>That is a drop off zone, technically its not even that, but people use it as one. That being said, you are supposed to drop off your passenger and leave, not sit there for a half hour telling your girl how much you love her while other people (me) have to navigate around your car. You love her that much buy her rubies for Valentine’s day!
I’m a hopeless romantic.
>MetroNorth is back on their regular schedule today. They definitely know how to operate in the frozen north. The most trouble I had getting to work was the ice on the sidewalk between the subway stop and the office and the ice in the parking lot – slip sliding away -.
That is not to say I had a good start to my day. I overslept so I missed my train, have a wicked headache, guy next to me on the train dropped something (no idea what) on my leg and the last thing, I got to work at 8:10, my boss was already in and when he came out of his office at 8:15 he said ‘Good afternoon’. Way to piss me off! Total shit.
On the plus side, I do know some nice guys, one reminded me about pitcher & catchers & spring training, the other one agreed that ‘men are pretty much dogs’. Yeah but some are lovable dogs.
>today was my regular Wednesday off, where my favorite thing to do is stay in bed as long as I possibly can. So that is what I was doing, until there was a knock on my door. Tigger has sold something else and wanted me to take him to the guy who bought it to get the money. Now it wasn’t super early but it was before I wanted to get up.
So I got up, got dressed, put on my face (well sort of) and went out to the car, I started to brush snow off the door and he and Fred came running up, Tigger said, “Don’t bother because the roads are bad and just getting worse so we are going to wait.” Until when? Until the roads are worse? No until Saturday, so I went back in the house, but I was up and now I was in a bad mood. As I looked at my bed and decided that I really couldn’t go back to bed, face on and contacts in, so I decided to go get an egg sandwich for breakfast. I left through the basement so no one would see me but . . .
“Where are you going? Can we come with you?” So I ended up with company for breakfast and was buying two egg sandwiches and a bagel, one latte and one coffee (for Fred, with hazelnut syrup and milk and vanilla powder) instead of breakfast for one. The roads were clear, the road crews were keeping up with the snow after all. So instead of going home we went to Target, I still hadn’t gotten WD-40 and the boys didn’t really want to go home.
At Target they wanted to look at computer games, on the way to the games they saw the long underwear and wanted some, they were on sale so I said O.K. I said no to the game. Then I picked up a flash drive, when Tigger saw it, he said there were 4 gig at BestBuy for less, so I sent him and Fred there while I paid for the stuff at Target and put it in the car. The flash drive was actually more, but it is cuter and purple! Then we came home and as we walked in the door I realized I still hadn’t bought WD-40. **Heavy sigh**
was on Saturday, 30 January 2010. I promised myself to blog about it the next day. Well since the promise was only to myself … not like the promise to Mickie to give her a post of her own, … Mickie will have to wait a little longer I am afraid.
It was so cold Saturday, do you want to know how cold? I’ll tell you, it was so cold I wore my tights and my long underwear, and I was still cold! Em had her nail appointment that she refuses to miss so we went.
While she went for her appointment I went to the library, I got my card activated so I could go online. Of course by the time I got around to doing it, she was done with her appointment. But now for her next appointment I can go to the library and go online (not that I’m addicted or obsessive or anything). In fact I visited the library Tuesday before my doctor’s appointment since my internet connection at home was down. (It is fixed now.) Our network administrator (Dad) fixed it. So the first thing I learned Saturday was that even if your NYC Public Library sits in your purse for two years you can still get it activated.
We met for lunch at the Moonlight Diner. Then we walked from the diner to the New York Historical Society. It was very cold. Did I tell you how cold it was? It was so cold, I wore my leather mittens instead of my hand warmers. At the New York Historical Society there is a special exhibit of Lincoln right now, and there were men dressed in Union Soldier uniforms. One of them told me that Mr. Lincoln was always accepting volunteers and there was no height requirement! Tempting as it was …
Next was Central Park, where I took this picture. Can you see what I was trying get, almost in the center of the picture there is something you might think you wouldn’t see in Central Park in the middle of New York City. Can’t tell what it is? What if we get a little closer?
Now can you see? No it is not a dog, it is a coyote. Really! Em and I were walking along and she turned to me and asked, “What is a coyote doing in Central Park?” Now to tell the truth, Em does not read the papers. Since I work for the Conservation Department, I know more about these things so she always asks me. So I told her. “It lives here.” As we watched, it ran into the trees because there was some garbage there. Then it kept going around the pond and I was able to get this picture. Kind of neat huh?
Em wanted to go to Sephora so we went to the one in Columbus Circle. She had seen some glittery nail polish at the one on 42nd but they didn’t have any for sale. So she wanted to see if this Sephora had it and they did. Then we decided to head back to Grand Central Terminal. It was very cold. Did I tell you how cold it was? It was so cold, Em wanted to take the subway instead of walk. We went to get on the subway in Columbus Circle. I was confident it would be a snap since my dermatologist is near Columbus Circle and I have taken the subway to and from there. We needed the 1 train, so we followed the signs right up to the caution tape across the stairs up to the train platform. Next to the stairs was the elevator, when the doors opened to the platform where the 1 train stopped, more yellow caution tape. So we went back down and I got my map out (you know the one where I have to wear my reading glasses to see, grrr) and learned something else, the D train goes from Columbus Circle to Bryant Park. So easy! Then we just walked from Bryant Park to Annie Moore’s. So it was a fun day, but it was very cold. Did I tell you how cold it was? It was so cold …
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>I caught my regular train, so now I have about 2 hours to wait until my doctor’s appointment. Right now I am sitting in Starbucks drinking tea. Somebody just ran by, somebody just ran after him, a chase? More likely they both need the same train so they are running to get a good seat.
Made it to the library after going the wrong way on 5th Avenue. Someday I just might learn my way around. However, as mentioned before, even though I am at a computer I still can’t do the blog posts I had planned since I can’t get to my pictures from here. I have no idea if one can plug a flash drive into these computers, I mean there is a USB port but I don’t know if it is allowed, and I am kind of afraid to ask, since the guy at the desk seemed kind of grumpy. I don’t see anyone else doing it so I doubt it.
On the way to work I went on my phone to my e-mail and asked my father, “Isn’t it time for you to get a new computer so I can have your old one?” Hey, I am not above begging. The other option is no new earring, since I will probably end up having to buy a new laptop myself. Priorities, priorities.
>and I have no clue why since the rest of the house can get online.
Tigger played around with it but couldn’t get it to work either. It’s not even facebook that I care about, it’s not being able to blog, sending blog posts by e-mail from my phone just isn’t the same. Even if I could get online at the library that would not be the same since I can’t post any pictures. I am leaving angry-town and heading for depressedville.
>that drive me freaking nuts. Work was a trial today, not horrible just annoying, meetings, e-mails, being griped at, then having to schedule when I was leaving for the person picking me up, who then lost track time leaving me waiting in the cold. When I got home went to jump on the computer and ta-da! Freaking wifi is not working. Something I have no control over, hitting my laptop doesn’t help, nor does bouncing it on the bed.
Then I wonder if anyone realizes how much I hate my life here. How much I need to get out of here before I die. Probably not, and probably don’t care.
>all the snow we were supposed to get did not come, just cold temperatures. Now they (the weather fibbers) are saying Tuesday into Wednesday a snow storm. We shall see, it is my pass day so if there is snow it will not be a big problem for me.
Today was good to start, had a late start but made my train anyway, got to work, signed in went to bathroom everything was great. Got back from bathroom and my boss was in his office! He never gets in that early!
Now I am struggling through this mountain of work while trying to get rid of this headache.
>for changing the title of my blog. Yes I do, really. A while back, some of you may remember, I ran a poll, to see what name my reader’s would prefer. The results were it should stay the same. But I still wanted to change it. Bella Foxx’s Life seemed blah and unimagitive.
A commenter on my post about commuting suggested the current title. The content will stay the same, only the title has changed. It will still be about my life since I am the commuter in question. So for those of you who may have thought (dreaded) the posts were going to be filled with schedules and train facts and MetroNorth trivia can rest easy. It is not a commuting journal, it is a commuter’s journal, which is me, so it is still my life.
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NYT > THE CITY
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just a (transplanted) city girl 