Small Victories

Today was the day of things almost-disastrous.  I almost forgot the appointment at the jail to get my clearance/ID.  I did forget about the public defender softball game (cancelled).  I forgot my AAA auto club number which I was given over the phone.  I called financial aid to make sure everything was done and they told me I forgot to sign a piece of paper.  I forgot my younger brother’s cell phone number and narrowly missed having him take the scopmobile to a mechanic for me.  I couldn’t find my keys, which didn’t matter since my sweetie was coming home at the same time I was.  All in all, disasters narrowly avoided.

On the plus side I have an interesting riddle about trespassing cases in VA – specifically cases where someone is banned from one publicly administered housing project but then loses access to *all* such properties in the city.  We have a good, as yet untried, argument, but there appears to be an easy “fix” on the other end, which would make for a temporary solution at best.  More research is required, but my brain is already churning. 

I also saw the cutest bear-cub masquarading as a puppy.

When I got home, I took out the glue (bookbinder’s glue – a mixture of long and short polymers) to repair: a leather bound soft back Lady of the Lake (Scott), Andrew Lang’s Arabian Nights, and another mass produced, faux-leather, single-volume Lord of the Rings.  I picked up the damaged Scott at a yard sale (block completely separated from the cover), and the Lang from a bookstore bin (hard cover held on by literally threads of linen).  I used snips from an old silk shirt to patch them and they’re both drying nicely.  For the Tolkien, a slightly better constructed book, I have to move in stages.  Basically I’ll be using paper, cloth, and glue to reinforce the basic binding and repair the separation tears the weight of the book itself has caused.   Once you know what you’re doing, binding goes pretty fast.

I'm enjoying these small victories as my assorted outstanding projects get pushed that much further toward completion.  I have some sewing to do tomorrow and must rebuild Lumina with a better bottom bracket. 

If all goes well I’ll be picking up the Scopmobile from Connecticut this weekend, perhaps taking her for a spin out to the Cape to visit my family (no way to get the bikes up, alas!), and then bringing her (and a bookshelf?) down for both commuting insurance and to help out with my move from Pentagon City up to Takoma.  I think she’ll enjoy the milder winters down here as well. 

Plans, plans, plans.   My days are fill of small plans. 

Comments

[SisterSchool]

And all would be true except that I got stuck on the red line next to the second largest woman on the planet for 45 minutes. Where I would have been home at the same time, I instead sat quietly trying not to breath too much (pressing up against the questionable interior of the train) and arrived home at 6:23. Ack.