deep breath
Aug. 18th, 2010 02:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dragonlady7I title a lot of things that. I always write the title first and I never really truly know what I'll wind up writing about, so they're often meaningless, onomatopoeic or mundane renditions of what goes through my head as I begin to contemplate what I'm going to write here.
I'm in the midst of a busy busy busy day. I had to stay late at work last night due to someone calling in sick, and then I had today off-- I half-expected to be called in to cover. But no. So I am instead doing all my errands today.
I'd pledged, a while back, to stop this. It had become a routine that every day I had off (usually during the week, non-sequential), I'd spend running errands and doing housework. Then Z's days off, the weekend, he would spend relaxing. And it got ridiculous, and I said no, no I'm not doing this. Despite my hourly wage being lower, my time is not inherently less valuable than yours. He did not argue with this, but since I made this resolution, grocery shopping is An Ordeal. It became moot, however, when I began having weekends off as well.
Now I'm working Saturday, which is shite since I had two different sets of plans Saturday, a plan A and a plan B, both of which are moot now that I'm stuck at work. Oh well. But it means I have today off.
Now, granted, certain errands are much easier to do on a weekday. But not really. I have to admit that there isn't time for both of us to relax on our days off; it just irks me that in order to get everything done, it's always me who has to work through them. It should be easier now, with two cars (that was part of it; whoever wasn't working had to drive the other in in order to have a vehicle to run errands, though now I think on it I don't know why it would be inherently harder to do this on a weekend). Anyway. Whatever.
Shit has to get done, so I'm doing it. I started on laundry as soon as I woke up, then re-washed all the dishes that had spent ten days getting moldy in the theoretically-clean dishwasher. I've since put them away. I went through my camera memory cards again and discovered a good 100 more photos from Pennsic-- I've officially outgrown iPhoto and can't really go on any longer without upgrading to Lightroom or Aperture. Bah.
I also cleaned out the enormous section of basement that had become dedicated to deposit bottles, and put them all into my car. That alone took an hour, so I combined it with some freeweights and some leg lifts and what have you, and had a nice cardio-resistance workout. I then organized the dirty dishes in the sink for easy dishwashing, but abandoned them in order to go grocery shopping.
$16.60 in bottle returns, but there was another $1.50 in bottles from my parents' place, which Wegman's won't take and I'll have to either bin or haul home, and then of course I got home and noticed another cache of cans I forgot to include, to the tune of probably another 30 cents. You can work out the math for how many bottles/cans that was and how much room it took up, but I did post a photo on Twitter of my car's hatchback packed solid with boxes of bottles. Oy.
I rewarded myself with a lunch of grocery store sushi. The soy sauce was difficult to open. The wasabi was nigh-impossible to open. And the ginger? I gave up twice, but I like ginger so much I kept going back and tearing at it with my teeth again. Finally I got it open but it really wasn't worth the hassle. Still, I had fish, and I like fish, so that got me through.
I powered through the grocery store and have no idea how I spent so much, though a lot of it was meat-- we were out of all our staple meal fixins. I didn't buy anything in particular for any particular dish, I just bought all our usual staples.
Damn it, why is it raining? I need to hang out the laundry-- whites, which I had needed the sun to bleach. Fucker. It's sunny and raining. At least it was cool today; the cardio-resistance load-unload the car woulda sucked in hot weather.
I had intended to begin organizing and putting away the clean Pennsic laundry and everything related to it, but I'm so beat I really just want to shower and sleep. I think I earned a nap! Maybe? Sigh.
I'm in the midst of a busy busy busy day. I had to stay late at work last night due to someone calling in sick, and then I had today off-- I half-expected to be called in to cover. But no. So I am instead doing all my errands today.
I'd pledged, a while back, to stop this. It had become a routine that every day I had off (usually during the week, non-sequential), I'd spend running errands and doing housework. Then Z's days off, the weekend, he would spend relaxing. And it got ridiculous, and I said no, no I'm not doing this. Despite my hourly wage being lower, my time is not inherently less valuable than yours. He did not argue with this, but since I made this resolution, grocery shopping is An Ordeal. It became moot, however, when I began having weekends off as well.
Now I'm working Saturday, which is shite since I had two different sets of plans Saturday, a plan A and a plan B, both of which are moot now that I'm stuck at work. Oh well. But it means I have today off.
Now, granted, certain errands are much easier to do on a weekday. But not really. I have to admit that there isn't time for both of us to relax on our days off; it just irks me that in order to get everything done, it's always me who has to work through them. It should be easier now, with two cars (that was part of it; whoever wasn't working had to drive the other in in order to have a vehicle to run errands, though now I think on it I don't know why it would be inherently harder to do this on a weekend). Anyway. Whatever.
Shit has to get done, so I'm doing it. I started on laundry as soon as I woke up, then re-washed all the dishes that had spent ten days getting moldy in the theoretically-clean dishwasher. I've since put them away. I went through my camera memory cards again and discovered a good 100 more photos from Pennsic-- I've officially outgrown iPhoto and can't really go on any longer without upgrading to Lightroom or Aperture. Bah.
I also cleaned out the enormous section of basement that had become dedicated to deposit bottles, and put them all into my car. That alone took an hour, so I combined it with some freeweights and some leg lifts and what have you, and had a nice cardio-resistance workout. I then organized the dirty dishes in the sink for easy dishwashing, but abandoned them in order to go grocery shopping.
$16.60 in bottle returns, but there was another $1.50 in bottles from my parents' place, which Wegman's won't take and I'll have to either bin or haul home, and then of course I got home and noticed another cache of cans I forgot to include, to the tune of probably another 30 cents. You can work out the math for how many bottles/cans that was and how much room it took up, but I did post a photo on Twitter of my car's hatchback packed solid with boxes of bottles. Oy.
I rewarded myself with a lunch of grocery store sushi. The soy sauce was difficult to open. The wasabi was nigh-impossible to open. And the ginger? I gave up twice, but I like ginger so much I kept going back and tearing at it with my teeth again. Finally I got it open but it really wasn't worth the hassle. Still, I had fish, and I like fish, so that got me through.
I powered through the grocery store and have no idea how I spent so much, though a lot of it was meat-- we were out of all our staple meal fixins. I didn't buy anything in particular for any particular dish, I just bought all our usual staples.
Damn it, why is it raining? I need to hang out the laundry-- whites, which I had needed the sun to bleach. Fucker. It's sunny and raining. At least it was cool today; the cardio-resistance load-unload the car woulda sucked in hot weather.
I had intended to begin organizing and putting away the clean Pennsic laundry and everything related to it, but I'm so beat I really just want to shower and sleep. I think I earned a nap! Maybe? Sigh.
