> way. But, for now, I'll ride the Green Line back and forth.
>
> In the late afternoon, just as I was attempting to finish editing a
> portion of a major proposal, I got a friendly message from my
> contractor (pause. I nearly just had my iPhone stolen. Would have,
> if my Green Line intuition hadn't kicked in.) which killed my mood
> and capacity for original thought.
>
> Three things:
> - there was some ambiguous message about the cable outlet that was
> moved. It was in the right place to start with. I'm pretty sure that
> Oscar know what was needed, which was that the cable pass needed to
> be installed. I sure hope Jim is wrong.
> - no cabinets until Tuesday and maybe no work tomorrow. This is only
> a problem because Tuesday is the only morning during the whole
> project on which Brian and I will both be away. I need to set up a
> meeting with the installer for Monday, I guess.
> - the mirrors were installed. This I found out just after Brian
> called from Poland and asked specifically if the guys on site knew
> that we wanted the paint cleaned up at the edge of the old mirrors
> before install. I assured Brian that the mirrors would not go in
> until next week.
In my distraction and haste at the end of the day (I sure as hell
wasn't going to stay late on a day when I had already taken half of a
vacation day), I left my keys on my desk when walking out with Greg
and Evelyn to go get a drink. (The toast was to "survival.") I only
realized when I got downtown to transfer to the Red Line. So now, I
ride the Green Line back and forth with the bandits who are encouaged
by the warm weather wonderingvwhat the status of the kitchen really is.
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