Allen is ready for his July Fourth bonfire tomorrow. Gonna be a good one, he says. He spent most of this morning watching me clean up the cabin — and getting in my way whenever he could. I think he’s a little bored, so I gave him a distraction.
King County Metro is running Sunday bus schedules, Friday/Saturday/Sunday, July 3/4/5.
He’s been running with that information all day. Now, a Sunday schedule on a Sunday makes sense, because it happens every week. And a Sunday schedule on a Holiday that falls on a weekday — that makes sense too. But a Sunday schedule on a Saturday, even if it happens to be July Fourth — well that totally messes with the bus universe!!
Alene was a bit confused too. At my suggestion, she went out early this morning to get coffee and go to the grocery store before it got busy — and hot out. On her way, she saw a USPS mail truck and a mailman walking with his sack. Then a UPS truck passed her. She went by the library to return a book in the drop — but found the library open. I reminded her that USPS and the library are routinely open on Saturday and so will observe the holiday tomorrow. What about UPS, she asked. I didn’t have an answer for that — although the drivers may well be getting holiday pay rates.
Then she began to wonder if she really had the Friday off — or was confused? I reminded her of yesterday’s email about making sure items in the second floor fridge were dated and labeled else they would be thrown out at 2pm. That’s a Friday ritual that would only happen on a Thursday when Friday is a holiday. Even so, she had to log into her workplace intranet to check the official list of observed holidays to make sure July 3 was indeed on it. Really — she’s such a worrier.
Allen found some canned treats in the food stores. Almost everything we brought with us is basic food ingredients — flour, sugar, canned milk, cooking oil, rice, dried beans and so on — as well as just about anything that can be made edible by addition of boiling water. But we did make space for some indulgences, such as rum, cookies — and things like canned franks’n’beans and corned-beef hash, which will be part of our July Fourth fireside picnic tomorrow.
Then Allen’s thoughts returned to buses — and hot buses on hot summer days. He was very happy when Metro purchased its first air-conditioned coaches in 2003 — the 3600-series coaches that are still in service today. But he remembers how hard it was getting the message across to passengers that A/C functions best with the windows closed. Twelve years later, that message still hasn’t gotten through to many Seattle folks.
I told Allen that Alene also passed a few yard sales this morning. At this, he took off his hat to scratch his head in wonder.
“Gonna be a lot of confused people in Seattle this weekend!” he joked.