I stopped by our new management company (just seven or so blocks away) to drop off the info form they wanted. They expected it to be mailed but I wanted to meet them. They seemed like very nice people. Then I went to the post office and mailed beads -- one box for a swap and two envelopes for people where I ran across stone cabs I thought they should have -- and even though I wasn't in there very long, a lot of snow melted off the back of the top of the van.
Then to the cardboard recycling and to the mixed paper recycling. I was ready to turn right toward the library to meet my friend to talk about Medicare when she called and said her son was sick and she didn't want to leave him or come out and pass it on. (I was at a stoplight so I answered the phone.) I told her I'd call when I got home, which I did, but her son said she was in the bath, so she'll call me back.
Since I didn't have to go to the library, I flipped the signal to left and had lunch at Ruby Tuesday's -- my normal white bean chicken chili and baked potato. There was a couple across from me who both had salad (the mayo types) and the guy kept checking his Blackberry and some kind of landscape-oriented PDA in between bites. I was thinking he was rude, but as soon as she finished, the woman pulled out her own Blackberry.
I picked up the mail on the way back in -- slipped a bit on ice, but was holding on to the car door and the top of the clusterboxes, so I was able to pull back up -- and when I reversed into my parking spot and opened the door, I noticed that my earlier footprints were still exact and you could see a backwards "easyspirit" from the bottom of my shoes. I walked carefully back in. It's supposed to be cloudy tomorrow, but still warmer, so maybe more of the ice by the van will be gone; I have to go get birdseed.