Ah….the word itself, Harry means as referenced: (if you click below it will take you to the link too!)

harry (v.) Old English hergian “make war, lay waste, ravage, plunder,” the word used in the “Anglo-Saxon Chronicle” for what the Vikings did to England, from Proto-Germanic verb *harohan (cf. Old Frisian urheria “lay waste, ravage, plunder,” Old Norse herja “to make a raid, to plunder,” Old Saxon and Old High German herion, German verheeren “to destroy, lay waste, devastate”), from *harjaz “an armed force” (cf. Old English here, Old Norse herr “crowd, great number; army, troop,” Old Saxon and Old Frisian heri, Dutch heir, Old High Germanhar, German Heer “host, army,” Gothic harjis), from PIE root *koro- “war” (cf. Lithuanian karas “war, quarrel,” karias “host, army;” Old Church Slavonic kara “strife;” Middle Irish cuire “troop;” Old Persian kara “host, people, army;” Greek koiranos “ruler, leader, commander”). Weakened sense of “worry, goad, harass” is from c.1400. Related: Harried; harrying.

Sometimes the day harries you, sometimes you get harried…:)

And yes, harried, speaking of that version let me let you inside today’s event…

Feeding and then walk the dogs at 5:30 AM, (before I get them out the door I pick up the papers for their bathroom area mop that while they are eating and drinking, and manage to clean the cat litter and feed them, and water their bowls and we are out the door…

Quiet, letting the dog run, tackle each other in Parque Rio, do their bathroom thing since it has been 30 minutes about after they ate, we walk, chill until 6:15  -head back, fill their water bowls, shower, skip breakfast, dress, out the door, (after covering up all possible items ready for puppy damage) –

walking to work through Roma, bump into the new teachers (Beebe family) and Mr Wilson, hitch an awesome ride with them to ASF, get there early! YEAH! – ope up library, water plants, print out my schedule for Mansfield FINAL semester and expectations for my degree and GRADUATE in December, make my way to the upstairs to hide to get things done today – make the expense report for the Finance Department from my Chicago ALA trip – calculate, receipts organized, take to Ms Lechuga for approval from Mr DeJesus, come back work on months of January to June of signup sheets for the library, check to make sure I received a first transfer of funds from my Mexico Bank to U.S. Bank, it is there!  Yeah! – eat some muffins left over from the New teacher meeting, receive email from Ms Lechuga, finance report ready for pickup and signed!  –  check email of expectations for a mentor from the library for my final semester – take that finance report mentioned earlier to Caja to turn in,  Caja is too full, go out of school to check at the Bodega to see if my Valle card is usable today, (EARLY) for groceries, on the way, deposit money for Moct at Bancomer, go to Bodega, get a cranberry juice drink, check out, yep, money on my Valle!  (breath) –

back to ASF – on way back Mr Maas asks if I can stop over and eat lunch at the Baptist Church, do so, then back and go to Caja to turn in finance report, have to go to accounting to get it signed there, have to bring in tomorrow US Cash for the money I did not use, then will get a refund of the taxi I paid for, good to go, go back to library, on the way there question about Larry Tharp’s furniture and the place on Sonora to but and have furniture made, make it to the library, check out books to Ms Ramone and Josh ( and checking books in), contact Ms Dixie and Ms Wiser about going to Costco, talk to the printer for a quote (second one) on the Repentino publishing – will send info for a quote from 2nd printer, (thanks Moct for calling him even though we found out he speaks English)  (Breathe)

create calendar to set up events of library and literary importance from 2013 to year 2014, check again on the deposits for a second transfer to U.S. from Bancomer, not done yet, (waiting for that to pay my tuition), find out with I will go home and walk the dogs, come back, grab Lucinda, and head to Costco, so head out saying hello and bye to Dr. Lawrence, make it home at 3:17 – briskly walk the dogs, they do their doo doo outside and are actually good minus the magazine and assorted items they chewed while I was gone, out the door asking Osseily to call Lucinda and let her know I am on my way, make it to ASF again (leaving at 3:57) – make it at 4:35 – we see Susan (new teacher) drop her at the ABC Bus, Lucinda and I try to find out out to get to Costco – get stopped by police asking for id, license, saved by the Montes sisters who make sure the police do not rip me off (first time they let me go, Montes sisters, you ROCK! -make it to the Perifico, headed right for a bit, then lost, circle to the right, then back in a circle, under an overpass, headed to what we think is right, she grabs her navigating coordinates, we make it through some side streets, get into a sidelot that is NOT for Costco but new cars without license plates, laugh, celebrate because we SEE Costo’s, get out of that lot, into Costco’s garage, INTO COSTCO!  Take out time (first time of the day) – get dog food, cat food, fruit, dried fruit, chocolate blueberries, WAFFLES! – bread, lots of cat litter, assorted foods, out of there – get to the bottom of Costco, overspend my Valle for the first time on what seems not many groceries but I did buy double, so (how long will this last me?) forget to get parking validated, go back, VALIDATED! – in truck, out of Costco, to Polanco, some highway/expressway travel, miss side road before we know it Masaryk! – to Lucinda’s unload her groceries, see her roominess and new apartment!  – GOSH! I need to use the bathroom! – head out, find way home, oops, wrong way on Reforma, past Auditorio (the WRONG WAY!) – through a cool park, find way BACK, towards Reforma, to Sevilla – to Insurgentes, to my apartment, 8:15 – unload all groceries, whew!  5 minutes before parking meeting from our building, afraid people will be mad I have a large vehicle (breathe!)

in the garage with all the apartment residents, watching a cool verbal fight between the amazingly good looking resident next to me (gosh I like her) – and another female resident (thinking, throw a baby poll, jello, and mud, I could make a fortune) have my friend Osseily beside me translating some amazing fast Spanish for me amid the conversations) find that no one cares about me in the garage, just want me to ask when I need out, WHEW! – Oseeily fuming about the “badness” of his last edit of his movie that will be submitted to Sundance, ranting from Osseily, but me also ranting because the repairman for the cabinet door did NOT put the door back and fix it, and left open, being an open invitation for my wonderful tame puppies and mama dog to tear the oatmeal all over the floor from the open cabinet, mixed with some plastic spoons on the floor, and Osseily’s laptop, and his jump drive (yet all are in tact) minus the oatmeal, dogs looking innocent but not, we are exasperated and say we need beer!, we go to the corner grab 2 beers a piece (thanks to Osseily) and snacks from the house come back, GREAT!  just newspaper shredded by the puppies! – we head to the roof,

D R I N K,  S N A C K,  A D M I R E the night as we slow things down, what a day for both of us! we exclaim, falling slowly into our chairs and reflect on what “harried” means….

Happy Tuesday  🙂