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It's a grey morning out. It's fall. There's a warm bed waiting for me, should I want it, and a bunch of household-y things to do today. I should burn the last firelog just to have something bright in the fireplace.
I suppose I should pack at some point in the next two weeks, too. Moving with the gaqrbage strike on is probably the worst part of it. Moving always inspires purging in me. I guess this will encourage turnover on things, rather than just throwing things out. Pass clothing on, post furniture on freecycle, etc.
I want to use my pottery wheel more this winter. This winter, I should have the time.
The other day a co-worker from the indoor plant place I used to work called and left a message, and I ran into one of the ladies from the front desk of somewhere I used to do plants as well. There's a supervisor's spot there for me, I think, but I don't want to do indoor plants. I might not mind supervising other people doing indoor plants though.
Today I make potato salad for the week. Potentially bacon potato salad. It's a long work week ahead.
I'm tired of something, but I can't quite place *what* I'm tired of. Waiting, I guess-- it's been a long haul here waiting to move out of this place, and making do with things in the meantime. The other day Juggler said eh was looking forward to my being moved out, because it'll be easier to resume a friendship in those circumstances.
Bob's been really great through the whole thing, and I wish I was more... grateful? I wish I cared more. Instead half the time I walk around being irritable and wishing someone would do something so I could yell at them. That's not a cool way to treat anyone.
I want to make something today. I want to create something functional and useful with my hands. Food would work, or a set of dishes on the wheel, both of those are good things. Maybe i can figure out a recipe for non-wheat cinnamon buns. That would make me very happy indeed. I don't think, aside from cleaning, that I have anything else scheduled... mmmr. Creating recipes and not just food is particularly wonderful.
Alright. Back to it.
It's a grey morning out. It's fall. There's a warm bed waiting for me, should I want it, and a bunch of household-y things to do today. I should burn the last firelog just to have something bright in the fireplace.
I suppose I should pack at some point in the next two weeks, too. Moving with the gaqrbage strike on is probably the worst part of it. Moving always inspires purging in me. I guess this will encourage turnover on things, rather than just throwing things out. Pass clothing on, post furniture on freecycle, etc.
I want to use my pottery wheel more this winter. This winter, I should have the time.
The other day a co-worker from the indoor plant place I used to work called and left a message, and I ran into one of the ladies from the front desk of somewhere I used to do plants as well. There's a supervisor's spot there for me, I think, but I don't want to do indoor plants. I might not mind supervising other people doing indoor plants though.
Today I make potato salad for the week. Potentially bacon potato salad. It's a long work week ahead.
I'm tired of something, but I can't quite place *what* I'm tired of. Waiting, I guess-- it's been a long haul here waiting to move out of this place, and making do with things in the meantime. The other day Juggler said eh was looking forward to my being moved out, because it'll be easier to resume a friendship in those circumstances.
Bob's been really great through the whole thing, and I wish I was more... grateful? I wish I cared more. Instead half the time I walk around being irritable and wishing someone would do something so I could yell at them. That's not a cool way to treat anyone.
I want to make something today. I want to create something functional and useful with my hands. Food would work, or a set of dishes on the wheel, both of those are good things. Maybe i can figure out a recipe for non-wheat cinnamon buns. That would make me very happy indeed. I don't think, aside from cleaning, that I have anything else scheduled... mmmr. Creating recipes and not just food is particularly wonderful.
Alright. Back to it.
