Good morning, all! I slept late, catching up on sleep from the week, and now I'm bathed, dressed, and pondering today's events. I need to run down to Toyland, but with the MTA screwing up the weekend subway, i know there's probably no local service; I guess I'll make the trip tomorrow when regular service resumes. I'm trying to hold off on the laundry for a couple more days since, beginning this Saturday, I'm in a studio for five straight days,so I'll wait until Wednesday or Thursday to do it and mop the floors.
I guess I'll vacuum around 11am, and spend the day writing. I may see a movie tonight, depending on how the day goes and how I'm feeling.
BK, maybe you should just tell the car service to send the car 5-10 minutes earlier than you plan to arrive in the lobby? A couple of years ago, on a flight to London, I had the same problem: car would arrive at 4:45 am, we'd pick up Robert Kimball at 5 am, and then head to La Guardia. The car never arrived, because the driver never showed up to work, and the car service had to find someone else quick. The problem is, what do you do with all the luggage you've dragged down to the sidewalk when you need to run back upstairs to make phone calls? The answer is, you drag it all back cursing all the way, since leaving it unattended for the homeless to pick through at 4:30am is not a smart choice.
I must say that I am loving all the space now that those 22 cartons are gone.