Thursday, January 07, 2010
I hate allergies.
I must have touched something then touched my eye, because suddenly it's going berserk. Crazy itchy. I hate allergies.
Tuesday, January 05, 2010
A Series of Unfortunate Events
1. I left work at 5:00.
2. I caught the #60 bus, instead of waiting three minutes for the #61 express, which passed us halfway to downtown.
3. Downtown I missed the transfer to the bus that drops me off right in front of my door... by two minutes. (I probably would have caught it if I had waited for the #61.)
4. The alternate bus pulled away just before I got to it's bus stop. (I definitely would have caught it if I had been on the #61.)
5. The next bus was incognito... right as it pulled away from the stop, it switched it's sign from "out of service" to #11. Liar.
6. I'm pretty sure the next bus was a bit late. Worse than that, however, is that we sat at an absolute standstill for over 15 minutes on Main Street. At first it seemed like there must have been some horrible accident or fire, given the number of police cruisers. However, when the first float showed up, I realized it was the Olympic torch "run". On the up side, I got to see the torch run live from the comfort of a warm bus. On the downside, I arrived home ten minutes after I would have had to leave in order to get to knitting on time. Since I hadn't eaten yet either, I decided to just stay in for the night. :P
2. I caught the #60 bus, instead of waiting three minutes for the #61 express, which passed us halfway to downtown.
3. Downtown I missed the transfer to the bus that drops me off right in front of my door... by two minutes. (I probably would have caught it if I had waited for the #61.)
4. The alternate bus pulled away just before I got to it's bus stop. (I definitely would have caught it if I had been on the #61.)
5. The next bus was incognito... right as it pulled away from the stop, it switched it's sign from "out of service" to #11. Liar.
6. I'm pretty sure the next bus was a bit late. Worse than that, however, is that we sat at an absolute standstill for over 15 minutes on Main Street. At first it seemed like there must have been some horrible accident or fire, given the number of police cruisers. However, when the first float showed up, I realized it was the Olympic torch "run". On the up side, I got to see the torch run live from the comfort of a warm bus. On the downside, I arrived home ten minutes after I would have had to leave in order to get to knitting on time. Since I hadn't eaten yet either, I decided to just stay in for the night. :P
Opinion Poll
I have two throw pillows that match my couch. I occasionally set them decoratively when I have company, otherwise I just move them to somewhere else whenever I want to use the space they're in. Should I:
1. find somewhere to store the cushions, should I decide I want them,
2. keep the covers, but toss the inner cushions, thus minimizing space but keeping my options open, or
3. toss the cushions, covers and all?
Thank you for your advice.
(This couch was a hand-me-down, but is in excellent condition. It's not necessarily the couch I would have chosen, but it is not objectionable.)
Note 1: Yes, I'm up past my bedtime. I went into the living room to do some "cramming" for tomorrow, and had to move the cushions in order to sit on the "more comfortable for reading" chair rather than the "positioned for watching TV" couch. The cushions had previously been moved off the couch in order to nap.
Note 2: I do have a gorgeous throw pillow that my grandma embroidered, and that one is staying. (It is my pillow when napping, beyond being beautiful.)
1. find somewhere to store the cushions, should I decide I want them,
2. keep the covers, but toss the inner cushions, thus minimizing space but keeping my options open, or
3. toss the cushions, covers and all?
Thank you for your advice.
(This couch was a hand-me-down, but is in excellent condition. It's not necessarily the couch I would have chosen, but it is not objectionable.)
Note 1: Yes, I'm up past my bedtime. I went into the living room to do some "cramming" for tomorrow, and had to move the cushions in order to sit on the "more comfortable for reading" chair rather than the "positioned for watching TV" couch. The cushions had previously been moved off the couch in order to nap.
Note 2: I do have a gorgeous throw pillow that my grandma embroidered, and that one is staying. (It is my pillow when napping, beyond being beautiful.)
Monday, January 04, 2010
Stinky
The organic gardening place recommended neem oil to get rid of pests on my plants. After doing some research online, I found out that neem oil works by making bugs not want to eat. They say it's because it messes with the bugs' hormones, making them forget to eat.
After smelling that stuff, I think the bugs are too nauseous to eat. :P
However, if it kills the bugs on my bay tree without making the bay leaves kill me, I'll put up with a temporary stink. (And if I have my appetite suppressed by the smell, well, I could afford to lose a few pounds. I don't think it worked tonight, though.)
I put it on the mango tree too. I have no intention of eating the mango plant (I highly doubt it will ever fruit), but I'm not fond of breathing in insecticide... which inevitably happens whenever I try using the stuff.
After smelling that stuff, I think the bugs are too nauseous to eat. :P
However, if it kills the bugs on my bay tree without making the bay leaves kill me, I'll put up with a temporary stink. (And if I have my appetite suppressed by the smell, well, I could afford to lose a few pounds. I don't think it worked tonight, though.)
I put it on the mango tree too. I have no intention of eating the mango plant (I highly doubt it will ever fruit), but I'm not fond of breathing in insecticide... which inevitably happens whenever I try using the stuff.
Nooooooooooo!!!!!!!
Where have the holidays gone?!? I'm not ready!
I'm being eased in gently, at least. Tomorrow I have an 11:00 appointment. That means I should catch the 9:40 bus, which means I should get up no later than 8:30. The part of my job that requires I get up at 6:30 doesn't start until next week. However, my 3 am bedtimes followed by noon wake-ups have *got* to stop. (The noon wake-ups will get me fired, the 3 am bedtimes will kill my health if not grouped with noon wake-ups.)
I am *not* ready for Wednesday, when teaching starts. *sigh* The clock is ticking. Off to do more prep, and hopefully be in bed by 12:30 to get eight hours of sleep...
I'm being eased in gently, at least. Tomorrow I have an 11:00 appointment. That means I should catch the 9:40 bus, which means I should get up no later than 8:30. The part of my job that requires I get up at 6:30 doesn't start until next week. However, my 3 am bedtimes followed by noon wake-ups have *got* to stop. (The noon wake-ups will get me fired, the 3 am bedtimes will kill my health if not grouped with noon wake-ups.)
I am *not* ready for Wednesday, when teaching starts. *sigh* The clock is ticking. Off to do more prep, and hopefully be in bed by 12:30 to get eight hours of sleep...
Fat Cats
Are CEOs really worth 174 times what the average worker is worth? *I* don't think so. Want an economic boost? Cut that CEO salary in half, use it to double the average wage earner's salary, and watch the spending skyrocket. Whee.
Life in the Salt Mines
Working, working, working. I've accomplished a lot more over this break than I normally do over breaks. Why is it that I still have a Mt Everest "to do" pile looming before me? Gack!
My main work focus has switched from office-tidying to course-prep. (Not that I wasn't doing any course prep before, or that I plan to stop office tidying now.) I can't wait to have my "real" desk set up... it will be so nice to be able to spread my course prep stuff out over the desk, rather than on yet-to-be-unpacked boxes. *sigh* I am getting closer, though. Perhaps I'll get the final push done over "spring" break. (Or before? Please let it be before! Working, working, working...)
Previously it was too hot in my apartment, so I cracked the bedroom window for fresh air, and opened the kitchen window when doing dishes. Recently the indoor temperature seems to have dropped. I no longer need to open the kitchen window, and I closed the bedroom window several days ago. It's still only 18.0 C in the hall, or 14.7 C on the kitchen windowsill. (That thermometer is physically tethered to the outdoor sensor on a not-terribly-long wire. I've rearranged the contents on the top of the fridge to make room for it there now, but that's the only other place it will reach. I have a choice of having that one biased by fridge-heat or window-cold.)
18 C is kind of nippy in my jammies, but it's fine after I'm dressed and wearing a nice wool sweater. Even better when I have a large wool knitting project on my lap. ;) I've been up for a while, but I've been putting off my shower. (I always do that on home days... no idea why.) I think I should go shower now, so I can get warm!
My main work focus has switched from office-tidying to course-prep. (Not that I wasn't doing any course prep before, or that I plan to stop office tidying now.) I can't wait to have my "real" desk set up... it will be so nice to be able to spread my course prep stuff out over the desk, rather than on yet-to-be-unpacked boxes. *sigh* I am getting closer, though. Perhaps I'll get the final push done over "spring" break. (Or before? Please let it be before! Working, working, working...)
Previously it was too hot in my apartment, so I cracked the bedroom window for fresh air, and opened the kitchen window when doing dishes. Recently the indoor temperature seems to have dropped. I no longer need to open the kitchen window, and I closed the bedroom window several days ago. It's still only 18.0 C in the hall, or 14.7 C on the kitchen windowsill. (That thermometer is physically tethered to the outdoor sensor on a not-terribly-long wire. I've rearranged the contents on the top of the fridge to make room for it there now, but that's the only other place it will reach. I have a choice of having that one biased by fridge-heat or window-cold.)
18 C is kind of nippy in my jammies, but it's fine after I'm dressed and wearing a nice wool sweater. Even better when I have a large wool knitting project on my lap. ;) I've been up for a while, but I've been putting off my shower. (I always do that on home days... no idea why.) I think I should go shower now, so I can get warm!
Sunday, January 03, 2010
Organization Progress Speedbump
Don't you hate it when your cordless drill runs out of oomph half way through a project? I just took half the stuff out of my office closet so that I could put up shelves (using those rails) on the side that doesn't currently have any, and my cordless drill gave up on me. Some people have spare batteries. I don't. I just have one bargain basement drill. (From a discount store. If you drill in the dark, you can see the sparks on the inside. It's yellow, like a DeWalt, but it aint no DeWalt. I'd *love* a DeWalt drill. I used one once. When it comes to drills, there *is* a difference in quality.)
Speaking of drills, I was watching TV the other day, and someone who was screwing things had *two* drills! One for the drill bit for pre-drilling holes, the other with a screwdriver bit for driving screws! How cool is that?!?! That way you don't have to keep switching between drill bit and screwdriver! Of course, that would make more sense for someone who is using drills on a daily basis, rather than someone like me, who pulls out her drill a few times a year.
If I did have two drills, though, I'd make myself a hip-holster, with a drill-holder on each side. And possibly wear a cowboy hat while drilling ;) Okay, not really... but fantasies can be whatever you want. Hmmm... now I'm having daydreams of having a hot drill-boy (like "pool boy", *not* like "underage male") to hold and hand me my drills. Perhaps I should go wash dishes while I wait for my battery to charge. (If I have a drill-boy, I'd like a dish-boy too. And a personal chef, who cooks tasty, healthy meals. And...)
Speaking of drills, I was watching TV the other day, and someone who was screwing things had *two* drills! One for the drill bit for pre-drilling holes, the other with a screwdriver bit for driving screws! How cool is that?!?! That way you don't have to keep switching between drill bit and screwdriver! Of course, that would make more sense for someone who is using drills on a daily basis, rather than someone like me, who pulls out her drill a few times a year.
If I did have two drills, though, I'd make myself a hip-holster, with a drill-holder on each side. And possibly wear a cowboy hat while drilling ;) Okay, not really... but fantasies can be whatever you want. Hmmm... now I'm having daydreams of having a hot drill-boy (like "pool boy", *not* like "underage male") to hold and hand me my drills. Perhaps I should go wash dishes while I wait for my battery to charge. (If I have a drill-boy, I'd like a dish-boy too. And a personal chef, who cooks tasty, healthy meals. And...)
Saturday, January 02, 2010
Sifting Through Memories
I'm going through a box of old stuff... boy, are there some memories there... both good and bad. This box has been pared down some, but much of it is being kept. What is being kept, though, is being assigned "away" locations, so that things can be "put away", and the box (that I had gotten down to half-empty at some point in the past) can be recycled.
Although most strangers would think my office is a disaster zone, I have made considerable improvements this holiday. Hopefully I'll make a bit more, yet. (Before the madness of term descends once more.)
Although most strangers would think my office is a disaster zone, I have made considerable improvements this holiday. Hopefully I'll make a bit more, yet. (Before the madness of term descends once more.)
Thursday, December 31, 2009
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