vanillafluffy: (Yay ME!)
I *still* do not have a paycheck for February, which is stressing me mightily. On the bright side, Mb has negotiated a deal with JasontheYardGuy to get me a new used stove and fridge. As it is, my current stove doesn't have a working oven and my fridge only freezes in the winter. So yay, working appliances. And oh GOD, how I've missed having an oven! Hmm...I've got a package of leg quarters in the freezer I may roast to celebrate.

This transition necessitates massive cleaning so they can be delivered. Not because I care so much about JtYG's opinion of my so-called housekeeping, but just to get the darned things in and the old ones out. This requires a path from the front door to the kitchen at least 30" wide---and that's going to take some doing. But it's well worth it; that's two fewer items on the list of "Things That Are About to Drive Fluffy to a Raving Nervous Breakdown".

Getting both appliances at once means I only have to clear space once, and JtYG is going to haul the old ones off for scrap, also a Good Thing. I've found a sack of cans I didn't even know I had, probably not much more than a dollar's worth, but still welcome. Shoes are turning up---I really need to sort them, and probably discard a few of the rattier pairs. And the bags and piles of clothes from my closet-winnowing efforts are getting flung into a bigger heap Out of the Way.

Right now, I'm taking a breather, because it's warm and I'm trying not to over-do and keel over. I'm a little light-headed from my efforts, but I'm excited and happy at the thought of having Things That Work.

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vanillafluffy: (Blue letters)
Yesterday was training---I got in a couple hours work at home beforehand, then went over to the library and got clued in about a few things that I'll be doing in the future, as well as some things I need to do differently sstarting now. Nothing too ungodly complicated, fortunately.

Then Mb and I went to my bank...I'm not even going to go into all that, but I cut them to refund the last two months' worth of service charges they clipped me for, which was satisfying. This was followed by some more running around...which was supposed to include grocery shopping, but my FS card hadn't reloaded as scheduled, so I wound up at the checkout having to put 90% of it back. Embarassing, to say the least.

Have scheduled canasta with Mb and J's on Thursday (She's going to DVR PoI for me), which I'm looking forward to. We haven't all gotten together for cards in about 6 months.

Which brings us to today. RG'sDad refurbishes computers as a hobby, and had one for me because the laptop kept freezing/crashing when I had too many things running. Originally, I was supposed to pick it up on Sunday, but it turned out not to be ready, so he was going to bring it over here...which sent me into a panic, because, um, DISASTER AREA.

So this morning, I've been going around in circles, between trying to remember what the new procedures are for what I'm doing and trying to make room on my desk and trying to at least clear a path to my office, I've been frazzled. And he never made it past the driveway, just handed over the componants. But it was totally worth it, because in the process, I found! the Home Depot GC I've been hunting for for months! Very happy about that....

I now have a flat-screen monitor!!! And a DVD burner! And a gazillion gigs of memory and it has wireless and it's running Windows XP. I'm stoked. So that's what I'm going to be doing this evening, getting that all set up and squared away. Yeah, I think now that I've got my bedroom in fairly habitable condition, it's time to work on the office.

Things are looking up!

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vanillafluffy: (Sean bean - errol partridge)
I saw a poem a couple years ago, and I would've sworn I saved it, but can't find it now. The title was something along the lines of, "Prayer On a Day My Car Won't Start", and the narrator is praying for help with his car trouble, and says something like just send him one mechanically-inclined angel with a little grease on his wings (or maybe it was his feathers?), that's all he needs. I seem to remember from the comments on the post that the writer was a teacher by profession. It's rather appropriate for my current situation....

Anybody recognize this one? My Googleful is drawing a blank. I know I snagged it from somebody on my f'list, but that's a pretty broad catagory. I've posted this to [livejournal.com profile] whatwasthatone, but I'll take all the help I can get.



Found! among [livejournal.com profile] cbtreks' "poetry" tags:

Prayer on a Morning My Car Wouldn't Start

I sit behind the wheel
And finger the keys like a rosary.
Surely there is some prayer
That can move pistons.
If spirits slaughter germs,
Or bring about a sudden burst
Of hope or courage, even love,
Why not something simple, something
Closer to expedience? Why not dispatch
One lonely angel to caress my carburetor,
Fix my fanbelt, or unclog my fuel line,
Just one greasy-winged mechanic,
Inept at saving souls, but damned
Good at getting me on my way.

(by Jack Ridl)

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Found!

Feb. 9th, 2013 03:36 pm
vanillafluffy: (Likes/Loves)
Today I'm back at work in my room, currently engaged in lingerie management. I have a rolling plastic chest of drawers (5 drawers total), which I haven't properly addressed in the last couple years--because it was in my closet, which I couldn't get at, so the top drawer was panties and the rest, terra incognito.

The closet is now accessible, ditto my chest of drawers, and today I've taken all the drawers out, put them on my bed and gone through the lot. Found: two LeSnobbi wallets, a bag of nine-patch quilt squares, and some silver plate flatware that I would've sworn was somewhere else.

I've got the top two drawers dedicated to panties*, another to socks, and I'm taking a breather before trying on a tangle of bras to see if any of them are keepers. The final drawer will be for miscellaneous items like slips and gloves and the like.

My closet is coming along, too, although there's still a lot of stuff stuff in the garage that needs to be assimilated and the rest donated. Yes, damn it, donated. If I didn't manage to summon up the energy to sell it when I was frantic for cash, clearly I'm even less likely to do so now that there's a light at the end of the tunnel. Most of it was thrifted to begin with, so it's completing a circle.

Back to work....

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* Sorry if that's TMI about my undergarments. I know it's not the most thrilling topic; I was considering the rock and gem show, but it's $4 to get in, and we all know I'd find something to buy--I'd rather hang on to the cash and go see the new "Die Hard" movie next weekend.
vanillafluffy: (Florida oranges)
I'm taking a break from the ongoing work on my bedroom. Today I'm excavating the south wall, which is largely headboard. God, what an accumulation! Still, I've found a book I've been wanting to reread, a box I'm going to stash greeting cards in (I keep running across them, and would like to corral them all in one place), and have revealed yet more floor. Floor is still exciting to me, as so much of it was covered for so long!

At some point, I will post pix---I need to send some to GK, who *knows* what a disaster it was---but right now, I'm just trying to get it to a certain point of liveability. I've done a lot of sorting and rearranging already, it seems like the more I do, the more I see to do. And this is only one room. *deep breath* But I can only do one room at a time, and the only way for it to get done is for me to do it.

I start training on Monday, so I'm trying to get as much done as I can before then, since I know it'll curtail my time and energy...it's been so long since I've had anything resembling a job, that even part-time is liable to hang my ass out to dry.

Was briefly interrupted by the mail carrier ringing my bell to drop off a box from GK, containing a snazzy beaded jacket. I just hope it cools down enough for me to wear it sometime this season!

Pic of jacket (snagged from eBay):


QF_beaded


Back to it....

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vanillafluffy: (Scenic)
Just got back from a successful foray to the food bank. Mb picked me up around 5:30, we got over there and got numbers 107 and 108. This gave us a nice little chunk of time to talk, since thay hadn't even started calling numbers yet.

I caught her up on the job sitch---she asked if I wanted to run down to Melbourne with her this morning to get some blookwork done, and I told her I *must* be back by noon (although I'll have my phone with me, just in case)---she hadn't heard any of it, because it's too complicated to go into over the phone, especially since she's had a habit recently of cutting me short because her call waiting has kicked in.

I really hope I hear something definitive in today's call (12:30, let's all take a deep breath and PRAY). This will be my fourth phone interview (plus a plethora of e-mails), and the suspense is killing me. They haven't been horrible, on-the-spot interviews, everyone has been pretty cool, but okay, hire me already!!!

Meanwhile, I got some chicken strips, a bag of collards, the usual assortment of canned and baked goods, but the real triumph is a bag of salmon. And I'm not talking about nasty little fish cakes, either---I have actual fillets! Mmm! I'm going to have fun with those---cooking AND consuming.

My legs still hurt...I can't believe that a few hours of work has knocked me out so much. I didn't really get anything accomplished over the weekend, and the transition from sitting to standing is harder than usual. I know I'm out of shape, but damn!

I wore my found!brown skirt to church yesterday, and will have to see if I can upload a picture of the ensemble. Brown is my favorite neutral; it works well with my coloring, and this particular skirt fits nicely and is an ideal length. I wore it with a pink tank top, overlaid with an orange sheer tunic that has vertical gold stripes. (The overlay is essential, since the tank has glue stains on it and can't be worn alone.) I belted it in with an olive green belt that has a pretty design of studded circles.

One of the things I ran across while I was cleaning was a pic of me and GK, dated '04. I look huge, and I don't think it's ALL the camera angle! IIRC, at that point I was on my way down from my all-time high, but was still 350+. I remember seeing that top recently, though I couldn't tell you when I last wore it---but thankfully, I've ditched those purple pants! On the other hand, I had all my teeth in those days....

My style continues to evolve; I could thin out my scarf collection substantially---I have a few I embellish purse straps with, but don't often wear then anymore. Likewise, as the '04 pic illustrates, I don't do the "shirt-worn-open-as-jacket" look much, either. I think the zebra suit is the sole survivor of that trend...and may be what sparked BigRed's comment the other day---of course, what I wear to lunch with the girls isn't necessarily what I'd wear to an interview! For a while, AI's influence showed with big, flowing OS jackets, but I've come to the conclusion that on the whole, I prefer a more tailored cut.

Mb will be here to pick me up soon---she had to run home to get Bozo and drive him to work---so I'll talk atcha later and let you know how interview #4 goes!

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Found!

Jan. 18th, 2013 03:00 pm
vanillafluffy: (Housework blahs)
I've been working on Unfucking my bedroom, specifically, getting at my closet. It's been on my to-do list for a while, and today I got up and at it.

As with any cleaning around here, there are things I'm keeping an eye out for, and so far, I've found several, yay! There are also things I've run across and been surprised: That? I'd forgotten about that....

So far, I've been happy to run across a full package of page protectors. I *thought* I'd had a pack, but I couldn't find them, concluded I hadn't bought them after all and gotten more. (This was nearly two years ago, so this really was a serendipitious find as I've been running low.) My basic brown skirt has turned up, hanging in the closet in between some other things, most of which will be Going Away. Yay, skirt! I've missed you! Discovered a plastic bag full of assorted handmade jewelery; after I've dealt with the closet, sorting my caches of jewelery is another to-do. And, oh happy day, my ruby slippers have turned up. They've been MIA for at least three years, and I was stunned when they emerged from under the wrought-iron stand in my bedroom. (I'd've sworn I'd cleaned under there more recently that THAT.)

Anyway, I'm still looking (in particular) for a tiered silver top, a new-with-tags pair of grey flats, the two middle books from the Melendy Quartet, and the mate of my black slipper-bootie.

On a parting note, BigRed and I were discussing the on-again-off-again series of phone interviews I've been having, and that hopefully where's going to be an actual face-to-face meeting soon (next week, I hope, but am not holding my breath as it's not good for my complexion). She said, You know I adore you, right? And I admire your personal style? That being said, in the event they do want a face to face meeting, you do have a professional business outfit to wear, don’t you?. To which I succinctly replied, Pin-striped. *eyeroll* Geez, give me a little credit!

Okay, back to the bedroom; if I don't get the mess resolved, I'm not going to be able to crawl into bed tonight what with all the boxes and flooredrobe....

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Update, 4:30ish: Made several trips and got all the too-big stuff out of my closet. Alll that's left are a few things I can still wear, all "That's were that went!" Also dug into a box and found several folded pairs of socks and a half-dozen pairs of panties; I'm going to wash the latter, as they may have been clean when they went in, but they're musty from being packed away. (Never mind the sniff test, just wash 'em!) Found book two of the Quartet, still need three, which I know damn well is here somewhere. Have reached the inevitable point of, what the hell am I going to do with it all?!

Keep calm, and carry on cleaning....
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Update, 7ish: My closet is being repopulated with garments that are in current rotation. The sad part is, I haven't even *started* bringing things in from the garage; so far, this is just stuff that's been hanging on over-the-door racks. Wow.

While I was shifting things around, I tried on a coat I got at the Melbourne Goodwill back when I first started working next door. Very nice. Italian. Olive, kind of tweedy. At the time, I could get it on, though buttoning it made me look like a stuffed sausage. And today, I buttoned it up, no problem. (Although I haven't tried to sit down in it---the acid test.) Too bad we're having such a warm winter....

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vanillafluffy: (Life is)
I'm sane this week, which I really appreciate after last week's hysteria. I usually don't think of myself as a special snowflake, but every once in a while, I come unglued, and it isn't pretty.

Anyway, I've been keeping busy. I'm trying to make room for change, and I know, that sounds kinda NewAge metaphysical, but on a simple, practical level, I have tons of clothes I'll never wear again, and I'm trying to get them out of the way so I can keep track of the stuff that fits.

This has meant a block of time spent in the garage...I'm transfering all the outgoing stuff to the living room so I can sort it by size. The stuff that's size 30 or over is going to a gal from church, the rest I'll post on [livejournal.com profile] fatshionxchange in hopes of making a few bucks. Whatever hasn't sold by the end of January, I'll donate.

That freed up a whole bunch of hangers! I'm sure they'll come in handy while I sort through the piles in my bedroom. I haven't even gotten to my bedroom yet, which does need to happen fairly soon; it would be helpful if I could get my closet winnowed so I can bring in the keepers from the garage.

Meanwhile, the garage already looks better: I got the floor picked up to where I could put down an area rug. Not the old one from the living room, but a slightly smaller one that I got ages ago, earmarked for my bedroom. That never happened, but it works nicely in the space out there. In addition to keeping my feet a little warmer when I'm doing laundry during the winter, I figure having an actual rug down will make it more noticeable when there's stuff on the floor. Otherwise, I have a finely developed ability to tune out clutter.

Getting behind one section of clothes to some shelves, I came across a box with a ceramic Father Christms on horseback. It's dated 1995, but I don't remember painting it. (I used to be very much into ceramics and did other Father Christms/Santa figures; I did a woodland Santa that I gave to Peter---god knows whatever happened to that one---and an undersea Santa that I gave to GK, which presumably she still has.) I brought this one into the house and perched him on my entertainment unit. Nice timing, self. Usually I'd find something like that in February.

Today I've been working in the living room, trying to make enough room to be able to sort things. Over the weekend, I went through and organized my DVDs, which doesn't really impact the rest of the room, but now I can at least see what I have. I cleared off the coffee table so that all it has on it is the dragonfly dish GK gave me for my birthday. *I* know I've made progress, but a casual visitor would likely be appalled.

I've got to figure out what I'm going to do about linens and towels. I made a concentrated effort and got through the pile of stuff that had accumulated atop my wicker chair. Big stack of sheets and towels and pillowcases. Found one pair of my grey slacks, a few skirts and tops...got that all hung, but I really do need to address my closet, because I'm running out of "temporary" places to hang things!

I know I'm probably not going about this in the most organized way, but at least I'm doing something. Right? Right.



Also, I'm currently 271.6, which is somewhere between the best of times and the worst of times, but considering my record high, or even where I began this year, definitely closer to the best of times.

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vanillafluffy: (Laundry)
Slept under blankets last night, which was a voluptuous luxury. Woke feeling all cozy and happy in sunlight and lingered for a little while. Got up and made said bed. Then fixed breakfast, consumed same, and made a plan.

I decided it's time to excavate my laundry room/back third of my garage. It gradually became critical over the long hot summer. I'd go out there, throw some laundry into the machine, and when done, it would either get heaped atop the dryer or ironing board, or it would live in the dryer until I was desperately trying to do the next load. I had to lean over a pile of stuff to turn the knob and press the button on the dryer, and was slipping and stumbling over stuff underfoot. Highly unsatisfactory.

So where to begin? I snagged an eco-friendly grocery bag to stash socks and underwear in, so I could haul it all back to my room and get it squared away. Did a quick sweep of the place, rounding up more undies and things for a load while I was working. Got that started, and began on the dryer heap.

Both steps of the process yielded things I'd been looking for. Olive green top I'd gotten to go with my olive cargo pants, found on the floor of the garage, ditto my grey and pink empire top, a green cami that I'll be wearing under the green top GK just sent me, socks and undies, etc.

I hung up a bunch of stuff. I'm not down to the top of the dryer yet, because there are things I just don't know what to do with. I don't really have a linen closet as such---it got filled with other things over the years---and I'm trying to figure out where best to store the assortment of towels, pillowcases, sheets, tablecloths and whatnot.

Massive pruning is required. I have a fuckton of clothes I don't wear anymore, because they're just too big. And while that makes me happy in the sense that it's easier to be well-dressed as a 24/26 than it was at a 32/34, I'm torn between wanting to recoup some of what I spent on it all to wanting to just get rid of it and make room. But honestly? I know how bad my follow-through is; I might as well collect it all in the living room and call a charity for pick-up. It would get it out of here, benefit others, and give me a surplus of hangers for a change.

I didn't really expect my stipend to arrive today, but I'm hoping for tomorrow. Plan for tomorrow calls for waiting til the mail runs, then hopefully cashing it and getting gas. Regardless of whether it's there or not, I'm going to take my cans in for recycling (more than one way to get gas money, she says grimly), then on the way home, stop by the pay station and give FPL some money. It's conveniently next to the S'leven where I'll be gassing up.

Meanwhile, I need to go check on the stuff that's in the dryer and see if I can figure out how to square away the bedding, towels, etc.

TTFN.

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vanillafluffy: (Yay ME!)
I was over on Tumblr reading Unfuck Your Habitat (http://unfuckyourhabitat.tumblr.com/) and came across the following challenge: You’re avoiding something. It might be an invisible corner. It might be a box of crap you need to deal with. It might be your junk drawer. Whatever it is that you’ve been relieved that none of the challenges so far have made you deal with, that’s what you’re dealing with for the next 20 minutes. Don’t lie to yourself. You’re putting something off, but now you have to go deal with it.

And I knew exactly which drawer of crap it refered to: It was a dresser drawer---the rest of the dresser is long since gone---that's crammed with stuff sentimental, assorted WTFs and IDEKs, and it's been sitting on or near my dining room table for a very long time. (Enough that GK mentioned it while she was down and suggested I relocate it to the middle room til I got around to sorting thru it.

Okay, I thought. NOW is the time. I'll move the damned thing...except I could barely frackin LIFT it. To attempt to carry it to the middle room fully laden would've been to invite catastrophe. I'd either drop it, or the bottom would fall out.

Well then, I'd do a preliminary sift right there and then. Paperwork, blah, blah, blah, calculator, blah, blah, blah, ceramic boxes, blah, blah, blah...cylindrical wad of white printer paper,...?

Holy shit.

It was a roll of Kennedy half dollars. The paper they're wrapped in is dated 1999, so they've been sitting in that drawer for a long time. They're not sterling, alas, but even face value* is enough to cover my car insurance for this month, which I've been sweating bullets over. Plus there's a little over, which will top off my tank and maybe get a few things I'm out of. And for once, I don't mean caffeine!

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* Although I have a 2004 coin book that lists Kennedy half dollars between 1965-1970 as having an average value of $2 each. Now all I have to do is find someone who'll give me that!

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vanillafluffy: (Yay ME!)
I was over on Tumblr reading Unfuck Your Habitat (http://unfuckyourhabitat.tumblr.com/) and came across the following challenge: You’re avoiding something. It might be an invisible corner. It might be a box of crap you need to deal with. It might be your junk drawer. Whatever it is that you’ve been relieved that none of the challenges so far have made you deal with, that’s what you’re dealing with for the next 20 minutes. Don’t lie to yourself. You’re putting something off, but now you have to go deal with it.

And I knew exactly which drawer of crap it refered to: It was a dresser drawer---the rest of the dresser is long since gone---that's crammed with stuff sentimental, assorted WTFs and IDEKs, and it's been sitting on or near my dining room table for a very long time. (Enough that GK mentioned it while she was down and suggested I relocate it to the middle room til I got around to sorting thru it.

Okay, I thought. NOW is the time. I'll move the damned thing...except I could barely frackin LIFT it. To attempt to carry it to the middle room fully laden would've been to invite catastrophe. I'd either drop it, or the bottom would fall out.

Well then, I'd do a preliminary sift right there and then. Paperwork, blah, blah, blah, calculator, blah, blah, blah, ceramic boxes, blah, blah, blah...cylindrical wad of white printer paper,...?

Holy shit.

It was a roll of Kennedy half dollars. The paper they're wrapped in is dated 1999, so they've been sitting in that drawer for a long time. They're not sterling, alas, but even face value* is enough to cover my car insurance for this month, which I've been sweating bullets over. Plus there's a little over, which will top off my tank and maybe get a few things I'm out of. And for once, I don't mean caffeine!

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* Although I have a 2004 coin book that lists Kennedy half dollars between 1965-1970 as having an average value of $2 each. Now all I have to do is find someone who'll give me that!

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vanillafluffy: (Playing cards)
Last night, I was at J's. We played canasta til 2AM, which is extraordinary. Usually she starts making sleepy noises at 11.

Then, after the last hand, when her buddy had gone home, we sat around talking for another hour. I didn't get in til after 3, and then I was too tired to sleep. Was up til 6AM.

Slept til almost 1 PM. Lay around for a bit thinking about what I wanted to get done today, and eventually went into the office and started working in here. The good thing about working in here, apart from the best ceiling fan in the house, is being able to sit in my desk chair and bend over to stuff things into garbage bags. Mush less dizzying than standing in this heat!

Got a full 30-gallon bag up before being summoned by the phone/Mb. (We're going to the food bank in the morning, yay.) It's been a few years since I've seen this much floor around my desk, and oh, the things I found.

* A $10 gift card for Adidas, which I *knew* I had and was looking for when I last had money. Was going to get some *good* socks to wear while walking. Ah, well, hopefully by the time the weather cools down, I'll be gainfully employed.

* My copy of Formula 51. Yay, now I can inflict it on J! Although really, 2 hours of Samuel L. Jackson in a kilt isn't exactly torture. And besides, she fancies Robert Carlyle.

* A bunch of box tops with Coke reward codes---this is the only way I can afford to subscribe to 'zines, I get 'em with reward points. Also snagged a nice little soft-sided cooler, and one year when I had A LOT of points, I gave everybody magazines for Christmas.

* An empty bottle of Captain Morgan's Parrot Bay (coconut) rum. WTF, self? That must've been down there for years, because I can't even remember the last time I bought a bottle of rum.

* My big binder clip. The thing I love best about my desk, an old oak teacher's desk, is the slide-out tray that's perfect for my mouse. However, during the summer, it needs something on it to absorb perspiration from my arm: Dishtowel + clamp.

Anyway, I pitched a lot of stuff, went and schmoozed on the phone, ate, watched TV, came back and am working on the bookcase behind my desk, whick has had things jammed in it every which way. I'd eventually like to get it winnowed down to reference books all in one place, which would be fabulous. *deep breath* Baby steps....

According to USPS tracking, my Nook is in Orlando! At that rate, it should be here tomorrow or Tuesday!!!

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vanillafluffy: (Playing cards)
Last night, I was at J's. We played canasta til 2AM, which is extraordinary. Usually she starts making sleepy noises at 11.

Then, after the last hand, when her buddy had gone home, we sat around talking for another hour. I didn't get in til after 3, and then I was too tired to sleep. Was up til 6AM.

Slept til almost 1 PM. Lay around for a bit thinking about what I wanted to get done today, and eventually went into the office and started working in here. The good thing about working in here, apart from the best ceiling fan in the house, is being able to sit in my desk chair and bend over to stuff things into garbage bags. Mush less dizzying than standing in this heat!

Got a full 30-gallon bag up before being summoned by the phone/Mb. (We're going to the food bank in the morning, yay.) It's been a few years since I've seen this much floor around my desk, and oh, the things I found.

* A $10 gift card for Adidas, which I *knew* I had and was looking for when I last had money. Was going to get some *good* socks to wear while walking. Ah, well, hopefully by the time the weather cools down, I'll be gainfully employed.

* My copy of Formula 51. Yay, now I can inflict it on J! Although really, 2 hours of Samuel L. Jackson in a kilt isn't exactly torture. And besides, she fancies Robert Carlyle.

* A bunch of box tops with Coke reward codes---this is the only way I can afford to subscribe to 'zines, I get 'em with reward points. Also snagged a nice little soft-sided cooler, and one year when I had A LOT of points, I gave everybody magazines for Christmas.

* An empty bottle of Captain Morgan's Parrot Bay (coconut) rum. WTF, self? That must've been down there for years, because I can't even remember the last time I bought a bottle of rum.

* My big binder clip. The thing I love best about my desk, an old oak teacher's desk, is the slide-out tray that's perfect for my mouse. However, during the summer, it needs something on it to absorb perspiration from my arm: Dishtowel + clamp.

Anyway, I pitched a lot of stuff, went and schmoozed on the phone, ate, watched TV, came back and am working on the bookcase behind my desk, whick has had things jammed in it every which way. I'd eventually like to get it winnowed down to reference books all in one place, which would be fabulous. *deep breath* Baby steps....

According to USPS tracking, my Nook is in Orlando! At that rate, it should be here tomorrow or Tuesday!!!

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Brrr!

Jan. 13th, 2012 09:59 pm
vanillafluffy: (Extra-special snowflake)
They're threatening an overnight freeze and frosty temps this weekend. With that in mind, I washed my hair this evening, because I know I won't want to if it gets uber-cold.

I know what I'll wear on Sunday if it IS cold: the grey and black ensemble I wore to court. (It was a wee bit warm for it that day, but if it's in the 50s or so, it'll be fine.) Dress is cotton jersey, faux-wrap style, dark grey with black border print. It has a silky (polyester) overshirt, lighter grey with a black border print. They're not a set, but they go together well, rather like my zebra "suit".

Happily, I found my wide black belt, the one that's infinitely adjustable. I like to wear that to cinch my cranberry chenille sweater with black pants. I'm just sorry that my favorite black pants are getting a little faded---and roomy, but still wearable.

I was thinking about the living room curtain situation...I might have a solution, IF I dig around in the middle room. I seem to remember getting a lot of industrial-grade muslin---GK knew a photog who got it by the mile to use for backdrops---it was something like ten feet wide. Trouble is, I don't remember how much I got, or where, exactly, it is.

Person of Interst was excellent last night. I'm turing over ideas for fic. Haven't actually written anything yet, but at least the wheels are turning....

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Brrr!

Jan. 13th, 2012 09:59 pm
vanillafluffy: (Extra-special snowflake)
They're threatening an overnight freeze and frosty temps this weekend. With that in mind, I washed my hair this evening, because I know I won't want to if it gets uber-cold.

I know what I'll wear on Sunday if it IS cold: the grey and black ensemble I wore to court. (It was a wee bit warm for it that day, but if it's in the 50s or so, it'll be fine.) Dress is cotton jersey, faux-wrap style, dark grey with black border print. It has a silky (polyester) overshirt, lighter grey with a black border print. They're not a set, but they go together well, rather like my zebra "suit".

Happily, I found my wide black belt, the one that's infinitely adjustable. I like to wear that to cinch my cranberry chenille sweater with black pants. I'm just sorry that my favorite black pants are getting a little faded---and roomy, but still wearable.

I was thinking about the living room curtain situation...I might have a solution, IF I dig around in the middle room. I seem to remember getting a lot of industrial-grade muslin---GK knew a photog who got it by the mile to use for backdrops---it was something like ten feet wide. Trouble is, I don't remember how much I got, or where, exactly, it is.

Person of Interst was excellent last night. I'm turing over ideas for fic. Haven't actually written anything yet, but at least the wheels are turning....

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vanillafluffy: (Laundry)
Laundry. Holy, crap, have I been doing a lot of laundry. Digging and washing and sorting and hanging and finding hangers! And more hangers! And more frickin' hangers and more frickin' laundry---yesterday, I was pulling stuff from down under the hanging bar that spans my garage. Found stuff that had fallen off hangers, stuff that had fallen off the ironing board, stuff and more stuff, and just when I thought I was getting to the end of it, I parted the clothes on the bar, like parting the Red Sea (or in this case, the Pink Sea), and discovered to my utter horror a pile of bedding, spreads and comforters and blankets---at last three, more like four loads all by itself. *whimper*

Mind you, I found a nice skirt I'd completely forgotten I owned, TEN pains of panties, which is a Very Good Thing indeed, and some stuff that made me go, "Why do I still have THAT?!" So I'm benefitting from my industry and making progress, it's just not happening as fast as I'd like it to, but then, what ever does?

Still, the Universe was very good to me yesterday. I got dressed and dragged myself out to pay the light bill (FPL--Florida Plunder and Loot). I checked the mailbox and found a darling card with a picture of a black Labrador Retriever* on it from [livejournal.com profile] pwcorgigirl and an equally charming GC for Aldi's.

I hit WalMart first for another phone card, then Aldi's, where I invested in some things that food stamps doesn't cover. Went above and beyond the GC, planning to pay the difference with food stamps. Except the register wouldn't ring it up that way, there was no manager in store and lines backing up. They wrote off the overage just to get me out of there. $14 worth of goodies! They've got their Christmas delicasies out, so they're especially yummy.

Then I took care of the FPL bill and went home with a sense of accomplishment. Spent a quiet evening, then this morning I put a load of laundry into the dryer, stopped by Publix to get a raincheck on some diet Cheerwine at the current sale price and on to J's for a meeting about dog training. Fingers crossed, it looks like there *might* be some money in it!

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* Or as a photographer of my acquaintance calls them, "black light-sucking dogs", because either they're a black hole in the picture or they're washed-out looking; apparently it's very tricky to get the exposure Just Right.
vanillafluffy: (Laundry)
Laundry. Holy, crap, have I been doing a lot of laundry. Digging and washing and sorting and hanging and finding hangers! And more hangers! And more frickin' hangers and more frickin' laundry---yesterday, I was pulling stuff from down under the hanging bar that spans my garage. Found stuff that had fallen off hangers, stuff that had fallen off the ironing board, stuff and more stuff, and just when I thought I was getting to the end of it, I parted the clothes on the bar, like parting the Red Sea (or in this case, the Pink Sea), and discovered to my utter horror a pile of bedding, spreads and comforters and blankets---at last three, more like four loads all by itself. *whimper*

Mind you, I found a nice skirt I'd completely forgotten I owned, TEN pains of panties, which is a Very Good Thing indeed, and some stuff that made me go, "Why do I still have THAT?!" So I'm benefitting from my industry and making progress, it's just not happening as fast as I'd like it to, but then, what ever does?

Still, the Universe was very good to me yesterday. I got dressed and dragged myself out to pay the light bill (FPL--Florida Plunder and Loot). I checked the mailbox and found a darling card with a picture of a black Labrador Retriever* on it from [livejournal.com profile] pwcorgigirl and an equally charming GC for Aldi's.

I hit WalMart first for another phone card, then Aldi's, where I invested in some things that food stamps doesn't cover. Went above and beyond the GC, planning to pay the difference with food stamps. Except the register wouldn't ring it up that way, there was no manager in store and lines backing up. They wrote off the overage just to get me out of there. $14 worth of goodies! They've got their Christmas delicasies out, so they're especially yummy.

Then I took care of the FPL bill and went home with a sense of accomplishment. Spent a quiet evening, then this morning I put a load of laundry into the dryer, stopped by Publix to get a raincheck on some diet Cheerwine at the current sale price and on to J's for a meeting about dog training. Fingers crossed, it looks like there *might* be some money in it!

/----/----/----/----/

* Or as a photographer of my acquaintance calls them, "black light-sucking dogs", because either they're a black hole in the picture or they're washed-out looking; apparently it's very tricky to get the exposure Just Right.
vanillafluffy: (Asylum grafitti)
I've barely slept in the last few days, thanks to those damned neighbors and their damned dogs. I love dogs, y'all know I do, but seriously, I want to grab this bunch and tear their throats out. Anything to shut them up. Ditto the kids running around with their kazoos all afternoon, the football game that was going on---it used to be such a nice, quiet neighborhood! Finally settled down around 8:30---the silence WAS deafening---and of course, then I had insomnia and coundn't fall asleep til 4...and the dogs started in again around 8...HATE THEM.

On the other hand, I was all wrought-up and got a helluva lot done yesterday. One load of laundry, which doesn't sound like much, but while I had that in the works, I worked in the garage and made decent progress. I found the hose for my shop-vac, yay! (Only vac I have, but all I have are area rugs.) Winnowed a fair amount of stuff from out there, then went into my bedroom closet and really started pitching things. Faded, stretched out, snagged, too big, too short---bagged for departure. Moving things from the garage to my closet,, well, that's still in progress---but there IS progress.

What is a reasonable amount of clothing, gals? Summer is 2/3rds of the year, here, but things like pants and skirts can be worn year round. Have a 2-1 ratio of short-sleeved or sleeveless tops? How many? How many pairs of pants, skirts, long or short-sleeved dresses? Jackets? I have a ridiculous number of jackets, considering how brief our winters are, but they vary in length, fit, pattern, etc. Really, what's "reasonable"?

Thursday evening at Mb's, we went to WalMart in Titusville and wandered around getting necessaries like caffeine for me and cat food for her. She talked me out of a pair of black pants I was eyeing--But look! They're on sale!---and she was right, of course. Saw a great floor/reading lamp on sale for $10, which I really do need for the black hole that is my bedroom, but it's still out of my price range, and their return-of-layaway policy doesn't help a bit. *sigh*

Their Christmas stuff is being set up, and Mb is trying to decide what her decor is going to be this year. I don't have that problem; my pink tree is still up from last year, although I never actually got it decorated. This year, I think I'm going to be doing a lot of baking as gifts---it's about the only thing I can do.

I'm sorry I missed your birthday, [livejournal.com profile] karaokegal---I hope you had a great day, I hope you have a wonderful year, and that all is well in the city by the bay. I'd bake you a cake, but I don't think it would ship well.

I didn't make it to [livejournal.com profile] ang5fam's garage sale, either---no money and too much crap of my own---but the weather was excellent and hopefully the bargainistas came out in droves and spent lots.

Spent6 three hours last night picking apart a pillow for at least the second time, trying to restore it to a firmness that wasn't quite as hard as cork.

Uh...I know there's more I wanted to say. That's the problem with not being able to post as the spirit moves me, things escape my brain and don't return until I'm away from the keyboard. Perverse little things, thoughts.

The weather is, as I mentioned, gorgeous. Sunny, crisp---and I've been able to sleep with a comforter and no fan, which is divine. I'm rediscovering the delight of 3/4 length sleeves or a jacket in the morning over shorter sleeves, because it tends to warm up by the afternoon. After the juicyness that is Florida summer, I'm loving our version of autumn.

TTFN.


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vanillafluffy: (Asylum grafitti)
I've barely slept in the last few days, thanks to those damned neighbors and their damned dogs. I love dogs, y'all know I do, but seriously, I want to grab this bunch and tear their throats out. Anything to shut them up. Ditto the kids running around with their kazoos all afternoon, the football game that was going on---it used to be such a nice, quiet neighborhood! Finally settled down around 8:30---the silence WAS deafening---and of course, then I had insomnia and coundn't fall asleep til 4...and the dogs started in again around 8...HATE THEM.

On the other hand, I was all wrought-up and got a helluva lot done yesterday. One load of laundry, which doesn't sound like much, but while I had that in the works, I worked in the garage and made decent progress. I found the hose for my shop-vac, yay! (Only vac I have, but all I have are area rugs.) Winnowed a fair amount of stuff from out there, then went into my bedroom closet and really started pitching things. Faded, stretched out, snagged, too big, too short---bagged for departure. Moving things from the garage to my closet,, well, that's still in progress---but there IS progress.

What is a reasonable amount of clothing, gals? Summer is 2/3rds of the year, here, but things like pants and skirts can be worn year round. Have a 2-1 ratio of short-sleeved or sleeveless tops? How many? How many pairs of pants, skirts, long or short-sleeved dresses? Jackets? I have a ridiculous number of jackets, considering how brief our winters are, but they vary in length, fit, pattern, etc. Really, what's "reasonable"?

Thursday evening at Mb's, we went to WalMart in Titusville and wandered around getting necessaries like caffeine for me and cat food for her. She talked me out of a pair of black pants I was eyeing--But look! They're on sale!---and she was right, of course. Saw a great floor/reading lamp on sale for $10, which I really do need for the black hole that is my bedroom, but it's still out of my price range, and their return-of-layaway policy doesn't help a bit. *sigh*

Their Christmas stuff is being set up, and Mb is trying to decide what her decor is going to be this year. I don't have that problem; my pink tree is still up from last year, although I never actually got it decorated. This year, I think I'm going to be doing a lot of baking as gifts---it's about the only thing I can do.

I'm sorry I missed your birthday, [livejournal.com profile] karaokegal---I hope you had a great day, I hope you have a wonderful year, and that all is well in the city by the bay. I'd bake you a cake, but I don't think it would ship well.

I didn't make it to [livejournal.com profile] ang5fam's garage sale, either---no money and too much crap of my own---but the weather was excellent and hopefully the bargainistas came out in droves and spent lots.

Spent6 three hours last night picking apart a pillow for at least the second time, trying to restore it to a firmness that wasn't quite as hard as cork.

Uh...I know there's more I wanted to say. That's the problem with not being able to post as the spirit moves me, things escape my brain and don't return until I'm away from the keyboard. Perverse little things, thoughts.

The weather is, as I mentioned, gorgeous. Sunny, crisp---and I've been able to sleep with a comforter and no fan, which is divine. I'm rediscovering the delight of 3/4 length sleeves or a jacket in the morning over shorter sleeves, because it tends to warm up by the afternoon. After the juicyness that is Florida summer, I'm loving our version of autumn.

TTFN.


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vanillafluffy: (Default)
I spent a good chunk of Tuesday and some of Wednesday working on my bedroom, aka, looking for my glasses. I was sure they were next to my bed; they weren't. On the other hand, the east and west sides of my bed are MUCH improved. Found my denim skirt, hooray, and my dad's little magnifying glass---very helpful for reading expiration dates on coupons. Still no glasses, though.

They didn't actually turn up until shortly after 6PM on Tuesday---to the north of my bed, which is the foot of it. NOT where I thought they were, but they're intact and I'm much relieved. I also decluttered my headboard, done a load of laundry and I've got three bags to fling in the trash tomorrow, yay me.

Have been at Mb's since this morning. Called the county and talked with the gal who left her card at my place. She seems magnanimous enough; I've got a couple weeks to get the yard whacked back, and she says if I can't get it done by then, call her back---she'll do what she can to work with me.

Mb and SO took me to lunch at Long John Silver's...mmm, so greasy but so good.

I went to Mb's by way of the recycler's and unloaded the bags from my car---25.5 pounds*, go me! At Mb's, she had a mailer with a coupon for an additional 2 cents per pound from the same recycler. On the way to LJS, we detoured back by there, I took the coupon in and got an additional 51 cents. And told the counterperson that, yes, I would definitely use any other coupons they cared to print.

There was more, but I can't think of it here at the keyboard. And LJ is trying to make me crazy---this too shall pass....

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* That's a total of 45.5 pounds in the last week!!!

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vanillafluffy: (Default)
I spent a good chunk of Tuesday and some of Wednesday working on my bedroom, aka, looking for my glasses. I was sure they were next to my bed; they weren't. On the other hand, the east and west sides of my bed are MUCH improved. Found my denim skirt, hooray, and my dad's little magnifying glass---very helpful for reading expiration dates on coupons. Still no glasses, though.

They didn't actually turn up until shortly after 6PM on Tuesday---to the north of my bed, which is the foot of it. NOT where I thought they were, but they're intact and I'm much relieved. I also decluttered my headboard, done a load of laundry and I've got three bags to fling in the trash tomorrow, yay me.

Have been at Mb's since this morning. Called the county and talked with the gal who left her card at my place. She seems magnanimous enough; I've got a couple weeks to get the yard whacked back, and she says if I can't get it done by then, call her back---she'll do what she can to work with me.

Mb and SO took me to lunch at Long John Silver's...mmm, so greasy but so good.

I went to Mb's by way of the recycler's and unloaded the bags from my car---25.5 pounds*, go me! At Mb's, she had a mailer with a coupon for an additional 2 cents per pound from the same recycler. On the way to LJS, we detoured back by there, I took the coupon in and got an additional 51 cents. And told the counterperson that, yes, I would definitely use any other coupons they cared to print.

There was more, but I can't think of it here at the keyboard. And LJ is trying to make me crazy---this too shall pass....

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* That's a total of 45.5 pounds in the last week!!!

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vanillafluffy: (Fan)
The great thing about holidays: TV marathons. In this case, Hoarders. It's a great motivator. Despite the heat, I've gotten busy in my bedroom, because I really, seriously want to move my bed.

I plan to rearrange the whole room, actually. As it is now, one window has an a/c in it and the other is inaccessable because of the headboard. I'd really like to move the bed under the a/c window, with the TV against the opposite wall---which would make more sense; there's a plug on that wall and I have to use extension cords where it is now.

It's also been beneficial in that I've recovered a few aluminum cans* and "found" some misplaced clothing that was in the suitcase I'd taken to Ahab's...in January. THAT'S where my navy shorts went!

I'm being very virtuous---I haven't even touched the Boston creme pie yet.


ETA: Hooray, hooray! I found my DVD of The Trouble With Angels!!! I've been hunting for it for a very long time! (I might even cough up a [livejournal.com profile] yuletide New Years fic as penance for my slovenliness.)

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* Aluminum cans are my version of a "piggy bank". I've got a couple bags stashed elsewhere, and I'm scheming to cash them all in for a ticket to Cowboys and Aliens later this month.

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vanillafluffy: (Fan)
The great thing about holidays: TV marathons. In this case, Hoarders. It's a great motivator. Despite the heat, I've gotten busy in my bedroom, because I really, seriously want to move my bed.

I plan to rearrange the whole room, actually. As it is now, one window has an a/c in it and the other is inaccessable because of the headboard. I'd really like to move the bed under the a/c window, with the TV against the opposite wall---which would make more sense; there's a plug on that wall and I have to use extension cords where it is now.

It's also been beneficial in that I've recovered a few aluminum cans* and "found" some misplaced clothing that was in the suitcase I'd taken to Ahab's...in January. THAT'S where my navy shorts went!

I'm being very virtuous---I haven't even touched the Boston creme pie yet.


ETA: Hooray, hooray! I found my DVD of The Trouble With Angels!!! I've been hunting for it for a very long time! (I might even cough up a [livejournal.com profile] yuletide New Years fic as penance for my slovenliness.)

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* Aluminum cans are my version of a "piggy bank". I've got a couple bags stashed elsewhere, and I'm scheming to cash them all in for a ticket to Cowboys and Aliens later this month.

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vanillafluffy: (Sheep woman)
It's getting late. The bathrooms have taken most of my day. They're not quite done---the vanity in the hall is a foot high, and I think I'm going to dump it all into a clear trash bag and sort it later. My bath needs a few swipes with a Magic Eraser---it has some evil-looking rust stains I'd like to minimize. But my sink is accessable for the first time in at least a year, and vanity aside, the hall bath is orderly within an inch of its life.

I'm telling myself that even if I don't do another blessed thing, my house is still in better shape than it has been in at least five years. And yet, I'm already framing apologies. I honestly doubt GK is going to perform a white glove test. She may mention the dust; her family all has allergies, so she's used to more of a clean-room environment---and yes, there's real dust. It's been enough of a job to get the solid stuff dealt with. Even though she hasn't been in here in a while, she knows me.

You guys, I really can't thank you enough for all the support you've given me. You cut me more slack than I cut myself. I think one of the reasons I've let it all go for so long is because I'll never live up to my own standards, so why bother? Maybe because while cleaning may not be pleasant, living in a tidy environment IS. It's nice coming home and having room to set things down and not have to walk a tightrope just to get three bags of food to the kitchen.

Meanwhile, I've come across a half-dozen more cans, a shirt and tank I'd lost track of in my bath, while the hall bath has yielded a buffalo nickel, some porn, and a spray can of teflon-based household lubricant. IDEK.

I'm going to finish up the bathrooms, hit the shower and go to bed. I've set my alarm so I can take care of loose ends that I'm too tired for tonight.

GK sent a copy of the schedule for the RenFest. There's a kilt competition. Be still my heart!

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vanillafluffy: (Sheep woman)
It's getting late. The bathrooms have taken most of my day. They're not quite done---the vanity in the hall is a foot high, and I think I'm going to dump it all into a clear trash bag and sort it later. My bath needs a few swipes with a Magic Eraser---it has some evil-looking rust stains I'd like to minimize. But my sink is accessable for the first time in at least a year, and vanity aside, the hall bath is orderly within an inch of its life.

I'm telling myself that even if I don't do another blessed thing, my house is still in better shape than it has been in at least five years. And yet, I'm already framing apologies. I honestly doubt GK is going to perform a white glove test. She may mention the dust; her family all has allergies, so she's used to more of a clean-room environment---and yes, there's real dust. It's been enough of a job to get the solid stuff dealt with. Even though she hasn't been in here in a while, she knows me.

You guys, I really can't thank you enough for all the support you've given me. You cut me more slack than I cut myself. I think one of the reasons I've let it all go for so long is because I'll never live up to my own standards, so why bother? Maybe because while cleaning may not be pleasant, living in a tidy environment IS. It's nice coming home and having room to set things down and not have to walk a tightrope just to get three bags of food to the kitchen.

Meanwhile, I've come across a half-dozen more cans, a shirt and tank I'd lost track of in my bath, while the hall bath has yielded a buffalo nickel, some porn, and a spray can of teflon-based household lubricant. IDEK.

I'm going to finish up the bathrooms, hit the shower and go to bed. I've set my alarm so I can take care of loose ends that I'm too tired for tonight.

GK sent a copy of the schedule for the RenFest. There's a kilt competition. Be still my heart!

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vanillafluffy: (Zzzzz's)
Of course I started picking up my hall bathroom at 1 AM. Doesn't everyone?

As [livejournal.com profile] kukkurkurat rightly surmised, I used the time-honored method of sitting on the throne and doing a reach-and-sort. Gathered together an absolutely ridiculous quantity of 'zines, which hardly scratched the surfvace.

I thought I'd sequestered all the Mary Engelbreit Home Companions the last time I got a wild hair going in there, but clearly not. Another dozen or so have surfaced, and a couple of Belle Armoire. I really wish I knew what I did with that package of page protecters, they'd come in very handy. Especially since I found a couple of pristine looseleafs while burrowing in the middle room.

Got a full kitchen-sized bag of trash out of there---empty cardboard rolls, empty tissue packages and a lot of assorted 'zine subscription cards. Found three pennies in an otherwise empty tote bag. Another tote yielded a vinyl accordian folder, a VERY old, very limited MP3 player,and 4 brand-new AAA batteries still in the package. Shazam. I'll be able to play with my better MP3 player without being as miserly about conserving batteries. (I put a fresh one in the other day, and I had one other left. Now I have five.)

Found a sweatery-blazerish thing...I *think* Kat gave it to me, must've been ages ago, 'cause I'm not sure. At this point, I can just barely get it on and button it. I wouldn't say it fits---but it's only a size large. There's no doubt in my mind that when I received it, I smiled and thanked her politely and set it aside convinced that it would NEVER fit---and now it almost does!

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vanillafluffy: (Zzzzz's)
Of course I started picking up my hall bathroom at 1 AM. Doesn't everyone?

As [livejournal.com profile] kukkurkurat rightly surmised, I used the time-honored method of sitting on the throne and doing a reach-and-sort. Gathered together an absolutely ridiculous quantity of 'zines, which hardly scratched the surfvace.

I thought I'd sequestered all the Mary Engelbreit Home Companions the last time I got a wild hair going in there, but clearly not. Another dozen or so have surfaced, and a couple of Belle Armoire. I really wish I knew what I did with that package of page protecters, they'd come in very handy. Especially since I found a couple of pristine looseleafs while burrowing in the middle room.

Got a full kitchen-sized bag of trash out of there---empty cardboard rolls, empty tissue packages and a lot of assorted 'zine subscription cards. Found three pennies in an otherwise empty tote bag. Another tote yielded a vinyl accordian folder, a VERY old, very limited MP3 player,and 4 brand-new AAA batteries still in the package. Shazam. I'll be able to play with my better MP3 player without being as miserly about conserving batteries. (I put a fresh one in the other day, and I had one other left. Now I have five.)

Found a sweatery-blazerish thing...I *think* Kat gave it to me, must've been ages ago, 'cause I'm not sure. At this point, I can just barely get it on and button it. I wouldn't say it fits---but it's only a size large. There's no doubt in my mind that when I received it, I smiled and thanked her politely and set it aside convinced that it would NEVER fit---and now it almost does!

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Shazam!

Mar. 16th, 2011 01:20 am
vanillafluffy: (Garcia headset)
There's a bag of costume jewelery I got from Kat, and one of the things it had in it was a little plastic shamrock. Last year, I misplaced it, and found it, of course, two days AFTER St. Pat's. This year I was determined to accessorize with it, so while FX was rerunning last week's Justified, I went rummaging through the strata atop my cedar chest.

I eventually located the bag with the shamrock, so I can wear it over to J's tomorrow---we're having a meeting to discuss some potential dogs---but that wasn't all I found. In addition to plenty of stuff I hadn't been looking for, I also ran across 11 cans, my second Cacique bra (which at this point is a whole lot more robust than the other one), my MP3 player---I've been going crazy looking for that!, a LeSnobbi change purse, still in the box, and my copy of Whoever Fights Monsters, memoirs of one of the FBI's pioneers of profiling.

Of course, I now have a mess of stuff piled on my bed, which will undoubtedly be moved BACK onto my cedar chest so I can go to bed, but hey, I found some missing shit. Life is good.
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Shazam!

Mar. 16th, 2011 01:20 am
vanillafluffy: (Garcia headset)
There's a bag of costume jewelery I got from Kat, and one of the things it had in it was a little plastic shamrock. Last year, I misplaced it, and found it, of course, two days AFTER St. Pat's. This year I was determined to accessorize with it, so while FX was rerunning last week's Justified, I went rummaging through the strata atop my cedar chest.

I eventually located the bag with the shamrock, so I can wear it over to J's tomorrow---we're having a meeting to discuss some potential dogs---but that wasn't all I found. In addition to plenty of stuff I hadn't been looking for, I also ran across 11 cans, my second Cacique bra (which at this point is a whole lot more robust than the other one), my MP3 player---I've been going crazy looking for that!, a LeSnobbi change purse, still in the box, and my copy of Whoever Fights Monsters, memoirs of one of the FBI's pioneers of profiling.

Of course, I now have a mess of stuff piled on my bed, which will undoubtedly be moved BACK onto my cedar chest so I can go to bed, but hey, I found some missing shit. Life is good.
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vanillafluffy: (Rose keyboard)
Leopard-print cardi love! Now I just need to find it in a 2x.



Meanwhile, I've been well-occupied today. Grabbed the constantly capsizing mountain of clothes off my cedar chest. Threw a load of colors in the wash, with a load of darks waiting its turn. If I do a load a day, I think I might actually be caught up sometime around April. Found my favorite sweater, the cranberry chenille one---alas, it's probably too late to do me any good this winter!

Also spent a chunk of time organizing my tags: I realized, when trying to locate The Ghost of a Junkyard Dog that an awful lot of my early fics weren't properly tagged. Some were under writing, or fic. Or they were only listed by the fandom. This inspired me to go through those tags and many more, and now the tag "author: vanillafluffy" is teeming with fics that haven't seen the light of day since they were posted. There may still be a few things buried in the archives, but I've now got 100 entries, from multi-part tales like "Seen and Unseen", to random drabbles that were posted and forgotten, to hardcore porn, to things I'd lost track of, like my first-ever House fic (which had a total of three reader comments).

Basic math says there are another hundred stories out there (My total number of fics posted at the Pit is 156, some of them multi-chaptered.), am I'm fatigued at the thought of posting and tagging all that. Add to that AO3, which has exactly FIVE of them and is a real pain-in-the-ass to import to---! Any thoughts on what I ought to do for redundancy? (God, I wish I'd hung onto that how to code textbook that HWSNBN left behind. I could build a website on [livejournal.com profile] sbjb's server if I knew what I was doing.)


A few more things that surfaced, cross-posted to [livejournal.com profile] bystanderfic:

By Dawn's Early Light Pirates of the Caribbean, dub-con (fuck or die), has a plot

Learning Experience Once Upon a Time in Mexico, elplicit slash, my rare PWP

Fortune Cookie Batman Begins, gen, starring one of my favorite OFCs ever

Underlying Causes House MD, gen, Rowan Chase's relationship with his son

Flying Towards Destiny The Mummy Returns, pre-slash*, Jonathan/Ardeth

Theatricality Batman Begins, gen, aging OFC

Cravings Once Upon a Time in Mexico, het sex and a blind voyeur

First Choice Nick of Time, gen, yeah, it's obscure

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* This was supposed to be the whole thing, self-contained. I let someone talk me into continuing it, and it's the only unfinished fic I have at the Pit. Just enjoy this as is.

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vanillafluffy: (Rose keyboard)
Leopard-print cardi love! Now I just need to find it in a 2x.



Meanwhile, I've been well-occupied today. Grabbed the constantly capsizing mountain of clothes off my cedar chest. Threw a load of colors in the wash, with a load of darks waiting its turn. If I do a load a day, I think I might actually be caught up sometime around April. Found my favorite sweater, the cranberry chenille one---alas, it's probably too late to do me any good this winter!

Also spent a chunk of time organizing my tags: I realized, when trying to locate The Ghost of a Junkyard Dog that an awful lot of my early fics weren't properly tagged. Some were under writing, or fic. Or they were only listed by the fandom. This inspired me to go through those tags and many more, and now the tag "author: vanillafluffy" is teeming with fics that haven't seen the light of day since they were posted. There may still be a few things buried in the archives, but I've now got 100 entries, from multi-part tales like "Seen and Unseen", to random drabbles that were posted and forgotten, to hardcore porn, to things I'd lost track of, like my first-ever House fic (which had a total of three reader comments).

Basic math says there are another hundred stories out there (My total number of fics posted at the Pit is 156, some of them multi-chaptered.), am I'm fatigued at the thought of posting and tagging all that. Add to that AO3, which has exactly FIVE of them and is a real pain-in-the-ass to import to---! Any thoughts on what I ought to do for redundancy? (God, I wish I'd hung onto that how to code textbook that HWSNBN left behind. I could build a website on [livejournal.com profile] sbjb's server if I knew what I was doing.)


A few more things that surfaced, cross-posted to [livejournal.com profile] bystanderfic:

By Dawn's Early Light Pirates of the Caribbean, dub-con (fuck or die), has a plot

Learning Experience Once Upon a Time in Mexico, elplicit slash, my rare PWP

Fortune Cookie Batman Begins, gen, starring one of my favorite OFCs ever

Underlying Causes House MD, gen, Rowan Chase's relationship with his son

Flying Towards Destiny The Mummy Returns, pre-slash*, Jonathan/Ardeth

Theatricality Batman Begins, gen, aging OFC

Cravings Once Upon a Time in Mexico, het sex and a blind voyeur

First Choice Nick of Time, gen, yeah, it's obscure

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* This was supposed to be the whole thing, self-contained. I let someone talk me into continuing it, and it's the only unfinished fic I have at the Pit. Just enjoy this as is.

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vanillafluffy: (Xmas doggie)
This evening, my office is 55F/12.7C, and I'm comfortable instead of miserable. It's amazing what a difference just a few degrees makes!

I'm enjoying the chance to wear jackets and coats again---including stuff I forgot I had. I rediscovered a plum-colored jacket last night. I got it early this year at Goodwill with GK. At the time, it barely closed. Now, well, I wouldn't call it relaxed fit, but I can close it. I just need to figure what I'm going to wear it with, since the last time I tried them on (this summer) my plum capris were sagging down my ass.

For that matter, when I put on my jacket to go out the other night, I realized that I didn't have to think about it. Last year, my shoulders gave me so much hell at the attempt that there were times I went without a coat of jacket just to avoid trying to struggle into it. And it's been a while since I automatically reached for the Excedrin-and-ibuprophen chaser as soon as I woke up. Big Thank You to The Universe for that!

And, in the vein of "I'm that much closer to having seen it all", here's a Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer/Police mashup:



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vanillafluffy: (Xmas doggie)
This evening, my office is 55F/12.7C, and I'm comfortable instead of miserable. It's amazing what a difference just a few degrees makes!

I'm enjoying the chance to wear jackets and coats again---including stuff I forgot I had. I rediscovered a plum-colored jacket last night. I got it early this year at Goodwill with GK. At the time, it barely closed. Now, well, I wouldn't call it relaxed fit, but I can close it. I just need to figure what I'm going to wear it with, since the last time I tried them on (this summer) my plum capris were sagging down my ass.

For that matter, when I put on my jacket to go out the other night, I realized that I didn't have to think about it. Last year, my shoulders gave me so much hell at the attempt that there were times I went without a coat of jacket just to avoid trying to struggle into it. And it's been a while since I automatically reached for the Excedrin-and-ibuprophen chaser as soon as I woke up. Big Thank You to The Universe for that!

And, in the vein of "I'm that much closer to having seen it all", here's a Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer/Police mashup:



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Teh shiny

Mar. 29th, 2010 04:50 pm
vanillafluffy: (Rings and pearls)
Chipping away at it...have been focusing on my bedroom, because I really want to have one space that doesn't get on my nerves. It's quite a bit better than it was, and I'm finding a lot of things that have been MIA.

Yesterday, I did indeed take the day off, including an afternoon/evening nap that had me up til an late-even-for-me 4AM...since it was technically no longer Sunday, I worked on the space under my bedside table. (The tabletop was done last week so I could park some stackable wicker drawers on it.) And looking around, I realized that on a scale from "condemned" to "ready for a visit from Martha Stewart", it's not horrible. Not wonderful---there are still several cartons of books stacked in a corner and the closet is less than accessible---but compared to 6-8 months ago, it *is* better.

Happily, I hit the *other* mother lode of shiny...finding Dad's Gulf pins the other day was one load off my mind---today I ran across MY shiny. Rings, pins, bracelets, earrings, etc., mostly silver and some sentimental costume stuff, that I've been collecting since 9th grade. At some point during one of the hurricanes, I'd bagged it all up in ziplock baggies for portability, and it never got sorted out or put back into a designated "jewelry box".

One thing that I always worry about when it comes to that is, if it's all too well-organized, what if I got burgled? They'd be able to find it! Of course, the fact that *I* can't always find it is something of a drawback....

Also heard from Mb---we both took extended Sunday naps and didn't hook up yesterday, but tomorrow she has a pleasant activity scheduled for us---she's going to kidnap me, take me up to her place, and I'm going to benefit from her winnowing out surplus in her freezer and pantry. Which means I need to spend some time going through my own freezer and seeing what's beyond the pale. I think there are a few pot pies in there from 2007....
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Teh shiny

Mar. 29th, 2010 04:50 pm
vanillafluffy: (Rings and pearls)
Chipping away at it...have been focusing on my bedroom, because I really want to have one space that doesn't get on my nerves. It's quite a bit better than it was, and I'm finding a lot of things that have been MIA.

Yesterday, I did indeed take the day off, including an afternoon/evening nap that had me up til an late-even-for-me 4AM...since it was technically no longer Sunday, I worked on the space under my bedside table. (The tabletop was done last week so I could park some stackable wicker drawers on it.) And looking around, I realized that on a scale from "condemned" to "ready for a visit from Martha Stewart", it's not horrible. Not wonderful---there are still several cartons of books stacked in a corner and the closet is less than accessible---but compared to 6-8 months ago, it *is* better.

Happily, I hit the *other* mother lode of shiny...finding Dad's Gulf pins the other day was one load off my mind---today I ran across MY shiny. Rings, pins, bracelets, earrings, etc., mostly silver and some sentimental costume stuff, that I've been collecting since 9th grade. At some point during one of the hurricanes, I'd bagged it all up in ziplock baggies for portability, and it never got sorted out or put back into a designated "jewelry box".

One thing that I always worry about when it comes to that is, if it's all too well-organized, what if I got burgled? They'd be able to find it! Of course, the fact that *I* can't always find it is something of a drawback....

Also heard from Mb---we both took extended Sunday naps and didn't hook up yesterday, but tomorrow she has a pleasant activity scheduled for us---she's going to kidnap me, take me up to her place, and I'm going to benefit from her winnowing out surplus in her freezer and pantry. Which means I need to spend some time going through my own freezer and seeing what's beyond the pale. I think there are a few pot pies in there from 2007....
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