That's right, I just quoted Ice Cube. Diversity +1.
Last night, I get the feeling that I need to put out the recycling. Check the calendar - no, this is an even week. (My weeks are odd weeks.) Doesn't seem like last week was right, though. I go to bed.
12:00, um, midnight. My phone beeps. Take out recycling. (Sometimes when I sync my iPhone, it merrily moves appointments forward an hour.) So that says two things: one, I have not changed the appointment since I got my new job (11 PM is too late for a reminder), and two, it was so this week.
Too late now. I'll check in the morning.
Get up. Get ready for work. Look at the calendar. No, not my week. Look at the PC. Yes, my week. what?
I check the reminder. Set in January - check that date on the calendar, yep, that was my week. So ... either something changed the appointment, or the calendar is wrong. January ... February ... March ... April ... still right ... May ... June ... July ... wrong. whoops.
aha. The last week in May is an even week. The first week in June is an even week. Not the same week. calendar's wrong. this is my week.
It's about 5 till 7. I figure I'll go ahead and put it out. Worst case is that I bring it back in the evening and try again on the 28th. Wheel it out to the curb, then go back inside to check something ...
and I hear the recycling truck coming down the street. Five minutes later, I'm gone and they're picking up my stuff.
On top of that, I'm told that my town is the 10th-best place to live in the US. Best place in Indiana, and only Naperville beats it among Great Lakes-area states. (Minnesota's part of the Midwest. It doesn't count.)
sweet. I have chosen wisely.