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Things are basically back to normal as of yesterday. I finally got to take myself to see
Ready or Not: Here I Come after work, after having rescheduled it twice: first I was going to see it Monday but I postponed because that was Ivan's last evening here; I rescheduled to Wednesday because I had the Happy Hour with Laney scheduled Tuesday; I then rescheduled to Thursday because I needed to be with Shobhit for his stress test at the hospital on Wednesday.
So was the movie worth all that effort? Not really. I'm not sorry I saw it, but it wasn't as good as the 2019
Ready or Not; neither was the 2024 movie
Abigail which was by the same directors and writers, and this one wasn't even as good as
Abigail. These guys need to come up with a different premise. Each of these movies has an ensemble cast where the majority of the characters get killed by the end, and either one or two characters are either the hunted or the hunter. Mix it up a little!
I walked home from the movie, reheated leftover ravioli for dinner, spent the next hour or so writing my movie review.
I then got myself logged in on both Hulu and Disney+; Laney canceled her account that I had been given access to for the past few years, because she needs to save the money in advance of her going back on the road this fall. Jessica signed up and put Laney on her account. We still had two episodes of
Paradise left to watch, though, and I coudn't just stop! So, using my rotating streamer budget line item, I signed up for a month—choosing the options with commercials because it's cheaper; it's annoying but whatever. I had been on Laney's account since before Hulu and Disney+ became basically one company even though they are separate platforms, so I previously only had login access on Hulu. With this new signup I have access to both for the next month, and when I discovered there had been a recent second season of
Percy Jackson and the Olympians I mentioned it to Shobhit, and we watched the first two episodes before I went to bed.
Shobhit actually went to bed at the same time I did, for the second night in a row. That's fairly unusual. He used to be a constant night owl when we first got together, watching TV until the early hours of the morning even when he had a full-time job. Most nights he still stays up later than me, but not nearly as much later than he used to. He still doesn't usually go to bed as early as I do, though. I guess this has been a taxing week.
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Today was my biweekly Zoom lunch with Karen, which I just finished doing. I got a quick update on Dave, who found out on Tuesday—the day Shobhit went to the hospital—that they want to do another procedure on him in April. So that's frustrating for them, but in the meantime he's doing much better. Karen told me he's not as alert as he was before he went to the hospital the first time, but is far more alert now than he had been after. There was a moment when he came into the room Karen was in, looking for his laptop, and he said hi to me. Then he complimented me on dealing with Karen, as though she were a challenge to deal with. Ha! It really cracked me up, especially when Karen gave him a look that was equal parts confused and frustrated.
Anyway, I then spent probably the first half hour telling Karen about Shobhit going to the hospital, which she did not know about, presumably because she does not spent a lot of time on social media. She was sorry that this happened to him, glad to hear he seems to be doing okay, and happy to hear he has a follow-up appointment with our doctor on Wednesday.
Then we wound up spending a lot of time talking about books. She told me about a book she found surprisingly good about a British woman who raised a hare until she let it back out into the wild; I noted that I have a strong aversion to all rodents, and I know rabbits (and hares) are not rodens but they're
fucking close enough. Karen even clarified that hares are not the same as bunnies and hares are a larger animal. I was like, "That doesn't make it better."
I also gave her a lot more detail about how Seattle Public Library's "
Your Next Five Books" feature works and how it's been wildly successful for me so far. Karen hasn't used her library card in so long that she's lost it and can't reactivate the account online, she has to go in person to have that done. But I seem to have evangelized about this service so well that she's thinking she'll finally go in and do that.
And shortly after that, the call had to end, and I have to get back to work.
Oh! But I have to mention one more thing first, I don't want forget: I should have known Karen, as an architect, would have design insights on the room Shobhit was in at the hospital, the one that was designed for patients with behavioral issues. I learned that the
TV inside a cage does not have to do with protecting the TV, but rather with keeping the patient from self-harm, such as hanging themselves from the arm that holds the TV to the wall. And the
weird double doors where one side is way wider than the other? The wide door is a standard door width, Karen told me; the other side is to make it wide enough for something wider, such as a hospital bed, to fit through. Karen's accessibility consulting firm has consulted on hospital design before and that was how she learned about these things. Fascinating stuff.
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