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So, it would take $11 to UPS ship the $12 bike hoist back to Amazon for a refund: next time, i should choose to accept their shipping payment. So, i did not ship it back, and gave it to my sister in law. (She's cleaning her parent's garage.) The second hoist is still attached to the deck.
The good news is the trip to the post office motivated me to post three condolence cards (two weeks late) and the three responses to my echo of the save the post office meme[1].
It was not quite enough time/motivation to get the first Re-Member project in the mail.
After the disappointing postal scale calculation, we went to REI to get the more appropriate bike brackets. REI was having a members only "garage" sale, where the stuff folks return is available. Some of the shoes that were returned were... well used. I'm a little horrified, actually. I can't imagine the motivation to return something so worn: "I no longer run therefore i must return these stinky, well worn shoes." We did become members, and i may return my lightweight bed pad to get a bed pad that matches Christine's. Honestly though, my thoughts had been to find a returned pad that matches her and keep the one i bought. There's some radical forgiveness going on with this return policy.... I suppose the economics of the payment of the membership fee is part of the system. *ponder*
Christine wondered as she looked at the REI clothes what she would wear to a presentation on Tuesday. We went to the Nordstrom Rack, then. I tried on one of the suits i'd seen on Monday. It barely fit, but as an Emergency Suit it seemed reasonable. (Must walk, must stop deserts.) Christine solved her challenge, too.
We met up with my brother's family: he'd just arrived from Beijing. After a meal out, we let my brother collapse on the New Couch/Bed. My sister in law and i took the kids to the Palo Alto Kid's museum and zoo. I enjoyed being there with the kids, and was fascinated to watch Z consider the mechanical contraption that lifted and rolled tennis balls. I was just as frustrated as any of the kids at the number of balls stuck in the mechanisms, out of play. We returned back to wake my brother and send them all off to the Stanford-UCLA game.
--==∞==--
In the evening, Christine crashed. She speculated the deeper cause had something to do with being around my brother's family: it is an odd experience. The more i see them together, the more i sense that as a unit their perceptions are strongly of each other and that everyone else is more background. I ponder how living an expat life could create this wall. I think my brother connects pretty well to me when it's just us, but i don't see him connecting to Christine. I can imagine it triggers memories of the distance Christine had pre-transition from all my birth family.
And then there's just probably that my birth family drives her nuts.
--==∞==--
I woke around 1 am. Racing mind about work next week, and itching when i tried to distract. Off for a breakfast with friends and then Meeting. Then this afternoon i must prepare for this week. I hope i can find gentle energy flow during Meeting and gift of energy from my friends.
[1] save the post office meme: http://elainegrey.livejournal.com/1926623.html -- Seven slots open!
The good news is the trip to the post office motivated me to post three condolence cards (two weeks late) and the three responses to my echo of the save the post office meme[1].
It was not quite enough time/motivation to get the first Re-Member project in the mail.
After the disappointing postal scale calculation, we went to REI to get the more appropriate bike brackets. REI was having a members only "garage" sale, where the stuff folks return is available. Some of the shoes that were returned were... well used. I'm a little horrified, actually. I can't imagine the motivation to return something so worn: "I no longer run therefore i must return these stinky, well worn shoes." We did become members, and i may return my lightweight bed pad to get a bed pad that matches Christine's. Honestly though, my thoughts had been to find a returned pad that matches her and keep the one i bought. There's some radical forgiveness going on with this return policy.... I suppose the economics of the payment of the membership fee is part of the system. *ponder*
Christine wondered as she looked at the REI clothes what she would wear to a presentation on Tuesday. We went to the Nordstrom Rack, then. I tried on one of the suits i'd seen on Monday. It barely fit, but as an Emergency Suit it seemed reasonable. (Must walk, must stop deserts.) Christine solved her challenge, too.
We met up with my brother's family: he'd just arrived from Beijing. After a meal out, we let my brother collapse on the New Couch/Bed. My sister in law and i took the kids to the Palo Alto Kid's museum and zoo. I enjoyed being there with the kids, and was fascinated to watch Z consider the mechanical contraption that lifted and rolled tennis balls. I was just as frustrated as any of the kids at the number of balls stuck in the mechanisms, out of play. We returned back to wake my brother and send them all off to the Stanford-UCLA game.
--==∞==--
In the evening, Christine crashed. She speculated the deeper cause had something to do with being around my brother's family: it is an odd experience. The more i see them together, the more i sense that as a unit their perceptions are strongly of each other and that everyone else is more background. I ponder how living an expat life could create this wall. I think my brother connects pretty well to me when it's just us, but i don't see him connecting to Christine. I can imagine it triggers memories of the distance Christine had pre-transition from all my birth family.
And then there's just probably that my birth family drives her nuts.
--==∞==--
I woke around 1 am. Racing mind about work next week, and itching when i tried to distract. Off for a breakfast with friends and then Meeting. Then this afternoon i must prepare for this week. I hope i can find gentle energy flow during Meeting and gift of energy from my friends.
[1] save the post office meme: http://elainegrey.livejournal.com/1926623.html -- Seven slots open!
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