Apr. 3rd, 2017 12:22 pm
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So those who follow me on that other site will know by now that my life is in major flux right now, as Geoff accepted a job in Albuquerque, NM. Which is approximately 2000 miles from here. He moves (with our stuff) in the end of May, while Page and I stay here for another week or so to finish up the major school events.

It will be excellent, and we're happy and excited and all that, but, well, there's so much to be done in the meanwhile. We're fortunate in that two days after our home went on the market it received an offer (which we accepted). But... omg, there is just so much to do. On both ends. And logistics to unravel out the wazoo.

I'm writing this post as much to try and motivate myself to write a to do list as to communicate, because with the immediate blitz of activity out of the way, I'm struggling to motivate myself into doing everything else that needs doing. Granted, this is my first day of alone-time in nearly two weeks, so I may just take it as a (well-deserved) holiday. I'm happy to do all that I can do, but it's wearing. Especially the patience needed for everything.

That said, I really am looking forward to this move. I will miss my friends around here terribly, but I am so looking forward to sunshine almost every day. And the horizons. Both Geoff and I drifted toward the hotel's driveway to gaze at the horizon the morning after we arrived for our whirlwind house-hunting tour. It'll be weird to have the mountains to the east of us (volcanoes to the west!), but it's a surprisingly beautiful city we're moving to. Not pretty, per se, but beautiful. And the architecture is SO much more to our taste. While I like Cape Cod houses, and New Englanders, the preponderance of salt boxes and colonials here will make pueblo style buildings a happy thing to observe for the next decade.

The main benefit of the move, however, is going to be our proximity to family. It's only a 6-hour *drive* to my sister and her family, so if there are family emergencies or celebrations, we can go! (Alas, we'll be moving two weeks too late to attend my niece's graduation. Boo!) And everyone else in Colorado is way closer than she is. We'll be able to see Geoff's parents every month!

And, did I mention the weather's better in Albuquerque? Because, well, we left New England in the cold gray, and came back to it starting to drop cement-like snow two days later. This last week. We need the moisture out here, but I am not loving the fact we've gotten our winter's worth of snow (and frigid cold) over the past 6 weeks. That's supposed to be a Front Range thing, not a New England thing!

Ah well.

Anyway, that's enough muttering. And puttering, probably. I need to... do stuff. What stuff, I still haven't decided, but do stuff I must.

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Yesterday I suffered from a case of domesticgodessitis. Not that you'd be able to tell by the state of the house. No. It still needs to be decontaminated liek whoa (three weeks and two different bugs. It's been gross).

Nope. Instead I tackled the mending pile. Fortunately, it was small. Unfortunately, the majority of it was darning. Two of my favorite pairs of socks needed mending. And, since I had no brain-power or energy for anything else, I sat and darned. And "watched" Voyager. (I'm rewatching all the episodes Page watched without me.) Anyway, it's the first time I darned worth a damn, and, well, it turned out well. Go me.

Today I finished off the pile by finishing up a pair of fingerless mittens (from another pair of holy socks). So yay. I may take pictures of those, even if they aren't perfect.


I am mulling how to write a story idea. I'm kinda wondering if it needs to be a picture book. Thing is, if it were a picture book, it would never, ever, EVER get published.

Still. Mulling.


I took part in Podunk's Spring Art Festival on Saturday, and it was an almost complete bust. The only reason it wasn't a complete bust is because I had the time to finish a note card drawing, and figure out what my newest painting needs to finish it.

So frustrating. The people whose shop I was in said it was the slowest Saturday they'd had in a long time. Maybe a year. *sigh*


I think I'm in my week of misery (PMDD). Life is seeming pretty damn pointless, and I feel like a waste of space. Maybe even worse than a waste of space, given that I procreated and I'm not sure I am up for the task of raising a man. (Oh, yeah. Page has begun the teenage attitude. For real, this time. And who cares if it's two years early, because he sure doesn't. My mum said 11 seems to be the new 13.) I really am scared about that. He is so bad about certain things, especially reading body language, and... *sigh*

I wish I could redo the first few years of his life with the knowledge I have now. Ach well.


And finally, but foremost, my heart goes out to all of you who are suffering real losses, fears, or other stresses. I know a lot of you are, and please know I am thinking of you and sending you light.
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Welp, the vacation is over, and we are gearing up for the beginning of school around these parts. Read more... )

I am sad not to still be on vacation, but it is satisfying to be getting things done. And, I suppose, that is the purpose of a vacation, to put the satisfaction back into the work. So success!

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I saw the wind yesterday; it was yellow.

The pines are getting all horny about a month early around here. There is a coating of yellowy-green powder on everything, outdoors and in, which leads to sinus headaches for the husband, sniffles for the kid and outdoors avoidance for me.

Granted, a big part of the outdoors avoidance on my part is due to the sunburn I got on Saturday. It was a littler worse than I thought it was.

My back, let me show you it )

It started peeling yesterday, and is still on the prickly side. Ah well. Good thing is? I didn't get sick from it! That three hour nap on Saturday afternoon was the brunt of it. In fact, I've had a load of energy since, so either I just got up to speed on my vitamin D or I'm doing way better than I thought I was. Yay!

But, yeah. Productive weekend has been really productive. The walkway is one brick from being finished (I bet it will be finished by the time I post this; Geoff is awesome), the kitchen is cleaner than it has been in ages, the laundry is all done except for what we're wearing, my bedroom is clean, and I even cooked. Willingly. And this morning I woke up feeling awake and chipper! Granted it was after ten hours of sleep, but still!

And Geoff gave Page a buzz cut. Poor kid should be much more comfortable now where heat is concerned. His front tooth that's just on the verge of erupting, however, I can't help him with (besides giving him frozen teething toys). I think the next two weeks might be difficult ones for Page. :-(

So. As of tomorrow I have three days to study for my English Comp exam, and five days to prepare for the portraiture lesson I'm giving at the church. So, I think it will be a busy week. However, I think I may actually be up for it.


May. 26th, 2012 08:21 pm
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Well, Geoff and I got most of the walkway in today, and it took about... three hours, including the trip to home despot for more sand. So I think my optimism was well founded. We still need to do the more difficult part of the job, and that is cutting the edging pavers, but that should be an afternoon's (or morning's) job.

Unfortunately, it was hot today, and I made the silly mistake of wearing a camisole-type shirt for the work. And, of course, I got burned. Not too badly, but it knocked me out for three hours after we came in and had a delightful cold shower. I am drinking water liek whoa to try and make up for the dumbness.

On the other hand, while asleep, I had these really odd dreams about a SS/HG fic I was in the middle of reading. By the end of the dream, I was getting antsy to get to my computer to check if it was a story by leni_jess, selfishly hoping it wasn't because I wanted to read the rest of it. Needless to say, and to complete the metaphor, the dream fic isn't one I've ever read before.

I didn't know leni_jess at all, but my heart goes out to her family and all of you who did know her. I'm sorry for your loss.
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Hmm. Was in full-on grump mode today. Think I was sick. So, around noon I had a cup of honeyed tea, a bowl of sweet oatmeal and watched "Real Genius" on hulu while I worked on my art project some more. By the end of the movie, I was feeling almost human again.

I think it helped to know that I am one row of invisible thread stitches (i.e. no-one-will-see-them-so-I-don't-need-to-be-extra-extra-careful stitches) away from being done with that entire portion of the project. Then I need to bind it carefully and stretch the dowels through the binding. Oh, and figure out how to hang it (both the "which way is up" question and the "how to physically get it to stay on the wall" question. And then I can look at it properly and figure out if it needs any embellishments beyond what I've already got slated.

That all makes me happy, as it means I can move on to the next project, which is already starting to fade a bit, enthusiasm-wise, because Other Things are catching my attention, like ideas on how to fix/finish a couple previous sketches and such.

Around when I was feeling better, I made my way downstairs where Geoff had been hiding for most of the day (understandably so, me being in full grump mode and all) and found he'd finished rebinding the pipe insulation on the air-intake duct. It's all purdy(ish) now! And he'd started on actually insulating the rest of the duct.

It's only been two years since I put that project on the list, but it's actually done now! Yay! I had over-bought insulation materials, so we had extra to stuff in under-insulated parts of the wall, too. Hopefully all this will help the basement not feel like a Sub-Zero. (I'll happily settle for it feeling like an ice-box, instead.)

This came on top of me starting the cleaning of the workshop. It is not clean yet, but it is on its way, and there is hope for it being clean and organized within the next month or so, as attention and energy provide.

This weekend I also started working on Babe's Halloween costume. He's decided on being a knight, so the aluminum foil has come out of the cupboard once more to cover his rain boots. Removable covers mean they might last till Halloween relatively unscathed.

This week I will look for dollar store helmets/swords/shields and such, though I bet I could probably find enough cardboard in the house to fashion decent versions of all of those.

Anyway, I need to go shower off the dust and fiberglass from the basement adventures. And quick, too, as Castle is about to start!
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I love the greenery. There is so much water here that trees are weeds. There are also native ferns and wild roses and tons of other plants that just... grow. Stick something in the soil (as long as there aren't any maple roots) and it will grow.

I hate the allergies that go along with the greenery.

I love fall. Here it is a glorious experience. I can see why tourists flock here at the beginning of October, but as I've lived here, I find that fall is best seen as a whole. I can't even recall what comes first, the maples or the burning bushes, but every stunning plant has it's day, even the oaks with their dull coppery leaves that shine against the darkened pines.

I hate the summers. Oh, do I hate the summers.

I love the architecture. Some of it is pretty classical, while some is just goofball ostentation. But taken en masse, it does evoke, well, a very New England feeling.

I hate the road structure and signage. GPSs were invented specifically for New England, I swear. Also the lack of bridges. Getting there from here is often a really, really long trek, simply because you have to go ten miles to get to a bridge. Bah.

I love my church. I like the congregation, too, but I really love the church itself. Perhaps this should go under the architecture love, but the architecture love is more about seeing the outsides of the buildings; I fell in love with my church only after I'd been inside it. It is open and friendly and so very bright, and yet very classical. I know it's changed quite a bit from when it was built in 1827 (the removal of the pew boxes being one of the lesser changes), but it still has a comforting and reassuring feel of something that has been loved for quite a long time.

I hate sleet. Especially as the slush builds up. Shoveling four inches of slush off the driveway is hard work, although the payoff is seeing it curl. But the payoff is not enough to endear me to it in any way, shape or form.

I love icicles, though. Yes, ice storms are bad, but I had never seen everything covered with droplets of clear ice before I moved here, and I had no idea how magical it is to open the blinds and see rainbows coming from the trees. The confluence of rain, ice and sun is pretty rare, but it's magical when it occurs.

Come to that, I'm finding quite a bit of love for the snowy winters. Rarely are they so cold you can't get out an enjoy them - though dressing appropriately is always necessary - and fresh snow is such a beautiful thing.

I don't have any other hates, actually. Not that are specific to my town and region.

I have lived here long enough for it to become my home, and therefore dear to me, but at the same time, this is probably the second worst place I've lived. Indianapolis was way worse in just about every single way, however. But it's hard to compare this to previous places because they are all so different. There are no Edens of perfection (though there might be a few hells), but every place I've lived has had at least three redeeming features. Even Indy.
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I set myself three things to do today: cut tiles for the backsplash, plant my seedlings who have outgrown their little peat pots, and weed the front garden.

Guess what? I did all three! And all before it started raining!

Details. )

I think had more to say, but the power cut out and erased it from the post and my memory, so it obviously wasn't important. But now I need to go put away dishes and start preparing food (isn't that what I've been doing all day?) to eat.

I hope your Tuesday was as excellent as mine and may it move on into Wednesday!

*smooches all*
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Since I've been a grump lately, I will try to balance it out now.

Good things; or, That Which I Am Grateful For:

Read more... )

There. I feel much better now. Yay!

To do list

Jan. 21st, 2010 01:25 pm
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Cocoa's [been] drunk, so need to get to work. And I need to work as my good knee decided that walking wasn't a good idea this morning. Boo. On the plus side, this morning's conditions were the same as the morning that I fell (Boxing Day?), only this time I had my yak-trax on. Didn't slip even a bit. Love those things.

Today: )

ETA: Ya'll crack me up.
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Geoff and I are finally making progress on the patio. My body and the weather kind of worked against me this week, but today is absolutely beautiful, Geoff is home - for a while, anyway - and we have a plan. Mostly.

While we are at it, we're filling in a low spot in the yard. That required us to take up a lot of grass sod, and hopefully, when we put it back at the end of the day and water it, it will reestablish itself. If not, we'll have to seed it after we get back from Buffalo.

And this is all a lot of exercise. Which is good. Except that my ankle still hurts from the other day when I figured out that the jumping portion of the exercise program is Bad for me (I have since converted to crouches. Which are haaaaard). But I didn't do the exercises today figuring that working on the patio would more than suffice for today (and very possibly tomorrow, too. Hell, maybe the rest of the week).

But, now that lunch is over, I should probably go out and get back to it. Still have about 8 cubic feet of rocks and dirt to sift and move.


I am positive I will be pleased when the patio is actually done, but I think I really would rather be writing.
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So. Exercising )

Writing buddies and maybe art buddies? )

Renovations... inside and out )

Marriage betterment? )

And that's about all. Now off to do laundry. woo. hoo.
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1. Lie around reading "The Princess Bride" (the abridged version) till I feel the need for a nap and then I...

2. get outside and weed the little yardish area between our fence and driveway in preparation of renovation. Do that until Geoff and Babe get home from church.

details 2. a - f in the outside work. Pretty repetative and boring, if you ask me. )

3. Come inside and finish reading "The Princess Bride" though I interrupt the climax with a short nap. (Give me a break - I was tired!)

4. Make dinner plans, send Geoff out for the dinner I planned and get a whiff of Babe.

5. Ew. Shower invoked.

6. Eat a decent dinner and get another whiff of Babe.

7. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGHH!!!! (insert silent but vociferous swearing here)

8. Decide that pull-ups are on the shopping list, because there's no way I'm going 3000 miles on three airplanes with Babe if he can't even go two days without an accident (he left droppings all over Choir Director's house and yard after yesterday's party. Fortunately, my nose is fairly well attuned to Babe's poo, so I think I got it all. Ew.)

9. Write this.

On the one hand, I'm psyched that I'm actually starting to get things done, but on the other hand... wtf. (Also, OMG, I have SO MUCH TO DO HOW AM I GOING TO FINISH IT I'M NOT AND IT'S GOING TO BE CRAPPY, AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!) I am so tired of this shit. However, Geoff and I have decided that when we get back from Canada, we will ask the neighbors not to give Babe any more sweets. He currently gets loaded up over there, and... yeah. It has to end. So two weeks at my parents to ween him off the copious amounts he's been having, and then any sweets he gets will be treats from us. I'm not going to super strict or anything, as kids do need their calories, but no more freaking lollipops and shit! Gah!

Anyway, that's life here. How's your life going?

ETA: 10. Treat Geoff for heat exhaustion. Poor man. I forget he's even more sensitive to the heat (with, ironically, less common sense) than I am. At least he's feeling better now that he's purged everything. *feels guilty*
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This is what Geoff and I did today:

pics )

Anyway, I'm proud of us. Now we just have to finish the patio and we'll have a good start to a decent backyard. :-)

Home pics

Jan. 17th, 2009 06:18 pm
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Okay, no kitchen pics at this moment first, because it really isn't finished yet. Although it wouldn't hurt to record what it looks like without the finishing touches (like the backsplash), but then I'd have to tidy up, which is the second reason there aren't any at the mo'.

But here's the rest of the pics you requested, Mum.

Lots of pictures )
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Had a really busy and productive day today. Yay! Babe now has a twin bed, which he actually had a nap in, the futon is recovered and is so far staying in place in the basement and the living room is arranged comfortably. That took the longest, though thanks to sliders, it took the least effort.

Accomplishment! Honest to god progress! )
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Okay, I really, really, really need to write a to do list as I'm running really, really, really short of time till Christmas.

So, tomorrow:

Send out all the Christmas cards, and not just the ones that have been sitting addressed, stamped and ready to go in the car for the last FOUR days.

The rest of the list )


Dec. 8th, 2008 03:44 pm
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It's cold outside - no kind of atmosphere. I'm all alone... more or less. *sigh* Goldfish are... Nibbling on my toes?!?

Fun. Fun. Fun.

It really is cold outside. The sky has that pale, frosty coloring that goes greenish on the horizon, while the streets still have the morning's frost dusting them white. It would be really pretty if there were snow on the ground. The snow would be shimmering in the sunlight, and ultramarine in the shade.

I dreamt about Hawkeye Pierce last night, only it was World War II, not the Korean war. He fell in love with an absolute ditz of a nurse who was killed just before she was due to be sent home. The dream was more about explaining his reticence to love fully than the actual romance that lead to his disenchantment with emotion.

This morning before my appointment with the needle, I managed to expose and sweep most of the floor that's been covered in cardboard the last few weeks. I also got my little cubby things back on the wall, so it feels much more like home again. Yay! I plan on getting the rest of the baseboard in the living room done this week so that I can start decorating for Christmas this weekend. I'm really looking forward to that.

I've found yet another project to engage myself with. The air conditioner that we use as a side table needs a table to cover it because the box isn't level anymore. I have a basic plan laid out that should be simple enough to enact for an instant table, and we even have the plywood to do it now.

Speaking of plywood, after we finished putting in the floors yesterday, we flipped the sofa upside-down and have covered two-thirds of it with plywood. My goodness, but that helps! It's suddenly soft and springy without sagging. We'll cover the rest of the bottom this weekend. This has extended the life of the sofa by at least five years!

One of my childhood friends is a professional photographer, and I recently checked out her work. There's one photo that screams for a story. Well, really, it screams for an expansion of the original tale the photo was inspired from. It would explain things very nicely. I expect my take has already been taken, but it would be fun to write anyway.

And that reminds me of another problematic story (SS/HG) that I want to write someday. If I can figure out how to solve some of the problems...

And finally, I hope my blood behaves itself today.
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The floor is down! The room isn't complete as the majority of the baseboard still has to go in, but the floor itself is complete. And it's puuuuurrrdy.

I'm zonked, though. Physically, anyway. My mind is still rather abuzz with the excitement of having a major project ticked off the list (and having my living room back).

And now, for the next couple of days, I won't be able to do anything strenuous with my left arm, so I'm figuring that I'll actually have time to do the unthinkable...

Christmas cards!

If you would like a Christmas card (though it won't be anything near as interesting or pretty as [ profile] muggle_prof's cards are, as mine will probably be store bought), and don't otherwise expect to get one, please let me know. I'll screen the comments for your privacy, of course.

Anyway, I think I need to head to bed now, though maybe with a quick detour through a hot shower first. I would rather not be as stiff tomorrow morning as I was this morning.

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Well, the crown molding is up, although at the expense of the tiling. It took far longer than I expected, as usual, but I'm about 1/4 of the way through caulking (perhaps only 1/6). I've run out of caulk, however, which has put a bit of a damper on progress. Hey ho.

My arms are not going to be happy with me tomorrow.

I do think it's going to look good when it's all finished. If it ever gets finished.

(I'm just a little bit discouraged. A choir member also had her kitchen remodeled recently. Remodeling started late October, and it was done two weeks ago. I'm guessing her general contractor knew what the hell he was doing.)

Haven't written a thing today, but I hope to do so either tonight or tomorrow morning. We'll see. I've got a lot to do in the next few days, not least of which is prepare for Thanksgiving. Yeesh. Is it that late already? I'm looking forward to a couple of days away, although I do kind of wish we were spending them here getting things done instead. But the way we've planned it is better by far.

Anyway. Don't have much to say. Should go get more caulk now, before the store closes.



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