Reaching the end of transitions

[mtbc]

Over the past couple of days I went through the long inventory from the letting agent, provided feedback accordingly, and submitted a maintenance request for the more serious issues with the flat; they'll stop over tomorrow to take a look. I also unpacked and set up the printer and scanner I bought, enabling various other administrivia like finally getting my 2021 taxes ready for submission, also my overseas voter registration. I feel silly for having arranged things so that, once my shipment arrives, I shall have two scanners and printers, but it's difficult not to have either with all the things people want me to sign and suchlike, including another form from the movers. Other chores included minor matters like sorting out my final account with the Oak Ridge city utilities, canceling the insurance on my sold house, trying out the laptop computer from my new employer, etc.

At least I am moving on to the less urgent tasks, things like registering with the doctor, dentist, library, finishing up the remaining address changes, etc. I still notice good things about being back here, everything from that retail stores quote prices inclusive of tax, to that I am again welcome to give blood. However, I am still working on getting to bed soon enough, my current plan is to close the curtains earlier, even though I love to see outdoors. The latitude makes the evening far lighter than it should be this late and I think it's fooling me into staying up late, just as the mild Tennessee winters fooled me into not lighting log fires.

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[mtbc]

Mmm, at the solstice we have sunrise at 4.12am and sunset at 10.08pm, and it's still fairly light at those times: here, drivers have to turn car headlamps on a half-hour after sunset. I should get to spend August in Manila which is a lot more sensible in that regard. (-:

I want that nighttime summer light to be in the winter instead. When working in an office, even in southern England, I never saw my home in light except at weekends, which was the only time I bothered opening the curtains. If I wanted to, say, work on the car mid-week, I'd do it at lunchtime in the car lot at work.