Matt’s niece is three, and it’s fun to watch his expressions as he talks to her.
Friend Laurie has a father who has Parkinson’s and she and her family walk every year. Matt and I have walked before, and I walked this year. Our previous walk was very rainy and at Willamette Park. This walk was sunny and warm and took place downtown, so I could easily take the Max. It was great!
There was a band playing while we were assembling, but when it was time to walk, the band took a break and music from a phone got us started.
Laurie makes great decorations and accessories. This year cute hats were added. Here we are, post walk, with Roger himself at the table.
It’s time for a new project!
Earlier this year the article-suggesting service on the web browser I use at work suggested an article titled “7 things I do outside work that double my productivity.” While mostly a productive person outside work, I’m always looking to be better (while also having downtime) and so I clicked.
His first point (Tell yourself, “I’m not tired”) was easy enough to implement at once. But the idea I liked the best was within item three: plan your outside-work hours. Among the tips in that section was a mention of the 60/30 Rule, which seems to have been invented by Thomas Oppong.
The idea is to spend 60 minutes for each of the next 30 days to accomplish something meaningful.
One of my goals this year is “find side hustles*” and as such, I’ve been meaning to launch two websites: Three Sentence Movie Reviews, which will consist of all the movie reviews from my site on their own site. I also want to launch a blog that deals with saving money and working toward financial freedom from a female perspective and also the perspective of someone who does not make $80K+ per year.
*the things you do on top of your 40-hour job to earn extra money. They used to be called “odd jobs” but someone has rebranded them and the term has taken over.
When I read the article I knew I had my copyediting class taking up my extra time for 10 weeks starting June 25. I figured I would take September off to catch up or recharge and then do this 60/30 thing starting in October. And since I wanted to launch two websites, I might as well extend the time to two months.
So that’s what I’m going to do. Beginning Monday, October 1, I will spend 60 minutes per day getting these sites up and running.
Of course, I actually won’t be spending 60 minutes every day. I know already that this wouldn’t work. Wednesday night is square dancing and is already full. And I know that I hate to do work on Friday nights.
My goal will be to spend seven hours per week, ideally in 1+-hour chunks working on this project. I’m thinking it’s going to break down like this:
Monday, 2 hours, Tuesday 1.5 hours, Thursday 1.5 hours, Saturday or Sunday, two hours.
The only thing I care about is hitting the minimum on a weekly basis. If I can get more done, that’s great, but not the point.
By the end of November, I hope to have two fully functioning sites up and running. If I don’t meet that goal, I bet I will be tons closer than I am right now.
I’ll update weekly. Wish me luck.
He’s looking good, that Paul. Especially with that Historic Kenton sign behind him.
My current building has two single stall bathrooms on each floor. (This is not really enough bathrooms for the number of people on our floor, but that is not the point of this post.) Let’s talk about some things I’ve seen in my 2.5 years of sharing single stall bathrooms with many people from many offices.
It is my firm belief that in a single stall situation, the toilet seat should ALWAYS be returned to the down position. This is because 50% of the population always has the seat down, and the other 50% of the population sometimes has the seat down. With the always, plus the sometimes, that means the majority of the time, that seat is down. The 50% of the population that does not lift the seat should not be involved in lowering because someone didn’t return it to its proper position.
This. Bits of toilet paper sitting next to the toilet. What is this? I understand that those toilet paper dispensers sometimes only dispense tiny bits of useless toilet paper, but why then is it dropped on the floor? The toilet bowl is right there. The person is probably sitting on it. Also, just out of view of this photo is a large trash can, yet another place to drop tiny pieces of useless toilet paper. The floor is not the receptacle for this item.
What happens is that every time I use the bathroom, I pick up the 1-7 pieces of toilet paper on the ground and drop them in the bowl before doing my business. And I marvel yet again as to why people think it’s okay to drop the paper on the ground.
I’m happy to say that we are finally done with this backyard rehab project!
We are not yet done putting the sand away; when we are, this wheelbarrow will go away.
This project was paused for a while because filling the spaces between the stepping stones with sand wasn’t working. In some places the spaces were to big which made it unsteady to put one’s foot because the sand would shift. Finding bits of rock to put in the spaces was exhausting and was taking forever.
It turned out what we needed were pebbles to fill in the spaces. And putting pebbles in the spaces was done in one two-hour work session.
We will need to plant things around the edges in the spring, and I have to figure out what those things will be, but the labor of placing stone has ended for now.
We will, however, continue to work for just a little longer. The spaces between the pavers from the fence are too big, so we need to pop those out and put them closer together. We can use the leftover stone as fill.
It’s good to have this project finished.
The Fred Meyer near me added a big red sign to it’s front door. My first time encountering it, I slowed, confused at its message.
I’m not sure who is in charge of getting such a sign made, but I wish they would have slept on the syntax before approving. Because the door is closed for much of the day. It’s an automatic door that opens when people walk up to it. It won’t just close at 8:00 PM, it will close repeatedly. And open too.
The word I think the person was looking for was “lock” rather than “close.” The message is that you will not be able to use this entrance between eight and eleven p.m. So it’s not just that the door is closed, it’s that it will be locked.
And now that sign bugs me every single time I visit the store.
I had enough yarn to make one more dishcloth from the dishcloth book, so I made another house.
Now I will obtain some size 7 needles and get started on the next knitted dishcloth book.
It rains in Portland a lot, but days when the heavens open and the rain descends deluge-style don’t happen as often as one might think. And they rarely happen in September.
So it was kind of fun to be caught in torrential rain while coming home from work.
It also was not fun. I was wet through, despite my umbrella. I walked home from the library barefoot because apparently my sandals don’t work when they are sopping wet–they slide too much to walk in.
One week later, I discovered it had rained hard enough that the container of Altoids I keep in my backpack had become a wet rusty mess.
I haven’t been back since the first one, but this year it was time again to sing in the square with Pink Martini.
I went in 2013, and this was not very different. It was still lead by Thomas Lauderdale, China Forbes and members of Pink Martini. (No Storm Large this time.) There were still free umbrellas. There were still free songbooks. This time, there was free Salt and Straw ice cream. And this time my friend Tara came with me. We had a great time singing.
Also this time, there was a woman wearing a full-on wedding dress. The man with her was wearing a t-shirt tuxedo and so were the two boys.
Partway through the singing, a cluster of buff and shirtless young males wandered in and observed the proceedings. They did not sing.
Turnout was smaller than the first time I went. I’m not sure if that’s a general trend or a just a this-year thing. I enjoyed myself immensely and hope to sing again in the future.