Today was the first day I went to work all week. Part due to a lack of car and part due to a fear of being stranded in Beaverton should the light rail's lines freeze over again. The music school has been closed. Beaverton Public School District has issued an announcement every evening repeating yet another day of no school for the kids. I bet they love it. I bet their parents are up in arms.
Today was the first day Alex went to work all week as well. UO and PSU have been closed on and off all week, sometimes opening late, sometimes not at all. I have a feeling very few public schools will be open if it snows again tomorrow, seeing as how its the last day before Christmas break anyways.
I spent about 40 minutes getting to work. Worked for two and half hours on re-enrollment applications, then headed home. Another 40 minute commute. I would consider the commute excessive if I wasn't so damn bored. Once the snow stopped this morning at 11am, I got out of bed and said "sure, why not, I'm not doing anything better with my day". So Alex and I boarded the 15 Bus and headed into town.
Downtown doesn't even look snowed on. Granted, the sun actually came out today while I was down there. It was a nice day for a public transit commute, all-in-all.
So 2 and half hours of my usual 30 at least this week. Better than nothing. And Saturday is looking decent, so I might get 8 hours there too. A third of my hours is better than I had hoped for after Sunday's fiasco.
Speaking of Sunday, aka my car, it is up and running again after a rather expensive repair. Luckily the new starter has a good warranty on it, so it might be worth the extra cash I spent. The shop was quick, friendly, and willing to go through a price breakdown for us. I want to believe they did the best they could for my car, but that goes without saying. No one wants to pay an arm and a leg for repairs and believe it was a bad choice.
We bought chains the following morning and Alex got me a cupcake for breakfast. Yes, I said a cupcake. Cupcakes are a necessary factor in recovering from car trauma. And a delicious factor as well. We also got coffee. We also stopped at an asian market and got the makings of onigiri.
Onigiri: oh-nee-gear-ee
Onigiri is composed of umeboshi (oo-may-boe-shee) a sweet sour partially dried plum, wrapped in a sushi rice ball and folded into nori (nor-ee) which is dried seaweed. Its the most delicious thing ever! Ask my mother if you do not believe me. She had them at a restaurant called Biwa while she was here (bee-waa).
So, now that there has been much in the way of food therapy lately, I believe I am mostly recovered. Poor, but money doesn't make you happy. Onigiri and cupcakes do. And I have those.
Remind me to share my umeboshi song with you the next time I see you.
Much love!
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