annoying

[dragonlady7]

Grrr.
I went to bed at around 10:30. I was only moderately sleepy, but I wasn't feeling productive, I was just starting to get a sinus headache, and I have so much to do this 'weekend' that I thought it best if I got a head-start on all the sleep I know I'll need.

I have been lying in bed as motionlessly as I can muster for four hours now. I've finally just given up. My sinuses and throat are dry as sandpaper and the humidifier is sort of aggressively useless-- i couldn't even tell if it was producing moisture at all. I'm going to sit here and drink a quart of water and try to get something useful done. I'd be printing up the letters to go in the Christmas cards, but when I handed Dave the letter and said "Now compose the paragraph where you thank people for your party," he read the letter, said "looks good" and put the computer down and went to bed.
Which did not, actually, result in the letter being DONE. Tomorrow morning I will, you can be sure, bite his head off. I have been trying for over two months now to get this shit done and he is really resolute in Not Helping, and I don't know why. At the moment, sense of humor is gone.

WOW my throat hurts. Drinking this quart of water is easier said than done.
And why oh why must the heat be on? I fucking hate forced-air heat. The next time I am looking for a place I am GOING to get one that does NOT have forced-air heat. Having the heat on should not be an excruciating ordeal. It's not entirely for budgetary reasons that I have the heat cranked down to 55 at the moment, but rather because I can't stand the blasts of 120-degree air.

Wow my head really hurts too. Joy.

Comments

[kkatowll.livejournal.com]

I just write Trevor's bit as if I was him, and I have him read it to see if it's right. I'm pretty good at imitating his voice cuz whenever anyone IMs him, he has me write while he dictates from some other part of the room. (OK, I am lying. He doesn't do that all the time. Just when he's taking apart his laptop or something. Which is more often than you'd think.) Anyways, mainly I've given up on getting him to do things he doesn't want to do. I figure I gotta pick my battles. I'd rather fight over him putting his clothes at least in the SAME ROOM as the laundry bag, than fight over him writing a dumb paragraph. So far no luck on the same room rule though either. sigh

[dragonlady7.livejournal.com]

this paragraph is the substitute for the thank-you notes he did not write IN JULY.

[jennnlee.livejournal.com]

Send the letters out. He had his chance.

Worth it to look into electric or kerosene space heaters or something? I know Florida winter is nothing compared to Buffalo (BELIEVE ME, I know...), but the first winter in our house the heat didn't work, so we got a kerosene heater that helped a lot. Not as dry as the forced heat from central heat, if that makes sense. Just turn the heat down in your house and have a space heater in your room? Just a thought.