A seething mass of turgid drama.

Got out of the house a minute or two late, but the early bus was a bit later, so I got into the office around my target time. Set up everything... and realized I left my phone sitting at home. If it's not in my bag, I try to leave it in the same place every time - next to my keys and wallet. This time I had been using it in the study and left it on my desk. Where I didn't see it before I left.

I have to go home because I can't log on to important websites to do my job without it. No point in coming back to the office after that, though.

We took Miss Bea to the vet yesterday. It's only been six months since her yearly checkup; this was because I had found a couple nodules under her chin. Also, Bea has been eating a bit more like Cookie Monster so we feared she might have some teeth problems.

Well, the nodules were gone and her teeth were fine. So we got her shots updated and her yearly visit is now in October. (sigh) She's still around 11.5 lbs, which is solid for her size but not overweight.

The company took advantage of AT&T wanting to clear out their old Apple inventory. We got "free" upgrades to the penultimate model. That's fine; I wouldn't have cared, but why not.

Because we got several, they also threw in a new tablet, which my boss gave to me as he already has one. I upgraded to the previous model a couple years ago, but again why not - and because I bought the previous one, I can give it to the wife. Score!

...Except that the setup process is broken. My last upgrade was painless: I synced the old tablet to the new one, and was done in about five-ten minutes. This one... not so much. Setup has been a bit of a pain as the camera scan hasn't worked; I manually logged in and transferred settings from a backup. Not a huge pain, but not painless either. But then - the new tablet refuses to go any further without upgrading to the new OS. And that's where it bricks. I've wiped and restarted several times to no avail.

I might have to brave the Apple store for help. Last time I did that though, they acted like a nightclub where I wasn't cool enough to enter.

Jury duty gabe me a code.

Best case: I somehow left my carefully-packed lunch at home.
Likely case: I somehow left my carefully-packed lunch on the bus.

Earlier in the week I got a text to make a yearly eye appointment. The wife just had hers, so I held off but kept it in the back of my head.

A couple days later, I got a notice to check in for my appointment today at 11:30. I never made this appointment - and couldn't make it, as I have work then - so I responded as such. I didn't expect it to really go through but didn't care enough to call them.

Today, I got a call around 11:40 reminding me that I was late for my checkup. At which point I told the receptionist the story and said I would make an appointment when I was ready. She was flummoxed and vaguely apologetic. I'm not sure she believed me, but whatever. I'm not willing to be rushed into making it.

We have what seems to be an intermittent electrical problem in the office. We paid to get new outlets installed since there were only two when we moved in - but they did not update the existing ones, and they are extremely old. (Our building is over 100 years old and has radiators but no thermostats.)

There are two UPC boxes plugged into one of the old outlets, feeding a number of things including the all-important router. There isn't room to plug them in anywhere else. Unfortunately, I have had several occurrences of the boxes beeping when I get in the office. We think it's because they aren't drawing enough power to charge. Last time I reported it, I ran an extension cord across the room to one of the new outlets so that we could have internet (i.e. I could actually work) while not having the annoying box beeping. By the time the electrical guy showed up he couldn't find a problem; perhaps being off for several hours had cooled the wires down enough to work again. He left his number for me to report the next time.

This morning one of the boxes was beeping and I immediately called him. That was 90 minutes ago and it's been beeping continually ever since. But if I turn it off, he won't be able to see anything when he does show up.

In the meantime, beep. Beep. Beep.

Today is my lovely wife's birthday. I hope it gets better.
Our power flickered several times over the course of a couple hours, then went out completely around 10 PM. That's unusual since we're on the hospital's grid and they get all the redundancy possible, for obvious reasons. It's not back on yet; PG&E says "5 PM" which means they have no clue.

Because I didn't go into the fridge this morning, I forgot my carefully-packed lunch.

At least the outage page shows no problems at the local restaurant where we have a dinner reservation.

Yesterday at the farmers' market, I stepped in a large puddle. Bother.
On the way back, I stepped in the same puddle. "You'd think I would have avoided it the second time."

The third time through, according to the rule of threes, I would have successfully avoided it - and then someone would have ridden a bike through and splashed me, or I would have stumbled and fallen into the ocean - getting wet was inevitable. So we cut through the Ferry Building and avoided the area entirely.

I should have known that Thalia, the patron Muse of comedy, is not so easily thwarted. We sat down for dinner, I picked up my full water glass - and knocked it over, spilling water onto my feet.

I trimmed my moustache/goatee, as I do every weekend. Except I forgot to put on the trimmer guide the first couple passes. So the far side of my moustache is trimmed almost to the skin. Oops.

It is not gone, not tremendously noticeable unless you look closely, and it will match the length of the rest probably by the end of the week. But I haz the stupid.