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posted by [personal profile] eftychia at 07:28pm on 2004-02-12

Today was "I can't really afford this, but ..." day. I had to run up to the photo labs to pick up proofs and a contact sheet from a friend's late-2002 wedding because she's in town for another friend's wedding this weekend and I'll see her tomorrow. That's not the can't-afford part -- she sent me money to pay for developing. The Glenn-being-naughty part is that while I was up there I dropped off a couple of rolls of slide film from [livejournal.com profile] anniemal's 1939 box camera (one of the things stolen in November) that have been annoying me more every time I see them sitting there waiting to be developed. (One lab didn't have the contact print ready and asked me to come back in half an hour, which becomes a factor later in this paragraph.) And I went to Service Photo to buy film for the wedding this weekend ... the idea of attending a wedding without the right kinds of film just felt even more uncomfortable than the idea of spending money on film right now. Then I noticed my hands were shaking and realized I Neeed To Eat, so I found a place selling Pakistani food and bought some, instead of going home and eating groceries I already had. On the way back to the lab for the contact sheet, I passed a kitten on a leash -- a timid, black and white "cow pattern" kitten. Coming out of the lab, he was still there, so I spent time I should've been doing other things because I couldn't resist introducing myself to the cat and his owner. And that took longer than I thought it would, because it was this dog-person's first cat, and I wound up transferring some of my kitty-knowledge to him and taking a few photos. Then I came home. I'm trying to figure out what else on the "need to get done by this weekend" list I can actually get to. I'm tired and everything hurts today.

So some film and food I couldn't really afford, and a half-hour I couldn't really afford. But I made two new friends (one four-legged and one two-legged) and will be able to take pictures at the wedding this weekend (which I can't find my invitation to, so I need to find out exactly where it is). Sometimes I get so tired of resisting temptation. I just need to make sure I don't tip anything over into the catastrophe zone when I weaken. (I figure it's kind of like a diet -- if you don't forgive yourself the occasional violation, eventually you'll break the diet in a big way instead of a small one ... but the difference is that at my financial level, some of the constraints are hard limits, not just "oh this pushes back the goal a little" ones. So figuring out what really is a "small" naughtiness is the challenge.)

I should try to get out to the grocery store now that rush hour should be ending. I heard Giant had Prilosec on sale this week, and I just ran out.

The kitten is six months old and today was his first time outdoors. He was apropriately scared when a bus went past, but in the time I was there I watched him go from afraid of anybody walking past, to nervous as people approached but curious as soon as they were facing away from him. The owner said someone had told him he should try to socialize the kitten so he'd grow up to be friendly, or at least not completely afraid of people. From what I saw, this kitten is probably going to be fine in that regard -- perhaps not the most immediately friendly cat, but probably a pretty typical "keep away until I decide you're safe then say hello" type when he grows up.

I mentioned that indoor cats live longer. The fellow mentioned that he never planned to let the cat outdoors except on a leash. I told him about Perrine. And we even talked about poodles a little.

I need to do laundry, sort through the photos I picked up today, and pay bills.

When I came home there was a "sorry we missed you" sticker from UPS on the door. I wasn't expecting a package ...

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When I came home there was a "sorry we missed you" sticker from UPS on the door. I wasn't expecting a package ...

Umm.....if you know it's coming, it's not a s-u-r-p-r-i-s-e.
 
Yup. You can read that ellipsis as "... so apparently someone decided to surprise me with a gift, unless there's some bizarre mixup someplace".

I've got a guess as to what it might be. But they didn't specify a timeframe for the next delivery attempt, so I don't know whether they're coming back before I leave the house this afternoon. Now that I know something is coming, I hope I don't have to wait until next week to find out what it is.
 
Don't they have a box you can check to leave the package with a neighbor? Or isn't there anyone home?
What's your guess?
 
posted by [identity profile] katrinb.livejournal.com at 06:33pm on 2004-02-12
Well, if it's my wedding you're spending money on film for, I'll pay for it. And for two sets of prints - one for you, one for me.
Deal?
Not that I don't trust my photographer. But extra eyes and cameras never hurt.

 
posted by [identity profile] dglenn.livejournal.com at 11:33pm on 2004-02-12
Yah, if the hired photographer turns in a less than stellar performance, friends with cameras might save the day; and if the hired photographer does do an amazing job, he or she still can't be everywhere at once, so friends are still likely to get something interesting that wasn't in the album.

Fortunately the second case comes up more often than the first.

And yes, the film I bought is for your wedding. I bought more than I'm going to use, because I wasn't sure what speeds I'd need. I'll let you know what I wind up shooting. *HUG*
 
posted by [identity profile] silmaril.livejournal.com at 06:37pm on 2004-02-12
That's weird, because I had a UPS sticker tonight, too, and I wasn't expecting a package, either. Hmmm.

As to when to give in to temptation---it's a hard question, both in dieting and in financial things. In financial things, if you have a finite amount of cash and are not in the "use credit cards" camp, you are probably safer in giving in to temptation---"safer" in that you will pay for it with deprivation later. (Lunch out equals five other meals of only bread and cheese or equivalent each, for instance, if I stick to my average <$1 per meal regime).

And I think, both in dieting and in financial things, that if you don't give in to temptation now and then, depression becomes much harder to stave off. By giving in to temptation, I don't mean a full carton of ice cream or buying a new computer. I mean a scoop of ice cream or lunch out.
 

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posted by [identity profile] dglenn.livejournal.com at 08:32am on 2004-02-13
In between -- a "check card". So I'm not racking up debt, but I need to be careful to leave enough to pay bills with. But I agree about having to give a little bit to stave off depression.

Curious synchronicity re: UPS.
 
posted by [identity profile] anniemal.livejournal.com at 09:16pm on 2004-02-12
I have an orange cat that it took 7yrs to begin to befriend in my lap. Right now. I'm still amazed when she gets social. Maybe it's shiatsu. Now that she lets me near enough to do it. She loves GV20. Then I do her shoulders, but shift to just petting her B meridian when she gets anxious. There are limits to my powers, ya know.

But at 11, maybe it's age. Erica is resembling a cat. And she's still in my lap. I wish the person with the kitten bonne chance. And there are Perrine and Mel as examples of puppycats.
 
posted by [identity profile] anniemal.livejournal.com at 05:37am on 2004-02-13
My 2nd cat was a strictly indoor cat her first 3 or 4 years. When we moved to the middle of nowhere, I gave her the outdoor option.

I carried her out to the stairs to the porch, and held her in my lap. She looked around, and very plainly said "The ceiling is too high up. The walls are too far away. I'm going back in."
 
posted by [identity profile] dglenn.livejournal.com at 08:43am on 2004-02-13
This one started off doing something similar, but less extreme, and in that "lots of things are still new and scary but my job is to figure out which ones to get used to" way that you'd expect of a 6-month kitten.

I can picture an agoraphobic adult cat.
 
I have one of those! She's 17 and spent alot of time as a young one in one room of my apt (I was in college at the time.). The few times she's managed to get out of the house, she's looked around, hissed and run as fast as possible under something.

Currently, she lives under my bed, only coming out when someone (usually me) is lying on the bed. Then she sleeps on my pillow. :-)

'berta
 
posted by [identity profile] merde.livejournal.com at 03:22pm on 2004-02-13
cat pictures! cat pictures! i wanna see!

(yeah, i know it'll be a while before they're developed.)
 
posted by [identity profile] syntonic-comma.livejournal.com at 05:04pm on 2004-02-13
If you have an insatiable appetite for cat pictures, I have some pictures of Perrine. And I have some pictures of our cats, including Erica mentioned above by [livejournal.com profile] anniemal.

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