Getting Something Done

Getting Something Done

So I’ve been moving. For nearly a month now, I’d say, because it’s not done until most (not necessarily all!) of the boxes are unpacked and most of the stuff is found and a place found for it.

It’s been exhausting, trying to do it and work full-time and go to school and do MST which is a form of intensive counseling that brings the lady to us THREE TIMES A WEEK.

Now, though. Now it is SPRING BREAK. No homework due until NEXT Monday. No work to go to. MST goes on, but it’s ALL that I have to do in the next week.

So now begins the true settling in. My friend on Twitter asked me what I was going to do with my spring break. I replied that I am going to do ALL THE THINGS. Or at least MOST OF THE THINGS.

I made a list yesterday of Things I Want Done.

Apply for Davidson (another job. I keep wibbling about applying. It’s a lateral move, so the only reason to do it would be if I don’t think I can work things out with current principal)
Desk Organized
Living Room Unpacked, Sorted
Blog Post (Done today)
Get Back into Editing
Replace money taken from emergency fund
Kitchen Unpacked/Sorted
Lunch with D (a dear friend who hasn’t seen much of me lately)
Calendar and Whiteboard Up (because I’m lost without them)
Shower Curtain for main bathroom
Write and Post Goals (went to a seminar on Friday. I’m going to get organized, I swear!)
Self Eval
Hope School

It didn’t go too badly. Hope decided to accept my challenge to keep up with me to get a special reward, but she wimped out and took a nap from 2-4 and even after that she couldn’t keep up.

Along with all the crossed off stuff, I also purchased and hung a clothesline, cleaned up the flood caused by an issue with the faucet behind the washing machine, and hung up my jewelry cabinet. Moved a bunch of stuff into the walk-in closet to get it out of the way of putting together my bookcase (probably happening today.) Also I hung up clothes and put things away. And through it all I didn’t do more than gently tease the kid and the housemate that they are both wimps.

Which they are. Wimps.

One cool thing–the child apologized for never noticing how much I do.

Next blog post–I’ve just put it on my list!–should be a response to Siri’s tag about my writing process. I’m looking forward to it!

i’m not dead!

I’m still here! It’s been a rough week on top of a couple other rough weeks, but I’m still around and thinking I might even survive this. I hope to be back this weekend. In the meantime, please enjoy this video of a kitten meeting strange creatures.

New House!

We found a house! It is very pretty. Also it is affordable, and has three bedrooms and two bathrooms like we hoped to find, and a back yard like we wanted, and it’s close to a library AND a public pool. (We knew we couldn’t afford a place with its OWN pool.)

Google Maps says with traffic at the time I need to go to work, it’ll be about a twenty minute drive, so that’s not bad.

The kitchen is large and open. The dining room/living room area is also large, and lovely. There are arches!

Actually, here. Have some pictures.

Now if you’ll excuse me–we’ve been moving since early this morning, and much of the day yesterday. I need to go fall over.

Silly Wandering Pterodactyl

Silly Wandering Pterodactyl

Lost my pterodactyl again. Last night I got home from work late and dove right into the homework. Got almost all of it done before the roomie called for me to pick her up from her evening class. Went and got her, grabbed some food, came home and fell over.

Completely forgot about 750words. I mean, I did think about it once, on the way home from work. I thought I could do all my homework, paste it into 750words, and voilá!

But I didn’t remember to do that.

On 750words, you earn badges for streaks of writing 750 words each day. The pterodactyl comes after two hundred days in a row of writing 750 words every single day. I’ve earned it three times, and lost it each time, before I could get beyond it to the pegasus (365 days.)

The first time I forgot was…I think it was Christmas day? That or the day after Christmas. But I’d had a fun day full of family and food and fun, and I realized at about fifteen minutes to midnight that I had very little time–and then I didn’t make it. The faster I tried to go the more my fingers tangled.

The second time, I’d just gotten the news of my neice being in a horrible car accident. I was deep in the internet, consoling myself with Tom Hiddleston while I awaited news, and I lost the 750words tab among the others.

The third time–well, at least I’m not losing it for the same reasons each time?

Anyway. This blog post comes to you as I attempt my streak once more, aiming for the pegasus and higher this time.

Onwads and upwards!

Stuff Happens

Just so you all know–

Stuff. It happens. I have not forgotten my blog, I have not forgotten the awesome people who make it fun. I just gotta take care of this stuff.

In the meantime, have a kitten.


I’m Asking Nicely

I’m totally an adult. I’ve been paying my own rent, working my way, for more than twenty years. I’ve worked in the same challenging office for ten years. I’ve thoughtfully considered and bought cars. I’ve changed jobs. I’ve (partially) raised a child.

So why am I half-convinced that in less than a month I’ll be renting one specific house of the six we drove by to look at the outsides of last Sunday? I haven’t even seen the inside yet!

Partly it’s that we love the outside of the house. It’s white adobe-looking, with French doors (not the main front door) opening onto a small porch, and neat-looking windows. It’s on a large lot where the roomie can attempt gardening as she wishes to do, and there’s a storage shed where I can keep my bike (when I get a new one) without it being stolen (this time.) There are actual tree-sized trees in the back yard.

Thank you, Google Maps Street View

Thank you, Google Maps Street View

We love the area. I have checked, and it is not particularly close to a fire station, as this apartment is. So less sounds of sirens. It does not have a city bus stop in front of it, as the last house did. So less noise of airbrakes, and also hopefully fewer strangers standing in front of our house. It’s on a legitimate, actual small street, but close to a main street so getting to work and everywhere else would still be easy.

Partly, though, it’s just a desperate urgency to get out of this house. It’s so small. My room is so small. A big problem with small spaces is that it’s really hard to keep a small space neat. When you have to move two things to get to a third thing and then you don’t quite get around to putting stuff back because you’ll probably need that third thing again soon…dear lork my room is so depressingly cluttered right now.

I want space. I want a pantry, or a linen closet, or a front closet, maybe. I want to put the vacuum and the carpet steamer in a closet that isn’t my tiny bedroom closet. I want to have a place to put the extra sheets, and room to acquire some more towels. I want to set up my scanner and have my printer where I can actually reach it. I want electrical outlets–at least one!–in the bathroom. And can I please have my bedroom door be more than six inches from the bathroom door, three feet from the litterbox?


So yeah. I’m hopeful. I hate house-hunting, and after that comes moving. So I’m hoping this one is the one. I want violins, doves, rainbows…I just want to have my house. So I’ll go and see it, and if it’s halfway awesome, I’ll ask the gentleman if I can have it, please, without looking at any others. I just want this to be done.

Please, please, let it be awesome.

another exciting friday night

i’m doing my taxes ’cause I get money back. typing in all lower case because i aggravated my carpal tunnel (i think) and stretching for the shift key hurts. yes, i know i’m supposed to hit shift with the hand not typing a letter. i’ve never done it that way. shhh…

friday night and all i really want to do is sleep. there’s nothing wrong with that. it’s been a rough week. i need to recover. tomorrow and sunday will be full of editing, or so i hope.

yeah. onwards. sleep well, friends.

KD Sarge

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Tom Hiddleston in a tux

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KD Reads Stuff

Polar Star
Magic's Pawn
The Mote in God's Eye
Startide Rising
Raymond E. Feist's Magician Master
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
How to Teach Physics to Your Dog
A Christmas Carol
The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes
Murder at the Vicarage
The Golden Compass
The Lorax
The Dragonbone Chair
Calvin and Hobbes
The Elvenbane
Wikis For Dummies (For Dummies
Hunting Season