This is one of those two days.
I woke up at the usual time (godawfulearly:40). I had a 9:15 doctor appointment, no sense going in to work. So I wait; Kate had said that she would wake up at the usual time and we'd walk Bogus, sorry Bogar together.
Kate woke up with massive sinus headache, took meds, went back to bed. OK, no walk; keep working.
Kate takes the Beagle off for a 9 AM visit to get a Nasty Growth removed from his ear. I head for my Dr. appointment at 9:15.
At 10:00, the doctor walks in. That's 45 minutes down the recycler. At least my blood pressure is down from historic high levels.
At 10:20, I leave the office. It is now WAY too late to get a parking space at the BART station. Kate has offered to drop me off if such happens, so I take her up on it. I get the 10:45 BART, arrive at Rockridge at 11:10. Jerry Krause has been waiting for me for at least an hour,. He and I have planned to drive over to Burlingame, to get to a Dept. lunch, we may still be able to make it.
There has been a major accident on the San Mateo bridge. It's closed. All overflow traffic has headed to the Bay Bridge. Jerry does a flyby, and we realize that it will take two hours just to get to the bridge, let alone across it. Bag the dept. lunch, he drops me off at Rockridge and I head for home.
I'm awaiting a train at RR station, and call Kate for pickup. She has just ordered her sushi lunch. It will be at least 20 minutes before I get to the home station, no problem.
I am at home station. A half-hour later, Kate arrives and takes me home, where I can scrounge Tupperware for lunch.
2:30: Kate's napping, the vet calls, I go to retrieve the postsurgical Beagle. He is a very unhappy little beagle. 45 seconds before we get home, he can no longer hold it, and urinates all over the car seat. I say things to him, none of which will be found in an address to the United Nations. I put him in the back yard. A minute later, I find the side gate is open. Certain that he has made a break for it, I run around th front of the house shouting for him. While I am running around the front yard, he goes in the back door and lies down.
In between all this, I am trying to get some work done. The compiler still will not compile. The tools to compile the compiler will no longer compile. The VPN link to the computer where the tools are to compile the compiler will not stay up.
I'm afraid to ask about dinner.