Good golly, what a day!
Jul. 6th, 2018 09:16 pmToday GK was on the schedule to come over and we were going to work on the living room. Supposedly 11:30-3:30, or thereabouts. It was actually closer to one when she finally showed, but I actually got her services for a full three hours (plus an excursion to Penzeys Spices to take advantage of their giveaway--seriously, if you aren't signed up with them, I recommend it: they have a lot of deals including outright giveaways).
Anyway, my living room and I benefited from her tornado of energy. I had about a dozen random boxes strewn around--they landed there after working on my bedroom, the office, didn't get unpacked after the move, etc). They're gone. The cans are gone, the Christmas decorations are packed away in the shed, I have epic piles of clothes clogging my laundry area, and I found a bunch of summer weight tops include several I love deeply--I'm really glad that I'll be able to get another season's wear out of them before they're forever Too Big.
Thinking that GK was going to be there by noonish--HA!--I only had toast for breakfast. I'll be the first to admit that she did all the heavy lifting. (There's no way I could do what she did in the same length of time. Just no way.) Mostly I sat and sorted...that took a lot out of me, because I was dealing with All Her Questions--"Where does this go? Are you keeping that? What are we going to do with this thing? Do you ever use that?" and barrages like: "No! Don't just put it down in another pile! Where does it go? Do you need it? Where are you going to put it right now?" and so on. Literally hundreds of questions, which I find exhausting on several levels. She's exemplary at organizing tasks and getting them thoroughly done, not just pushing them around, which, I confess, is my problem. I get distracted in no time flat, or flat-out overwhelmed. I need her--but a little goes a long way.
By four, we had the living room overhauled--holy crap, I've got FLOOR!--so we ran up to Penzeys. I ended up spending $10, which was more than I'd planned on (came across a blend called "Turkish", which smells like falafel. I know falafel is made from chickpeas, but it's seasoned with something--I'm thinking of trying in with a box of cornbread mix. What the hell, for $3.50, I'm willing to experiment.
On the way home, we stopped at Little Cesar's, where I snagged the first pizza I've had in months. The toast had worn off by then, and I was ravenous. When you're that hungry, even cheap pizza tastes good.
So at this point, I have stacks of laundry to deal with, there are boxes on my bed, there was a box on my office chair that I shifted to type this, boxes in the kitchen and bathroom--the downside to GK is that things only ever seem to get about 4/5ths done*--but it's so much better than it was.
We're planning to have a day of just DIY in the near future: Hanging rods/curtains, shelves, fixing the drawer that GK managed to yank off its tracks some months ago (granted, it's really fucking cheap construction, but still!) and so on. Maybe even hanging the damn pegboard in my kitchen. I've literally had it for two years, it would certainly help tidy up my kitchen.
Okay, enough of my prattle. Now to write something!
Love to all!
* I know, that seems contradictory, saying she's so thorough and then that things only get 80% done. I mean, we went through every single freaking box that was sitting out there. She reorganized things that weren't even on my radar. The trouble is, once things are in those boxes destined for the bedroom or the kitchen, et al, all I can think of to do is find a place for it where it's out of the way. The living room looks great, the rest of the house has gotten messier.
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Anyway, my living room and I benefited from her tornado of energy. I had about a dozen random boxes strewn around--they landed there after working on my bedroom, the office, didn't get unpacked after the move, etc). They're gone. The cans are gone, the Christmas decorations are packed away in the shed, I have epic piles of clothes clogging my laundry area, and I found a bunch of summer weight tops include several I love deeply--I'm really glad that I'll be able to get another season's wear out of them before they're forever Too Big.
Thinking that GK was going to be there by noonish--HA!--I only had toast for breakfast. I'll be the first to admit that she did all the heavy lifting. (There's no way I could do what she did in the same length of time. Just no way.) Mostly I sat and sorted...that took a lot out of me, because I was dealing with All Her Questions--"Where does this go? Are you keeping that? What are we going to do with this thing? Do you ever use that?" and barrages like: "No! Don't just put it down in another pile! Where does it go? Do you need it? Where are you going to put it right now?" and so on. Literally hundreds of questions, which I find exhausting on several levels. She's exemplary at organizing tasks and getting them thoroughly done, not just pushing them around, which, I confess, is my problem. I get distracted in no time flat, or flat-out overwhelmed. I need her--but a little goes a long way.
By four, we had the living room overhauled--holy crap, I've got FLOOR!--so we ran up to Penzeys. I ended up spending $10, which was more than I'd planned on (came across a blend called "Turkish", which smells like falafel. I know falafel is made from chickpeas, but it's seasoned with something--I'm thinking of trying in with a box of cornbread mix. What the hell, for $3.50, I'm willing to experiment.
On the way home, we stopped at Little Cesar's, where I snagged the first pizza I've had in months. The toast had worn off by then, and I was ravenous. When you're that hungry, even cheap pizza tastes good.
So at this point, I have stacks of laundry to deal with, there are boxes on my bed, there was a box on my office chair that I shifted to type this, boxes in the kitchen and bathroom--the downside to GK is that things only ever seem to get about 4/5ths done*--but it's so much better than it was.
We're planning to have a day of just DIY in the near future: Hanging rods/curtains, shelves, fixing the drawer that GK managed to yank off its tracks some months ago (granted, it's really fucking cheap construction, but still!) and so on. Maybe even hanging the damn pegboard in my kitchen. I've literally had it for two years, it would certainly help tidy up my kitchen.
Okay, enough of my prattle. Now to write something!
Love to all!
* I know, that seems contradictory, saying she's so thorough and then that things only get 80% done. I mean, we went through every single freaking box that was sitting out there. She reorganized things that weren't even on my radar. The trouble is, once things are in those boxes destined for the bedroom or the kitchen, et al, all I can think of to do is find a place for it where it's out of the way. The living room looks great, the rest of the house has gotten messier.
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