I tell you, this change in the weather, as well as the sun going down when leaving work, takes a lot out of me. This afternoon at work, this Friday, December 5, had me wanting to take a nap. I knew that would not be available to me, just out of reach. My eyelids were heavy, and I just knew a half hour of sleep would do me good. But no, it was not attainable. It was too late for a coffee since I generally stop drinking coffee around noon.

A few years ago, Bill and I had dinner in the City with his friend Big Mac and his daughter, and it was an early dinner. I had one cup of coffee around 7:00 PM, and at 1:00 AM, I was unable to sleep. It reinforced the concept of no coffee in the PM time frame. And I’ve been good with it mostly. Maybe a can of soda every now and then, but nothing too much.

It is cold. Winter has arrived, though it is unofficial. This is the fall, autumn. What all those people wanted when they stated in September how much they like the fall, “The leaves are turning color”. It does not last, and now the trees are barren and looking skeletal. The days are getting shorter.

The good and faithful Pixel 6a is en route to its final destination. I ordered a cover for the Pixel 9a, but I think my eyes might’ve been a bit bloodshot, and I wound up ordering a case for the Pixel 6a, which I do not have anymore. I found that out when I went to pick up the new case, and when I opened it, I saw Pixel 6a on the box. I checked the order, and it also said Pixel 6a. I can be so dumb.

Not the end of the world, and I just checked once again to see if I ordered the correct case for the Pixel 9A. I did, but I will more than likely check again and again until it gets delivered to me at my job on Monday. Is that OCD?

Last night I texted Kimberly and Anise and asked each of them to reply as I had a quick question. Neither one did. There was a monthly team meeting scheduled and I was going to ask Kimberly & Anise what time the meeting starts. With no reply, I arrived early enough to have a bagel & coffee and then sat in the conference room waiting for Yancy and the workmates to arrive and they never did.

I headed to Anise’s desk and found that Yancy had cancelled the meeting yesterday. The cancellation was made on the office calendar. No email or text stating the meeting was cancelled. So it was a walk from 31st Street to 14th Street in the cold morning. As long as one is dressed properly and has a destination, I did not think it was so bad, and it wasn’t.

Lover boy
I ruined your day. I broke your heart.
I don’t know where I was going with those lines. Perhaps a poem or a song lyric.

It is Wednesday, December 3rd. The new phone is supposed to be delivered today. Other items were delivered last night after I had come in from the inclement weather in Hoboken, knowing that I could pick them up today, and that is my plan after work.

While Yancey was in the midst of my morning, I tried to find proper music that would be inoffensive and listenable for his sensitive ears. I started out with Towa Tei, followed it with Michelle and Me’Shell Ndegeocello, and some Luaka Bop.

After Yancy left, I played the Velvet Underground Live 1969, Cocteau Twins, and the Cure. The morning started off yesterday with Before and After Science by Brian Eno. Today it was Supertramp- Breakfast in America.

Demos, the very handsome UPS guy, delivered by phone; actually, I went and got it. I would have hopped in the back of a truck for him if he had asked. He knew me, at least remembered me. He was handsome enough for me to remember, but on this occasion, I didn’t.

It’s been a satisfactory day, mostly. Fun talk with Mike on the phone, a few laughs. Work was a breeze, relatively speaking. I had halal food from the truck on Sixth Avenue, which was good but not as good as the first time a few weeks ago.

Bill’s spirits were somewhat deflated. He thought he’d be on the road, but those plans shifted. So he’s housebound until the weekend, when a road trip is planned. A trip to East Orange, which isn’t a ‘fun’ road trip. It is a memorial followed by a repast. He mentioned it to me last week, and I begged off.

I regretted it and told him soon after that I would attend with him. I’m sure he appreciates it. He reserved a ZipCar, to which I will contribute. I’m not sure he knows about that. I certainly pointed him in that direction. His original plan was to take a ride share from Hoboken to East Orange, but that did not seem feasible. This seems affordable, especially with my own contribution.

The new phone seems cool. Some things are similar; the Pixel 9a is a definite update to the Pixel 6a. It’s been a few years since I had it. A few things were different: homescreen widgets had moved, and I did my best to remember where they were. New positions for some of those widgets.

I await the delivery of the phone case, which is expected on Friday. It’s not an official case as sanctioned by the Alphabet company. It’s the same model as I had for the Pixel 6a, and I like it very much. I’m being extra cautious with the Pixel 9a until the case is delivered. Not that I drop my phone frequently, but it does happen.

I’m on a plan with the price added to my bill, which I try to keep down. It’s a 2-year plan, $20 a month. Of course, it costs more than some of the cars I used to own.

The Pixel 6a has been a good and faithful servant.