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which_chickStupid time-change thing. I hates it, I do.
I bought garbage bags last night and proceeded to enjoy more cleaning frenzy this morning. Barring company of any kind, the cleaning frenzy only hits me about once every six years so I try to maximize the amount of cleaning that I get done in any given wave. The sideboard is now clean. I have cleaned off the little octagonal table and have *washed* the red cloth that goes on top of it. I have thrown away many, many things. Purge, purge! (I say this with as much enthusiasm as a bulemic Stalinist.) Things have been put away. I'm considering doing something for real about the book room -- this is serious.
With all the cleaning going on, I'm annoyed to have to admit that the coffee table remains an outpost of disorder. I'm excusing this because I can (legitimately) claim that I don't have a storage solution for CDs. Yes, I built a bookcase (dvdcase?) for DVDs last winter. It's full now. I need a storage solution for CDs. (If I'd been writing this in the late eighties, I would have written shelves and none of you would have been able to read it. In the naughties, however, I write storage solution and the entire internet-connected, English-literate world can read it. I'm not sure that this is really progress.) I still have some boards of the sort (that'd be the *free* sort, painted mint green and not terribly warped.) I used for the DVD shelves and I'm considerating (if this isn't a word, I don't want to know about it) making some permanent hang-on-the-wall shelves for the CDs because it's not like I'm ever going to rearrange the furniture. Besides, hanging things on the walls should not only be the province of tenants. I am a homeowner. I can hang things from the walls if I want. Shelving. Yeah, we've got that. I will need to locate studs in the walls to hang it from. I will need to design it and cut it out and put it together. (Plans are for other people. Please do not talk to me about the delights of ready-made shelving available from stores.) I will need to paint it some color other than mint green. There will be circular sawing and power-screwdrivering. (I was going to write power screwing but then I reconsidered.) For now, though, the CDs can continue to clutter up the coffee table.
Sundays are for laundry. I did some of that, but I mostly did more knitting on the sock project. That would be the knee socks in eyestrain purple, that would. I've got them pretty solidly underway, about five inches down from the knee. I also lost the most-readable pattern (but not the important measurements) last night at SJ's house. While annoying, I recreated the readability part and added the updated notes to reflect the socks that are currently being knitted. Therefore, the minor setback hasn't stopped progress on the eyestrain socks. I am invincible with the socks.
For lunch I had black beans and rice with salsa and a glass of red wine. This is the nice red wine that Larry and Amy got me for xmas. It's quite tasty and went well with the expensive pasta (I bought a case of the stuff, which is six half-kilo bags. I gave one bag to Ed and M. Two are for me. Brother the younger,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
not_your_real, mom, would you like a bag of expensive pasta? It's really good. Let me know.) that I had for lunch yesterday. It also went well with the black beans and rice and salsa and probably explains why I'm being more parenthetical than usual, here. One glass of wine makes my head swimmy these days. Long gone are the evenings of eight or ten cans of beer. I am officially a lightweight these days, no matter what the fucking scale says. It's not even a standard size wine glass. It is (do not dare laugh, you bastards) the wine glass we got at my high school prom in 1988. I have other, better wine glasses, but this is the one I am using to dole out the glasses of very nice red wine from Larry and Amy. It says Never Say Goodbye (that was the theme of the prom) on it and gives the date of the thing. There is also a picture of a prom couple with a large pillar (looks Ionic) between them. I'm certain that there was no metaphoric intent there.
I bought garbage bags last night and proceeded to enjoy more cleaning frenzy this morning. Barring company of any kind, the cleaning frenzy only hits me about once every six years so I try to maximize the amount of cleaning that I get done in any given wave. The sideboard is now clean. I have cleaned off the little octagonal table and have *washed* the red cloth that goes on top of it. I have thrown away many, many things. Purge, purge! (I say this with as much enthusiasm as a bulemic Stalinist.) Things have been put away. I'm considering doing something for real about the book room -- this is serious.
With all the cleaning going on, I'm annoyed to have to admit that the coffee table remains an outpost of disorder. I'm excusing this because I can (legitimately) claim that I don't have a storage solution for CDs. Yes, I built a bookcase (dvdcase?) for DVDs last winter. It's full now. I need a storage solution for CDs. (If I'd been writing this in the late eighties, I would have written shelves and none of you would have been able to read it. In the naughties, however, I write storage solution and the entire internet-connected, English-literate world can read it. I'm not sure that this is really progress.) I still have some boards of the sort (that'd be the *free* sort, painted mint green and not terribly warped.) I used for the DVD shelves and I'm considerating (if this isn't a word, I don't want to know about it) making some permanent hang-on-the-wall shelves for the CDs because it's not like I'm ever going to rearrange the furniture. Besides, hanging things on the walls should not only be the province of tenants. I am a homeowner. I can hang things from the walls if I want. Shelving. Yeah, we've got that. I will need to locate studs in the walls to hang it from. I will need to design it and cut it out and put it together. (Plans are for other people. Please do not talk to me about the delights of ready-made shelving available from stores.) I will need to paint it some color other than mint green. There will be circular sawing and power-screwdrivering. (I was going to write power screwing but then I reconsidered.) For now, though, the CDs can continue to clutter up the coffee table.
Sundays are for laundry. I did some of that, but I mostly did more knitting on the sock project. That would be the knee socks in eyestrain purple, that would. I've got them pretty solidly underway, about five inches down from the knee. I also lost the most-readable pattern (but not the important measurements) last night at SJ's house. While annoying, I recreated the readability part and added the updated notes to reflect the socks that are currently being knitted. Therefore, the minor setback hasn't stopped progress on the eyestrain socks. I am invincible with the socks.
For lunch I had black beans and rice with salsa and a glass of red wine. This is the nice red wine that Larry and Amy got me for xmas. It's quite tasty and went well with the expensive pasta (I bought a case of the stuff, which is six half-kilo bags. I gave one bag to Ed and M. Two are for me. Brother the younger,
not_your_real, mom, would you like a bag of expensive pasta? It's really good. Let me know.) that I had for lunch yesterday. It also went well with the black beans and rice and salsa and probably explains why I'm being more parenthetical than usual, here. One glass of wine makes my head swimmy these days. Long gone are the evenings of eight or ten cans of beer. I am officially a lightweight these days, no matter what the fucking scale says. It's not even a standard size wine glass. It is (do not dare laugh, you bastards) the wine glass we got at my high school prom in 1988. I have other, better wine glasses, but this is the one I am using to dole out the glasses of very nice red wine from Larry and Amy. It says Never Say Goodbye (that was the theme of the prom) on it and gives the date of the thing. There is also a picture of a prom couple with a large pillar (looks Ionic) between them. I'm certain that there was no metaphoric intent there.
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Date: 2006-04-03 03:01 pm (UTC)You should have grabbed your camera and gone out!
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Date: 2006-04-03 04:03 pm (UTC)I do a lot that doesn't make it into the posts.
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Date: 2006-04-03 06:58 pm (UTC)