- a Quarterly package! I suspected it was BookRiot...
And so it is. I LOVE the BookRiot quarterly, it's the highlight of my year (four times a year). This month's focus was on broadening reading horizons -- aka, don't be snobby about genre fiction. I'm in favor, I'm a reading omnivore.
I was going to try out Wildstar, since I was a pre-order, but their launch day was a little rough. Queues are understandable, but 60 hours is a bit of a stretch!
So instead, a shower and I put on my favorite sweatshirt. GFI.
Catch up on some Youtube. Lately, I've been addicted to watching other people play games. I can't explain it! But it's soothing.
And a glass of wine in a non wine glass. Certain members of my family would be horrified.
Settle in to read my "home" book -- it's a fascinating look at how much we've gotten wrong about Gaulish & Celtic pre-history.
Baxter's WIPED from a busy day. Night, big guy.
And the last thing I see before I turn out the light. Good night, DITL.
I wake up to bright sunshine, in defiance of our forecasted gloom. I'm not sure what that means for my day. This is an iPad photo, whoops.
Someone's walking around outside -- it's my sweet pup, Baxter, hoping to come in. This is the last day he'll keep his scruffy winter coat, he gets the summer shave tomorrow.
Off to work. Having weekends off is a luxury most Cape Codders don't get. I work for an Apple specialist, handling training, some marketing & some sales. Most days I like it.
Stop at the grocery store, since I'm running very early. I like grocery stores on weekends, they are great people watching. Lots of summer people filling up their carriages with bbq stuff!
Dip into my car book (I have a home book, a car book, and a "I should be reading this" book), Monkeys With Typewriters. Scarlett Thomas is easily one of my top ten favorite writers!
Coworker brought in the paper, so I quickly page through it. The Cape is an odd place with odd politics, and I find it endlessly fascinating to read about what matters to people down here. There's a big divide between your average working class people and the richer folks -- a lot of tensions and cat fights. Also, slow news day locally, hence the front page story about school uniforms.
Ok, time to actually work. My screen is stressing me out, I HATE having a messy desktop, but it's the way I work when I'm mid-project. Nearly finished with this one! Also, the yellow cast is on purpose. My eyes hurt less if my computer is a little less blue light, a little more natural.
I pause to make a to do list for the day. I'm a compulsive list maker, and unfinished lists grate at my soul. My master list keeps growing, and growing, and growing.
I get to show my favorite customer how to embed things in-line with text and with a frame. He and I bond over British TV and how we watch it in the US (TunnelBear!) except he's actually British and so has a little more moral standing. I buy the shows when they become available in the US, though!
Our training room is in a desperate need for an update. Lunch is some tribe hummus and crackers from the brand new Whole Foods which just opened across the street. Finally, a lunch place I can walk to!
Time check! Out of work, on my way home to pick up a passenger:
Baxter and I are on our way for our nightly walk. My town is full of some beautiful trails, so we have our pick of spots. Today we're going to one that wanders along Bass River.
Before we get out of the car, I have to queue up my walking book. When I work out I listen to music, but wood walks are a little more leisurely and enjoyable. I'm re-listening to Cabin Pressure, which is a perennial favorite.
Dennis' conservation commission does a fantastic job of snatching up and protecting land. Most of the towns on the Cape are the same -- they work very hard to protect native ecosystems.
We take the more isolated path so Baxter can run off leash (it's allowed in this area, but there are still some aggressive dogs around that I'd like to keep him apart from -- he's enormous, but passive)
Here's Bass River, one of the main boating thoroughfares in the mid cape -- it dumps into Nantucket Sound at one end, and is one of the prettier bodies of water here.
I come home to find a very happy surprise -- a Quarterly package! I suspected it was BookRiot...
And so it is. I LOVE the BookRiot quarterly, it's the highlight of my year (four times a year). This month's focus was on broadening reading horizons -- aka, don't be snobby about genre fiction. I'm in favor, I'm a reading omnivore.
I was going to try out Wildstar, since I was a pre-order, but their launch day was a little rough. Queues are understandable, but 60 hours is a bit of a stretch!
So instead, a shower and I put on my favorite sweatshirt. GFI.
Catch up on some Youtube. Lately, I've been addicted to watching other people play games. I can't explain it! But it's soothing.
And a glass of wine in a non wine glass. Certain members of my family would be horrified.
Settle in to read my "home" book -- it's a fascinating look at how much we've gotten wrong about Gaulish & Celtic pre-history.
Baxter's WIPED from a busy day. Night, big guy.
And the last thing I see before I turn out the light. Good night, DITL.