trivial navel-gazing
Apr. 1st, 2008 08:04 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dragonlady7I'm not even navel-gazing properly, just idly musing on where I'm at and what I've done, and not in any deep way. Cut for length and completely boringness.
So. My first week Off has ended. I have to start being serious next week.
I did accomplish a few things this week. About half of the house is reasonably clean, which I had planned on achieving. Some of it kind of happened at the last minute yesterday because we had friends over. But it happened and that's what's important.
I would like to entertain more often. I want to have my teammates over but there are 20 of them and my house can comfortably hold 8 people before things start getting too crowded. Once the weather's warm, though, I could have a BBQ.
Anyway. Let's look at accomplishments. That would help me sort out my thoughts, I think.
Cleaned the bathroom, really really well. I'd been keeping it acceptable but hadn't gotten it really thoroughly clean since autumn, really.
Cleaned the kitchen really, really well. Ditto, slightly less acceptable, but more often cleaned because more often a total disaster. Z cleaned it the last time, I think. But he didn't do the dinette, which is where I got the really important stuff done.
My goal for this afternoon is to re-tidy the dinette and put the table away, fold it up so that it doesn't become such a magnet for junk. We keep the drop-leaf open and that's not necessary; stuff just piles up on it. So, no. (eta: done)
I started that batch of mead, which was fun. I have to rack it tonight or tomorrow. Then it'll need a couple more days, and we can see if my extremely-simple short recipe worked. if there was reasonable success I'll start a longer-term more complicated batch kinda right away. (eta: racked and bottled Monday a.m., started new batch to ferment for 18 days.)
I spent about 6-8 hours on roller derby stuff, besides practice and largely sociable emailing. I rewrote copy for the program and did some other stuff and feel like I'm earning my keep as a committee head. All zero dollars they pay me, I totally earned.
I got the living room cleaned up to company clean levels, though it's not quite "my-mom's-coming-over" levels. (I tried once having her over when I'd given up and said, this is how my house is, and she spent the whole time she was here picking at things and being uncomfortable and making me miserable.)
I got some snuggle time and took a few naps with Chita. That was nice.
I cleaned my bearings for my skate wheels. Looks like I need a new set of pushers, mine are worn out. If I order them now, will I get them in a week? Hm. Dilemma.
(Here's where I abandoned the post on Saturday morning and dashed off to place my order with Sin City Skates. We'll see if I get them in time. If not, half the blue Fugis I have left aren't bald so I'll put them on my inside wheels... :/ Frankenwheels: my constant state of being.)
Now this is last week-- I definitely got some decompression time in, and that's important. I spent a long time thinking about the garden, walking around outside and looking at where I'll put things. Mom thinks I should just make the entire backyard a garden, and I'm kind of down, but where would the hammock go? This must be decided as well. Perhaps I'll perma-install the hammock somewhere in the garden, rather than having it kill the grass.
I also thought about what to do in order to make better use of the house, and things like that.
So, on to this week.
I have to get my unemployment insurance sorted out.
I have to get my health insurance sorted out, and I can't find the COBRA letter, which somehow, even though I made putting it in a safe place the #1 priority while I was tidying up, has been misplaced. I will call the insurance company directly and ask them what I can do.
I have already been to the dentist to get a proper mouthguard.
I will get my hair trimmed.
Z has been working to find a hotel in London, so I will help him if that is necessary.
I would like to get my wardrobe in order. I have been putting this off a long time and have piles of clothes half-sorted everywhere. I should probably get to that but I also have to understand, this obviously isn't something I can just do and get done and expect not to spend significant time handling. So I have to budget some time and give myself permission to get really absorbed in it. Basically I've got to let myself wait until I'm not multitasking hardcore or on a deadline.
I want to do some writing. The inspiration hasn't been there much; I did some, but not a lot. I get nervous and restless if I give myself over to writing just now, and I have to analyze why that is. I think I feel worried/guilty that I'm not doing enough other stuff. Or maybe I'm worried that if I can't do this under this little pressure, then I can't do it at all. Which seems silly and I like to think I'm not feeling that sort of thing, but maybe I am. I haven't examined it closely.
Right now I'm still pretty distracted, so I'll wait for all that to settle down, and try to get the other stuff in order.
I want to get the attic tidied up and reclaimed from storage. I had been thinking about making the basement a living space, but it's just dark and dank and unpleasantly chilly. Why don't I use it for storage instead? I'm going to try to consolidate what's in it, and consolidate what's in the attic, and reclaim as much of the attic as possible. I could make it a studio. It just needs some insulation. (Sigh.) Maybe while it's still moderate in temperature, this spring, I can spend some time up there and take some photos-- I've been wanting to do some self-portraits and do more experimenting with the camera and my new remote that I used like twice-- and just see what the space feels like. Money will be too tight to do anything ambitious, though, I fear.
I can't concentrate today, but that's not terribly surprising. I awoke very early, before Chita began roaming around, but the moment I got up she was following me, and she's been being obnoxious nonstop all morning. Z played with her for over an hour last night; I played with her, very energetically, for another 45 minutes to an hour, and then after we went to bed, she was tearing around the house at full speed to the point that I worried she'd break something or hurt herself. This morning she has been yowling nonstop since 6:15, just after I got out of bed. It is 8 now and I can't get her to shut up. I play with her, I pet her, I chase her around-- nothing.
She's more obnoxious than when she was a tiny baby and needed attention all the time. Now she needs constant attention except her claws are so sharp she tears chunks of skin when she runs past you, and when she runs into the front of your leg she makes you hyperextend your knee. it's very annoying.
Meh, I'll think of a way to get focused today. Y'alls' April Fools shit isn't helping. (/grump) Maybe I should get up there in that attic and start flinging shit around-- it's 60 degrees already, and supposed to be thundery later, but I could start working now.
(::goes and does that)
So. My first week Off has ended. I have to start being serious next week.
I did accomplish a few things this week. About half of the house is reasonably clean, which I had planned on achieving. Some of it kind of happened at the last minute yesterday because we had friends over. But it happened and that's what's important.
I would like to entertain more often. I want to have my teammates over but there are 20 of them and my house can comfortably hold 8 people before things start getting too crowded. Once the weather's warm, though, I could have a BBQ.
Anyway. Let's look at accomplishments. That would help me sort out my thoughts, I think.
Cleaned the bathroom, really really well. I'd been keeping it acceptable but hadn't gotten it really thoroughly clean since autumn, really.
Cleaned the kitchen really, really well. Ditto, slightly less acceptable, but more often cleaned because more often a total disaster. Z cleaned it the last time, I think. But he didn't do the dinette, which is where I got the really important stuff done.
My goal for this afternoon is to re-tidy the dinette and put the table away, fold it up so that it doesn't become such a magnet for junk. We keep the drop-leaf open and that's not necessary; stuff just piles up on it. So, no. (eta: done)
I started that batch of mead, which was fun. I have to rack it tonight or tomorrow. Then it'll need a couple more days, and we can see if my extremely-simple short recipe worked. if there was reasonable success I'll start a longer-term more complicated batch kinda right away. (eta: racked and bottled Monday a.m., started new batch to ferment for 18 days.)
I spent about 6-8 hours on roller derby stuff, besides practice and largely sociable emailing. I rewrote copy for the program and did some other stuff and feel like I'm earning my keep as a committee head. All zero dollars they pay me, I totally earned.
I got the living room cleaned up to company clean levels, though it's not quite "my-mom's-coming-over" levels. (I tried once having her over when I'd given up and said, this is how my house is, and she spent the whole time she was here picking at things and being uncomfortable and making me miserable.)
I got some snuggle time and took a few naps with Chita. That was nice.
I cleaned my bearings for my skate wheels. Looks like I need a new set of pushers, mine are worn out. If I order them now, will I get them in a week? Hm. Dilemma.
(Here's where I abandoned the post on Saturday morning and dashed off to place my order with Sin City Skates. We'll see if I get them in time. If not, half the blue Fugis I have left aren't bald so I'll put them on my inside wheels... :/ Frankenwheels: my constant state of being.)
Now this is last week-- I definitely got some decompression time in, and that's important. I spent a long time thinking about the garden, walking around outside and looking at where I'll put things. Mom thinks I should just make the entire backyard a garden, and I'm kind of down, but where would the hammock go? This must be decided as well. Perhaps I'll perma-install the hammock somewhere in the garden, rather than having it kill the grass.
I also thought about what to do in order to make better use of the house, and things like that.
So, on to this week.
I have to get my unemployment insurance sorted out.
I have to get my health insurance sorted out, and I can't find the COBRA letter, which somehow, even though I made putting it in a safe place the #1 priority while I was tidying up, has been misplaced. I will call the insurance company directly and ask them what I can do.
I have already been to the dentist to get a proper mouthguard.
I will get my hair trimmed.
Z has been working to find a hotel in London, so I will help him if that is necessary.
I would like to get my wardrobe in order. I have been putting this off a long time and have piles of clothes half-sorted everywhere. I should probably get to that but I also have to understand, this obviously isn't something I can just do and get done and expect not to spend significant time handling. So I have to budget some time and give myself permission to get really absorbed in it. Basically I've got to let myself wait until I'm not multitasking hardcore or on a deadline.
I want to do some writing. The inspiration hasn't been there much; I did some, but not a lot. I get nervous and restless if I give myself over to writing just now, and I have to analyze why that is. I think I feel worried/guilty that I'm not doing enough other stuff. Or maybe I'm worried that if I can't do this under this little pressure, then I can't do it at all. Which seems silly and I like to think I'm not feeling that sort of thing, but maybe I am. I haven't examined it closely.
Right now I'm still pretty distracted, so I'll wait for all that to settle down, and try to get the other stuff in order.
I want to get the attic tidied up and reclaimed from storage. I had been thinking about making the basement a living space, but it's just dark and dank and unpleasantly chilly. Why don't I use it for storage instead? I'm going to try to consolidate what's in it, and consolidate what's in the attic, and reclaim as much of the attic as possible. I could make it a studio. It just needs some insulation. (Sigh.) Maybe while it's still moderate in temperature, this spring, I can spend some time up there and take some photos-- I've been wanting to do some self-portraits and do more experimenting with the camera and my new remote that I used like twice-- and just see what the space feels like. Money will be too tight to do anything ambitious, though, I fear.
I can't concentrate today, but that's not terribly surprising. I awoke very early, before Chita began roaming around, but the moment I got up she was following me, and she's been being obnoxious nonstop all morning. Z played with her for over an hour last night; I played with her, very energetically, for another 45 minutes to an hour, and then after we went to bed, she was tearing around the house at full speed to the point that I worried she'd break something or hurt herself. This morning she has been yowling nonstop since 6:15, just after I got out of bed. It is 8 now and I can't get her to shut up. I play with her, I pet her, I chase her around-- nothing.
She's more obnoxious than when she was a tiny baby and needed attention all the time. Now she needs constant attention except her claws are so sharp she tears chunks of skin when she runs past you, and when she runs into the front of your leg she makes you hyperextend your knee. it's very annoying.
Meh, I'll think of a way to get focused today. Y'alls' April Fools shit isn't helping. (/grump) Maybe I should get up there in that attic and start flinging shit around-- it's 60 degrees already, and supposed to be thundery later, but I could start working now.
(::goes and does that)
