Oh, hey, guess what, I just got a text from the realtor: no closing tomorrow. Grrr. TIme to reschedule some utility stuff.
Okay, what else? I've done quite a bit on the moving prep front. The kitchen got almost completely packed up on the weekend before Thanksgiving week. I'm down to bachelor chow (although, since I still use fresh lettuce and tomatoes and deli meats and cheeses and fresh bakery rolls for the sandwiches, it's Advanced Bachelor Chow, to borrow a phrase from Wil Wheaton). I did a lot of kitchen cleaning that weekend as well, but there is more to do. So, this weekend will not be wasted (although maybe I will be in the evenings).
As is traditional for me and Thanksgiving breaks, I spent most of my time in Austin helping my folks with stuff around their house. In previous years it's mainly been outside chores, but the leaves all came down much earlier this year due to the drought, and then there's this dining room project which I insisted that I help with, both because it's been dragging on for far too long, and because I figured I needed the practice. Didn't get to any painting, but I did help with wood caulking and sanding. That was enough to make me a) willing to spend $60 on a power detail sander to help with the trim prep for my house and b) thankful I don't have any fancy curved trim or crown molding.
As with many habits which you think are hard to break, my daily Starbucks habit proved relatively easy to get over. I'm back into the home coffee habit. Now the only issue is that it takes much longer for me to drink a pot at home than it takes to drink one venti at *$s and then get one for the road. I used to have a solution for this: a huge thermos. It crapped out a few years ago, though, and I didn't get a replacement for it until last night. A giant two-quart Stanley which is enough to hold a whole pot of coffee (with cream).
I haven't been sailing since before Thanksgiving, and I probably won't get a chance to go until after Christmas at least. I never got around to acquiring decent foul-weather gear so it may be until spring. In the meantime I live vicariously through others. I watched a documentary on the 2003 Alinghi America's Cup challenge team, which ultimately won the Cup from New Zealand. It seemed to show that Alinghi weren't always a bunch of litigious nutjobs. Last night I watched "Wind", which is proof that every sport, no matter how obscure, has to have its treatment on the silver screen. (Given that the canonical cycling movie is "Breaking Away", if they ever come up with some kind of cycling/sailing crossover sport, I guess they'll have to call the moving...well, you figure it out.) Jennifer Grey is very underrated on the all-time hottie list in my opinion. Also, it really makes me wish that the next AC winner will bring back the 12-meter rule, because that was the last time that the boats were just as pretty as they were fast, and also because it wouldn't require the GNP of a small nation to mount an AC challenge. I mean, first there was HuSi HogStock, next there could be Hulver's Site Yacht Club Challenge for the America's Cup...
Alright, with a tip of the cap to Mr. Abooey, time for some hammy sammy action.
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