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that time thief has done it again
Apr. 19th, 2014 12:22 amIt seems like the day only just started, yet here it is nearly midnight. Some day I am going to catch the person who sneaks in when I am busy doing something and changes all of the clocks to show that hours have elapsed when I think it is only minutes. Sadly, I don't have any idea what I will be able to do to them when I do.
Last night I accidentally stayed up so late I was able to attend a meeting. I think that I may have mentioned here that I was lucky enough to attend an amazingly wonderful high school. Steller is an alternative school aimed at "self motivated" students who are interested in taking charge of their own education, and the six years I spent there (grades 7 to 12) were an amazing experience that simply can't be understood by people who went to schools that didn't provide that sense of community and student power. This year is the 40th anniversary of Steller, and a bunch of us are organizing a celebration and all-school reunion, which will take place both in Anchorage, but also on line (a huge part of why I am part of the organizing committee is to make certain there are people on the ground there who are willing to provide a direct internet connection so that those of us who are far away can still participate).
Early on in the planning while we were discussing the fact that nowadays there are options for those of us who can't be there in person I started thinking about those of us who can't be there in person because they had died, and I thought "someone should put together a memorial wall for them". And, because I am a Steller graduate, I understood in that instant that since it was my idea, "someone" = "me", and set to work asking for help gathering information about the few people I knew of from Steller who had died.
That list has grown to more than 50 people since then, and each time I sit down to work on the project hours elapse. Last night was no exception--I sat down at the computer after yoga, around 23:30, and the next thing I knew it was after 03:30, and I was finally ready to upload the first draft of the set of memorial posters to GoogleDrive so that others could look at it, and hopefully, fill in some of the missing information for me. Buy a convenient coincidence last night also happened to be one of the scheduled meetings for the planning group. They usually meet in early evening, just after work Alaska time, which translates to 03:00 in the morning in my time zone. Needless to say, I don't often make those meetings, even though they are done via an internet connection. I made it to one of the early ones because I happened to wake up for a middle of the night toilet run at exactly the right time, so I dialed in with my computer. Last night, since I only just got the document unloaded right before the meeting I opted to stay up and check in.
Much to my surprise and delight, despite not getting to bed till nearly 04:00 after the meeting, I still woke up around 09:00 today.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lord_kjar and I spent a lazy morning enjoying one another's company and wandering around our property discussing what we want to do in terms of landscaping, repairs to the little barn in the lower property (which, when built, wasn't put onto a stone foundation, so really needs to be raised before the bottom logs rot), building on the earth cellar, etc. I am looking forward to starting that project up again, just as soon as the last of the snow and ice is finished melting, the ground dries up a bit, and we get temps consistently above freezing so we can do stuff with concrete again.
After that we decided to head to the store because he wants to make some rice porridge, and for that we need lots of milk (and cream to turn the left over porridge into ris alamalta), but then we decided to call a friend we haven't seen in ages who lives near the small grocery store over by uni. He was in, but would't be in for that long, since he had a gaming session in the evening, so we went first to his place, where I returned the silk outfit he had purchased in China some time back, then discovered that the seams were giving out (they had serged them, and since that leaves only a single line of attachment points the stitching holes were growing and the seams were about to fail), so he gave them to us to fix for him. He wasn't in a hurry, which is a good thing, since he handed the bag to us some time before we bought this house, which means that we have had it for at least a year and a half. At the time he gave us the bag I suggested that since we are often busy, but if we used a sewing machine the repairs would go quickly, that what he should do is drop by to visit, and while we chatted we could do the mending.
That never happened, and when I started the SFI course I needed a sewing project, so took his mending with me, and re-did the trouser seams by hand. They are now flat-felled, and should last him for years. Then the bag has sat, ready to return to him ever since. So today I brought it back to him, and he returned the book that his former housemate had borrowed from me over two years ago. Good thing none of us was in a hurry!
We had a pleasant visit with him till it was time for him to head to gaming, and then we went to the store. Arrived at the one near his home at 18:03, which, most days, would be hours before closing time. However, this is a holiday weekend in Sweden, which means we were 3 minutes after closing time. Oops. I hadn't looked at a clock in hours, and though it was maybe 16:00. So we drove over to the larger grocery store, which is open every day till 23:00, even on holiday weekends.
Then we had a bit to eat, I read a story in Swedish from a collection of Astrid Lindgrin's stories tolord_kjar, and he settled down to his computer to play a game and I sat down to the hammer dulcimer to try to learn the notes for the song Hårgalåten, which we sing in choir, and I noticed a typo in the version I had typed up last week. So I moved to my computer and sat down to quickly fix that, and while I was at it decided to do some major changes to the layout and design of the document, and the next thing I knew nearly three hours had elapsed. Oops. Then I did "just a little" for the Steller memorial wall project, and this time really did manage to get done with it in only 40 minutes. However, it is now 20 after midnight, and I still want to go try to play from the new, improved, version of my document which links the names of the notes to the words that I sing, so that I can learn how to play the tune, and there is still yoga to do before I go to bed. Good thing it is a holiday weekend--today wasn't actually the Saturday it felt like, but was rather a Friday with no work or classes, and we get Monday off, too, so, with luck, I will actually manage to get to most of the things I want to do this weekend, despite regular visits from that time thief.
Last night I accidentally stayed up so late I was able to attend a meeting. I think that I may have mentioned here that I was lucky enough to attend an amazingly wonderful high school. Steller is an alternative school aimed at "self motivated" students who are interested in taking charge of their own education, and the six years I spent there (grades 7 to 12) were an amazing experience that simply can't be understood by people who went to schools that didn't provide that sense of community and student power. This year is the 40th anniversary of Steller, and a bunch of us are organizing a celebration and all-school reunion, which will take place both in Anchorage, but also on line (a huge part of why I am part of the organizing committee is to make certain there are people on the ground there who are willing to provide a direct internet connection so that those of us who are far away can still participate).
Early on in the planning while we were discussing the fact that nowadays there are options for those of us who can't be there in person I started thinking about those of us who can't be there in person because they had died, and I thought "someone should put together a memorial wall for them". And, because I am a Steller graduate, I understood in that instant that since it was my idea, "someone" = "me", and set to work asking for help gathering information about the few people I knew of from Steller who had died.
That list has grown to more than 50 people since then, and each time I sit down to work on the project hours elapse. Last night was no exception--I sat down at the computer after yoga, around 23:30, and the next thing I knew it was after 03:30, and I was finally ready to upload the first draft of the set of memorial posters to GoogleDrive so that others could look at it, and hopefully, fill in some of the missing information for me. Buy a convenient coincidence last night also happened to be one of the scheduled meetings for the planning group. They usually meet in early evening, just after work Alaska time, which translates to 03:00 in the morning in my time zone. Needless to say, I don't often make those meetings, even though they are done via an internet connection. I made it to one of the early ones because I happened to wake up for a middle of the night toilet run at exactly the right time, so I dialed in with my computer. Last night, since I only just got the document unloaded right before the meeting I opted to stay up and check in.
Much to my surprise and delight, despite not getting to bed till nearly 04:00 after the meeting, I still woke up around 09:00 today.
lord_kjar and I spent a lazy morning enjoying one another's company and wandering around our property discussing what we want to do in terms of landscaping, repairs to the little barn in the lower property (which, when built, wasn't put onto a stone foundation, so really needs to be raised before the bottom logs rot), building on the earth cellar, etc. I am looking forward to starting that project up again, just as soon as the last of the snow and ice is finished melting, the ground dries up a bit, and we get temps consistently above freezing so we can do stuff with concrete again. After that we decided to head to the store because he wants to make some rice porridge, and for that we need lots of milk (and cream to turn the left over porridge into ris alamalta), but then we decided to call a friend we haven't seen in ages who lives near the small grocery store over by uni. He was in, but would't be in for that long, since he had a gaming session in the evening, so we went first to his place, where I returned the silk outfit he had purchased in China some time back, then discovered that the seams were giving out (they had serged them, and since that leaves only a single line of attachment points the stitching holes were growing and the seams were about to fail), so he gave them to us to fix for him. He wasn't in a hurry, which is a good thing, since he handed the bag to us some time before we bought this house, which means that we have had it for at least a year and a half. At the time he gave us the bag I suggested that since we are often busy, but if we used a sewing machine the repairs would go quickly, that what he should do is drop by to visit, and while we chatted we could do the mending.
That never happened, and when I started the SFI course I needed a sewing project, so took his mending with me, and re-did the trouser seams by hand. They are now flat-felled, and should last him for years. Then the bag has sat, ready to return to him ever since. So today I brought it back to him, and he returned the book that his former housemate had borrowed from me over two years ago. Good thing none of us was in a hurry!
We had a pleasant visit with him till it was time for him to head to gaming, and then we went to the store. Arrived at the one near his home at 18:03, which, most days, would be hours before closing time. However, this is a holiday weekend in Sweden, which means we were 3 minutes after closing time. Oops. I hadn't looked at a clock in hours, and though it was maybe 16:00. So we drove over to the larger grocery store, which is open every day till 23:00, even on holiday weekends.
Then we had a bit to eat, I read a story in Swedish from a collection of Astrid Lindgrin's stories to
lord_kjar, and he settled down to his computer to play a game and I sat down to the hammer dulcimer to try to learn the notes for the song Hårgalåten, which we sing in choir, and I noticed a typo in the version I had typed up last week. So I moved to my computer and sat down to quickly fix that, and while I was at it decided to do some major changes to the layout and design of the document, and the next thing I knew nearly three hours had elapsed. Oops. Then I did "just a little" for the Steller memorial wall project, and this time really did manage to get done with it in only 40 minutes. However, it is now 20 after midnight, and I still want to go try to play from the new, improved, version of my document which links the names of the notes to the words that I sing, so that I can learn how to play the tune, and there is still yoga to do before I go to bed. Good thing it is a holiday weekend--today wasn't actually the Saturday it felt like, but was rather a Friday with no work or classes, and we get Monday off, too, so, with luck, I will actually manage to get to most of the things I want to do this weekend, despite regular visits from that time thief.
