view from the hamster wheel
Oct. 20th, 2016 05:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
This morning I got to have yet another novel medical experience; an ultrasound of my heart. It was kind of uncomfortable because she had to push the wand reallyreally hard on my sternum and diaphragm and one lower left rib and I know I'm going to have some very flowery bruises later. The diaphragm was the only one that really got close to painful. Still, I got to watch and hear my heart beat and that was kind of neat. In movies your heartbeat sounds all bass and important, in real life it swooshes and gurgles. So that was fun.
I can't say that my vacation was very restful. I did manage to sort three boxes of "What the hell is this crap?" into a box to sell, (Mostly action figures. So now when I look at any site with sponsored ads it presents me with actions figures.) a box to scan & file, (95% emptied) and a final box full of things where I have to figure out whether it's worth spending the time to do something with it or just say fuck it and throw it away. Some of the things I put into the "needs more time to decide" box are old notebooks where I wrote story segments all old school, with pen and paper. I need to sit down and go through them and see if some of it might be worth mining for new material. One of them I identified as the old research I did once for a story about a reality show, so that's already been typed up and stored for later.
The point of all this is to get everything out of the storage locker before January when the lease is up for renewal so I don't have to pay any more for it. The boxes-all-over-living room is just the transitional stage. Or so I keep promising myself.
I also got some medical shit out of the way and did a lot of housework. Every time I take time off work I swear I'm not going to waste my time cleaning because it's undone within a week of going back. But then I hit a point where I just can't fucking deal with the squalor any more and I start cleaning anyway. Then I get really pissed off and drink heavily.
So it goes.
However I did get a couple of writing sessions in and it's been cool enough that I was able to do things like exercise and go for walks. So yay for fall.
Now if I can just get caught up at work.
I can't say that my vacation was very restful. I did manage to sort three boxes of "What the hell is this crap?" into a box to sell, (Mostly action figures. So now when I look at any site with sponsored ads it presents me with actions figures.) a box to scan & file, (95% emptied) and a final box full of things where I have to figure out whether it's worth spending the time to do something with it or just say fuck it and throw it away. Some of the things I put into the "needs more time to decide" box are old notebooks where I wrote story segments all old school, with pen and paper. I need to sit down and go through them and see if some of it might be worth mining for new material. One of them I identified as the old research I did once for a story about a reality show, so that's already been typed up and stored for later.
The point of all this is to get everything out of the storage locker before January when the lease is up for renewal so I don't have to pay any more for it. The boxes-all-over-living room is just the transitional stage. Or so I keep promising myself.
I also got some medical shit out of the way and did a lot of housework. Every time I take time off work I swear I'm not going to waste my time cleaning because it's undone within a week of going back. But then I hit a point where I just can't fucking deal with the squalor any more and I start cleaning anyway. Then I get really pissed off and drink heavily.
So it goes.
However I did get a couple of writing sessions in and it's been cool enough that I was able to do things like exercise and go for walks. So yay for fall.
Now if I can just get caught up at work.
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Date: 2016-10-21 04:51 am (UTC)Erk. That doesn't sound great...
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Date: 2016-10-21 05:12 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2016-10-21 10:56 am (UTC)uBlock, or Adblock.
I cannot express my opinion more than, I am sure, you know. But, I also have FOUR browsers for shit where I need to progressively white list shit so it works. And I cycle my modem before two of them.
I reckon you know this, but in case....
Some of the things I put into the "needs more time to decide" box are old notebooks where I wrote story segments all old school, with pen and paper. I need to sit down and go through them and see if some of it might be worth mining for new material. One of them I identified as the old research I did once for a story about a reality show, so that's already been typed up and stored for later
Do you want to be cremated?
Save that, and if you never use it: kindling. #creativekindling.
Yeah, I have thought about this.
Every time I take time off work I swear I'm not going to waste my time cleaning because it's undone within a week of going back. But then I hit a point where I just can't fucking deal with the squalor any more and I start cleaning anyway. Then I get really pissed off and drink heavily.
I operate on a clean something every week principle (and, someone else vacuum,and it works. But I have mania. Shit gets cleaned, when you are manic.
So it goes.
*nods*
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Date: 2016-10-21 05:14 pm (UTC)"Saving" things is how I got into this position in the first place.
I operate on a clean something every week principle
So do I, but that's just not enough to keep up.
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Date: 2016-10-24 06:43 am (UTC)As someone who was just looking through a tub that might be labelled 'discarded and no longer working electronics' for an old MP3 player that might still work, I feel that.
So do I, but that's just not enough to keep up.
As someone who spent basically the entire weekend cooking, cleaning and gardening, I find ignoring some things helps. Although, usually I don't have to do it myself, and I don't host functions that require extra cleaning.