Moving past it.

I swear, just one paragraph about dirty dishes, and then I’ll move on.

I got home yesterday, and the previous night’s dirty dishes were still in the sink. I washed them. The Professor was annoyed, and said I should have saved them for him. I told him I had saved them for him, and they weren’t done. I’ll leave them overnight for him to get to, but if they are still in the sink when I get home, I’m not giving him any further chances. I choose to live my life with clean dishes, and he’s just going to have to cope with that. If he elects to call me obsessive because of it, I’m not entirely sure that makes me a lesser person. This morning, when I got up, last night’s dishes had been washed.

I’m seriously considering getting my hair colored. Since I have traditionally been the one to scoff at others who have done so, this is a huge step for me. I mostly want to cover the grey, which I noticed this morning glows with a life of its own under the fluorescent lighting of the restrooms at work. Maybe go a little more towards the auburn shade of things. Don’t know if I have the guts to do it or not. One advantage I have going for me is that I get my hair cut shorter than most guys I know. If I don’t like it, it will grow out fast. Maybe this weekend ….

Speaking of this weekend, the Professor is now going to bed around noon and getting up mid-evening. His schedule keeps moving up by about an hour a day, but this weekend is going to be pretty messed up as far as he and I being awake at the same times. We’ll have mornings together (highly unusual) but the evenings I’ll be on my own. Since, with luck, I’m away the following two weekends, it means I won’t be spending much time with him at all this month. I know he’s a little hurt that I didn’t include him in my Boston plans, but when I asked him several months ago he said he thought he’d be teaching and couldn’t go, and I had to set up my plans then to take advantage of the lower prices.

Last night, after dinner, there was a fine rain falling. The Prof and I went out onto the balcony to watch. The sun was low in the west, and there was a full-arc rainbow in the eastern sky. He got a few good pictures on the digital camera; if I can get hold of one I’ll post it in the diary. In spite of recent strife, it was a good moment.