mizarchivist

Moving.... ( Read more... )

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Entertainment... ( Read more... )TL;DR- Boxen! Kid is fine, but complicated! Still not king! Muddling along! I watch TV! 

Meta-- Looking at my read page on Dreamwidth-- starting to look more like it should, properly populated. Yay. That took some time. I let my LJ extension for user pics lapse. Can't bring myself to kill a journal I've had for 15 years. I just don't fully trust all the metadata translates. I keep meaning to maybe upload a few more user pics here, and just haven't had the capacity.

Last week's fun-- was had in Providence. I filtered that down to a narrow read list, so if you didn't read it, sorry? The point is: it was fun and I'm glad I went.  Also, sleep is for the weak.

This week's fun-- For fear of causing ridiculous envy, I may not have said loudly or broadly: I'ma gonna go to see HAMILTON on Friday! Going with ursa_cerulean , rintrahroars , and Robin. I told the kid last night I was going to NYC and he was QUITE UPSET that he was not also going. I said I'd bring him a present, and he started the bargaining process of "So, you're bringing me LEGO, right?" ::laugh:: well played, kid.

Health shenanigans-- eh? As previously mentioned, my body seems to be having an ongoing stress reaction that is mostly while I'm sleeping and presents as can't eat/often hungry/restful sleep is hard. I've seen my doctor a few times, done some blood tests. Tests came back with no indicators. I'm a healthy human according to the blood. Great. I've been on prozac now since mid March, so I feel like I've acclimatized. If I'm having a particularly crappy day/week, all I can do is sleep. And the sleep isn't really restful. The running theory is it's just a stress thing. That my body's been under enough pressure for long enough that it finally started being passive aggressive at me. I'm taking more vitamins and melatonin at bed. I don't feel sick EVERY morning anymore, so progress? I'm not actively freaking out about it. I'm also not able to say I'm actually clear of it. What can you do.

Politics-- I don't talk about it much these days, but I use The65 to give me structure. I call my legislators at the very least on Mondays and if I'm lucky at least Thursday and Friday. I went to the science rally on Saturday, despite shit weather, with the kid. I am phone banking for NEAT (National Equality Action Team) tomorrow, which I've done one other time. It hits hard on my anxiety to phone bank, but doing it a few times a year seems like a thing I can do for the greater good. I feel like it's never enough. I need to remember it's cumulative and I can't be ON every second of the day. I keep getting email from the ACLU for volunteering opportunities. I'm sure at some point something will align as it comes back around on the gui-tar.

House-- uh. Yeah, eh? We're not moving til July. Work on the Newton abode continues, slowly but surely. At some point I may start gathering boxes and putting non-essential stuff in them. (I need to actually get the Newton school registration thing going... I'm avoidy).

And it's amazing! ... And a war zone right now.
I don't know why the very nice men who did all the moving for us brought us those extra boxes, though. I know we didn't have this much stuff before. Quite certain.

I will take pictures soon. asciikitty found my office box that has my camera in, so I will do that soon. Well, maybe not immediately. Maybe I'll wait til a few more things are put away. I'm glad to be at work so I can sit and rest and not unpack a box. But, half the kitchen's already done. Partially to get it out of the way, partially because it's the easiest (IMO) and will provide a sense of satisfaction when complete.  Baby gates and locks for the cabinets MUST happen today, though. OMG. The child knows how to open doors now. That happened in the week+ since we moved out of the old house. 

It was a *bit* of a slow start today. I don't think we really got rolling until 11ish. We had Eamon helping fubar and quiet_elegance who kept filling both vehicles with STUFF and taking it to the storage unit. asciikitty cleaned ALL the things and I de-fragmented the hard drive... first floor. I spent hours walking around in circles, putting like-things together, throwing things away, taking out trash over and over and over. Our neighbors were angels and took our deceased compact florescent bulbs to recycle, our compost and potting soil, a bag of partially used packing tape (so gratuitous), and at least a few other things. I think we both feel we got good deals out of this.
sweetmmeblue swooped in at the 11th hour to help with cleaning, as diddocorion andmissdimple. Also, rintrahroars kindly helped out by taking a stack of things I don't want buried too deeply in a storage unit (like the cast iron and a few pots and a box of very carefully packed arts and hats... arts and hats. Fun to say. Anyway- As always, the tribe saves our sorry butts. We've done more in 3 days than is right or healthy. That whole 2 week overlap? Next time can't be optional. (Not that we planned for it to be so close)
The Kid went with one of his favorite people and his favorite dog for the whole day and for the last two days has stayed up til 8:30 (instead of the usual 7). He also now can say "Lucy" (the dog's name), French Fry (feh fie), and has in general been exceptionally even-tempered though out this.
The Unicorn will hopefully be inspected on Tuesday and it'll hopefully be the end of that. In the meantime, we're in an extended stay hotel. Then let the unpacking begin. I fear. It's going to be... ::shiver:: months before that's properly done.
Oh, and I met my soon to be ex landlord for the first time today. Happily he was chipper and generally easy-going. I will simply say, he's not what I expected. I will elaborate if anyone wishes to know next time I see them in person.

My favorite bit about this weekend, aside from it marking the end of an exceptionally drawn out process, is that we got through all that and we still all like each other!

Moving day is now, technically, less than a week away. fubar started the painting process( details... ugh.  )
So, while I was not fond of doing the prep and priming, at least I got to actively contribute to fixing up the house this evening.

File under don't ask don't get...
IF anyone in the peanut gallery wants to help in this move process, but lacks the time or interest in manual labor in the middle of a heat wave: feel free to help me recover with one or more of the following:( Non-exhaustive list... )

We are really making progress. One of the two pods is full, the painting may well get done tomorrow, or damn close, a remarkable amount of stuff is packed away and we have 6 more days to do the rest. The kitchen cabinets are mostly all in, QE gets a helper tomorrow (he's been mostly doing his stuff solo), we are getting a new washer/dryer delivered on Friday, the other appliances are ordered, and I have babysitting help for next weekend!

ETA: And I took apart my monster of a box of a wardrobe from Ikea that doesn't fit through the door in one piece. I got a bit of help with the door removal, but I did the rest myself. ::proud::

If you can ever get a John Scalzi book read by Wil Wheaton, do no hesitate. So far I've had Redshirts and now Agent to the Stars presented thusly. I was incapable of consuming any other story til this one was gone. Now I'm sad that I don't have more. But I also haven't gone to look for more yet. Thanks, guys. I have really needed some engrossing fiction and together you have given me just that.

(Still not king. In fact, I think my kingdom was a lie. Looking for new lands to conquer.)

I wrote to our landlord on April 30 informing him we were leaving and would he consider extending our lease to month to month since we'd been thus far failing to find anything for the last 2 months. I prompted him over the weekend to see if he'd gotten the note. He said he'd consider it. Last night he came back with the answer of no. We can either renew our lease, or leave as planned on June 14. I'd gamed this out for a long time, so I was disappointed, but not surprised. I paid my anxiety tax in advance and now I'm just ready to get. shit. done.

Since finding out:

• We viewed a house that smelled like wet smoked dog in W Medford, that had a top floor only fit for hobbitses.


• Determined yes, get a pod. Hopefully that will be delivered / picked up by tomorrow.


• Filled 5 boxes of DVDs.


• Plans to start repainting this weekend.


• Heard from agent about Dream House of Unicorns: credit checks done. Hoping the owner will have time to do the next step today.

From here on out between now and June 14:

• Just about all social engagements for the next month are default "no" for now. Unless social is to come over to our house and help us pack a box. Or paint a wall.


• Yes, we will take more boxes.


• If anyone has been aching to entertain a busy toddler for a few hours, particularly Saturday/Sunday afternoons or Sunday mornings, YES PLEASE, come take him to the park while the adults do the above-mentioned.

The kid starts school in a week and a day. I foresee taking a few days off after that to GET IT DONE while he's in school.