Recovering
So I’m pretty sore today, from all the lifting and carrying this weekend. Fortunately, however, the soreness is all in my thighs… indicating I used all the right muscles for the work. I’ve always carried my own weight, as it were, when moving furniture and various and sundry other heavy items… just gotta know what to carry it with… and sometimes use a li’l creativity. :)
Surviving
Mom’s downright whooped today. She’s on several different kinds of meds for various and sundry issues (including a decongestant for her cold, and Benadryl for a systemic allergic reaction she had to whatever that new bedding was treated with), and is flyin pretty high… or low, as it were. Plus, my brilliant self forgot I had a couple of nails stickin out the side of my old computer desk (from my half-assed solution to tackin my new surge protector up to the inside) and they were, of course, on the side Mom was carrying as she helped me carry it to the truck yesterday. We bumped into a wall, she surged forward, and those pleasant li’l nails scratched her thigh up right pretty. *sigh* We were fortunately still in the apartment, so we stopped everything so she could clean it up with some alcohol and bandage it. But I still felt horrible. I owe my poor mother a LOT for this weekend.
Fortunately, this is an unusually quiet Monday, so neither of us have been pressed much today. In fact, Mom’s headin home early… skipping her Monday “Interior Design” class. She’s REALLY feelin run down. She usually clenches her teeth through migraines, colds and cramps to stay at work… rarely does she go or stay home sick. But today IS slow, plus I think I may be rubbin off on her (for good or bad, I suppose is up for interpretation). I absolutely refuse to stay at work when I’m either miserably (and/or contagiously) sick or incapable of functioning with a migraine. lol
Progress
The CS (Construction Services) crew is over on the far side of our newly elongated office space at the moment, finishing up the last touches on the new part of the room. I believe I see somebody painting over there now. We may actually be moving tomorrow as planned. Yay! The only downside is paint fumes... Not so Yay. I may have to take a few trips outside for some fresh air before it starts messin with my head… speaking of migraines.
Questionable Progress
I wish the same could be said for the peeps supposedly getting my new furnace in at the apartment. According to their last communication, I was supposed to have the thing between last Wednesday and today. I tried to call this morning to follow up, but nobody’s answering. So I SINCERELY hope that they’ll still keep to their deadline. The cat pan shuffle is getting mighty old. Plus, have you ever sat down on the pot sideways? Feels damned strange. Also feels damned strange when the cat decides to hop up onto the roof of the cat pan sittin right in FRONT of the pot, to keep ya company… and garner a scritch. *snort*
Evening Plans
Amway, not much else is going on. Which is somewhat frustrating, considering I have SO much to get done at home, and I’m watching the minutes tick by at work. At least I can look online for a large clear plastic tablecloth to protect my new bedspread. Otherwise, I plan to stop by the grocery store on my way home to at least get THAT errand outta the way. I really need more milk… took my last half-gallon into work today, and I GOTTA have my milk.
Then I intend to tackle the new desk. Everything has to be done in order of space… put the new desk together and put it up in the corner of the library… move the smaller chest of drawers currently in the bedroom into the library next to the desk (it already has all of my library stuff in it)… put together the new chest of drawers (which, coincidentally, matches my nightstand… didn’t realize that til I got it home) and put it up where the old one is now… then I want to look for a smaller tv and/or vcr to replace my 27” currently bowing down the small chest of drawers.
I transferred the 27” to the bedroom when I got a new 31” for the living room a few years ago. It’s nice enough for the bedroom, but WAY too big and bulky. I don’t want it to warp the nice new chest of drawers. Plus, I’m always worried the cat will hop up on top of the rather tall piece of furniture wrong one day, and it will all come crashing to the floor.
Out With the Old
And, of course, the 27” will go in the garage sale. Thankfully, the folks have agreed to let it stay on one of the desks in the basement. Pop gave me the evil eye once or twice last night, once we got the desks downstairs and realized how much space they’d take… but I told him to take consolation from the fact that my library is going to be an equally cluttered mess until the Spring… considering I’ve been finding things left and right around the apartment that I plan to get rid of. I tried to suggest placing an ad in the paper for the desks (plus a few other items, like my living room tables), but Mom insisted it was fine. Of course, Mom’s always going out of her way for me. I think it’s a mom thing. I honestly try not to ask her for much, or she does about 3 times as much as I ask.
Faster Than a Speeding Deadline
Okee, well… I think that’s about it for today. Oh, except to mention that I suddenly realized recently that December 1 is getting mighty close, and I haven’t even started on my annual Christmas newsletter and card. I usually try to get it out by the 1st to 1) make sure folks get any new contact information to and from me in enough time and 2) remind peeps they need to send ME a card, too. :) but I kinda hit the ground running almost as soon as I got home from San Diego, and the newsletter absolutely flew my mind. I hope to have my home ‘puter up and running by next weekend… not only cuz I have bills to pay (if all else fails, I’ll bring em to work and access my online banking account here) but also cuz I need to get crackin on that newsletter. Who knows when I’ll ever manage to download all my trip pics and catch up on my back-posting. *sigh*
Oh well… better’n bein bored, I suppose. :)
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