at 10:30am i had eaten, bathed, played some x-box games, watched a bit of tv, moved 9 boxes of baby clothes downstairs, unburied the wardrobe in the front bedroom (but in doing so, buried the computer desk), emptied two boxes, and fallen on the stairs wrenching my shoulder and thumb badly in catching myself. the good news is i’ve moved on from being frustrated at ted for all the useless shit Important Stuff he owns to being frustrated with myself for all the useless shit Important Stuff i own. at…
Tag: daily life
weekend & thinks
We had a family barbeque on Saturday, which was lovely. (BBQ for, not of, the family, for the pedantic among you.) Ted even made baked beans, which om nom nom. :) I failed a third time to make decent ice cream, which is really pissing me off. I pride myself on my ability to make dessert, but custards are apparently not my strong suit. I have been given a non-custard recipe that Fred and Bryant swear by, so I guess I’ll have to try that. *sigh* Yesterday I went to…
first place!
I believe The Last Days of Ancient Sunlight may have just shot into first place in the arts category on the Guinness site, with just under 500 votes now. o.o In the meantime, the Swan River Press project thinks it’s going to catch up to me, but I will generously allow him a second place, er, placement. :) I have gotten my inbox down to under 80 emails, nearly every one of which is work-related. I’m not kidding myself: the new Gmail tabs have helped with this, as there are…
busy day
Ted was off work today, so I brought the boys to the zoo, got them in on the family pass that has my name/picture on it, and went off to town to work. And work I did. I answered the critical emails that were piled up in my inbox and managed to triage another 500 or so. (And I still have 800 left, gah.) I spent time actually unflagging things because right now Gmail thinks EVERY EMAIL is Important, and I want to be able to use that feature for…
Sigh.
Unpacking shoes and hair styling things is like unpacking a paean to the person I obviously wish I was. :p Nearly unworn heels, bought in a fit of I don’t even know what, except the joy of having discovered heels that were wide enough for my feet. A couple pair have reasonably low heels; I remember thinking they might be walkable-in. And maybe they are, if I was someone else who wore clothes that one wears heels with. And walked less than an average of 5 miles a day. And.…