Wednesday 04/23/2025
Well, the most exciting thing was doing the laundry. In between loads I edited Patty and my document on how the 11th floor TV lounge should be renovated. Later in the day sent it off to Rhonda’s PA Alejandra.
The other night something Joanne said reminded me of flight simulators. I had a good flight sim app once, didn’t I? I little poking around. Oh, right, I was playing around with X-Plane on my old desktop machine. Do I still have it? Yes, it had been transferred like everything else to the new mini. Last used in 2023? I had it update itself and it runs fine. The new machine has a better screen and better sound even than the old one. And I still don’t know how to fly.
At lunch neighbor Phil asked if I could help him dispose of a bunch of books. After getting a guesstimate of how mnay books he was talking about, I estimated 4-5 boxes. So I left early at 4pm and stopped at FOPAL and got 5 boxes. Flattened boxes, I’ll assemble them later.
Where I was headed was the CHM Volunteer Appreciation party. This was coincidentally a big day for the museum: it was the subject of an article in the New York Times. Whoopee, but ok.
When I arrived there were maybe 30 people milling around the open bar talking to each other. Almost nobody I recognized. There were tables set up in the hall, and a stage with a mic on it. Food service setting up. So I was standing there with a coke in my hand thinking, this is everything I hate about parties. I don’t feel like making conversation with strangers. Which table shall I sit at? Nobody would notice if I just crept away. And I actually did go back out as far as my car. Then thought about it some more, and went back in. Scott showed up and Steve and a couple of other people I actually knew, so it was alright finally. But boy, for a while there I was in full introvert panic.
Codgerville 