mundania, house update, and does it even count as another step in commitment?

[dragonlady7]

Pinched nerve in neck/shoulder is back. I should keep track of how often it happens. It seems to happen a lot.

I was very tired and grumpy last night. Got home from work hungry, and tired. Decided not to futz around waiting for dinner to be ready. We're adults now, and it's up to us to decide what that means. So I said fuck this, and pulled out the pair of chocolate eclairs I'd bought on impulse at the grocery store the day before. It is 6 pm, we are tired, we are having a big glass of milk and an eclair each, and then we will not be hungry and can think about dinner at our leisure.

So we had eclairs. And I felt marginally less awful. Though about 20 minutes later I felt somewhat sick, I'm not sure the eclairs were to blame. I wasn't feeling great to begin with. I also was increasingly sleepy and achy.

There was a meeting for roller derby last night. I wanted to be there. There was supposed to be a league meeting, at 8:30 no at 6 no at 6:30, at the rink no somewhere else no at Mia's house no somewhere else. There was definitely a business/budget meeting at the rink at 8:30. There was maybe not a meeting at 6/6:30 after all. Or something.

I wanted to go so I'd know what was going on. I really did. I've felt so lost, lately. I missed Sunday's meeting because I was in the midst of the painting thing.
But I dozed off, and when I woke, Z was making dinner, and it was 8:25, and I wasn't going to turn down real food.
So I ate, and then I got back to work. I have no idea what I missed. I know it was important. But I just couldn't get there.

Work is going slowly, on the living room-- caulking took all evening for Z, while I spent the whole evening finishing the de-glossing and priming of the trim. I'm done with that now-- it's all ready for its first coat of purple-- but I don't know how long that will take. Hours and hours, I think. I'm going to focus on painting the areas of trim that are near where furniture we really need to move back in is. I'm going to paint those bits, leave the rest for later, and get started on the bedrooms.

What may well end up happening-- and this is actually kind of exciting-- is that Z might move in to share a bedroom with me. We've never shared a bedroom. I have this horrible old bed that was Katy's, and it was lovely then, but it's a bit rickety and the mattress is awful, and it's a full-size-- in college, that seemed huge and luxuriant. For two of us, now, grown up, it is far too small. He can't sleep with me there; I get cricks in my neck with him there.
But if I get a nice new queen-size bed (what's better, king or queen? King seems just too big, but I don't know...) with a really decent mattress... then we could get rid of his bedroom and make it an office/sitting room-- which is a type of space we really do need. That's where the printer can go, as it can't stay out in the sunroom much longer.

Does that even mean anything? We've been living together for 5 years now. Does sharing a bedroom mean more? I dunno. We used to have a 1 BR place but we weren't terribly happy there and mostly one or the other of us slept on the couch-- but, tiny bed, hot summer, not surprising. And that wasn't Living Together, that was I came to visit him and just didn't leave.

At any rate, that means we gotta empty out both bedrooms so we can move Dave into mine temporarily and let him get started painting his. I'll be gone all weekend. I figure he can do either the hallway ceiling or the bedrm/office on his own.

Is it weird of me that I think about painting so much? I want it to be done. I think about it at work. I strategize how most efficiently to do it when I get home. And then I'm so tired when I get home, but I can't relax if I'm not painting. (And I can't relax when I am, of course, because it's hard to do.)

Ah well. Work-work kind of sucks at the moment, very frazzley, because we're busy and understaffed. Funny, we had the same problem at the airport a lot, except that it always meant that I made more money... Oh well. Should get back to it now, then.

Comments

[kkatowll.livejournal.com]

I too thought a king seemed too big, so I bought a queen. But with two people and two cats, I've often wished for the king. Now however there is just one person so the bed is the perfect size. :)

[dragonlady7.livejournal.com]

Hm, two people, but only one cat...

[soulofbuffalo.livejournal.com]

I love that comic. It is so awesome being a grownup. I used to think about it more back when I lived in Ithaca (at like 23 years old, although it also helped that my friend Anne would call me up and say things like "I just spoiled my dinner by EATING COOKIES!!!") so thanks for reminding me.

Now to eat some candy and not floss ...

[dragonlady7.livejournal.com]

There's just a sense of glee in knowing that you can contravene the rules if you want. I mean, mostly, one's mother was right in that eating junk food spoils your dinner and makes you feel ill too, but once in a while it is The Right Thing To Do. So it's nice to be able to make that judgement. And feel like you're getting away with something, at the same time.

[tehta.livejournal.com]

If you have the space in the room, get a king-sized bed. I mean, what's the downside of having more bed? I don't see any.

[dragonlady7.livejournal.com]

Well, if it's just a ginormous bed, it might kind of be overwhelming...

But you're right-- for the first time since I was a little kid, I'm going to have a bedroom be just a bedroom, and get rid of the desk in it. I should just get a massive bed and be done with it. Especially since Z and I don't share that well.

[jennnlee.livejournal.com]

FWIW, Morgan and I have had a queen bed in the two years we lived together, followed by almost-11 years of marriage. It's been big enough, but now that we have three dogs hogging it up too, we're thinking about a king.

[mmmbamboo.livejournal.com]

Get a king. A queen seems big and luxurious for maybe 2 weeks, and then you realize it's actually only a few inches wider than a full anyway.

[buschibaby.livejournal.com]

Get the King. Speaking as one who has been elbowed into new and interesting shapes once too often, I'm firmly of the opinion that the bigger your bed is, the better. I think if we got a King, it might take up the entire bedroom, but yours is large enough to cope.

Plus, if you end up having a cuddle in a King, it's because you want to be cuddling and not just because the size of the bed means that you have to.