I was randomly checking for vaccine appointments tonight, and Walgreens just released a bunch of appointment slots. I scheduled my first and second dose! March 24th, here we come!
'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
Natter 77: I miss my friends. I miss my enemies. I miss the people I talked to every day.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I was randomly checking for vaccine appointments tonight, and Walgreens just released a bunch of appointment slots. I scheduled my first and second dose! March 24th, here we come!
Woot! I should get on that shit.
Did everyone but me know that David Tennant has a podcast where he basically just interviews his friends and people he's worked with? I've listened to a bunch of episodes this weekend and they're just lovely. I particularly recommend the ones with Michael Sheen and Olivia Colman, where you can just feel how much they care for each other. It's like listening to some old friends catch up with each other for an hour and compliment each other, and it's given me a real (and much needed) boost of serotonin. Highly recommended.
Oh, yes, Tennant’s podcast is lovely!
Yay vaccine appointment, shrift!
I spent a good chunk of yesterday getting my apartment ready to receive furniture I’d lent to Amyth. Her high school and college friends are doing most of her apartment cleaning, and much as I’d like to be helpful, that’s probably just as well. The cleaning on my end took a good chunk of the day. It was the bookcase, mostly. It’s not just rehousing that, it’s finding new spots for all the contents. Eventually the dressers I’m getting back may go to my great niece, if she (or more realistically, her mom) wants them. They’re decent furniture—solid oak with carved floral bits.
amyparker, thank you so much for posting Amyth's obituary. It's beautiful.
Calli, that's a lot, in terms of work done, and emotional labor, too.
Cass, some years back, I ended up needing a biopsy because of some weird blood thing. The results ended up being, "Well, that was weird, but it's not a problem, just weirdness." I wish you my just-weirdness.
eta: My timing is, as usual, terrible. Oh, well ::sigh::
dcp, I have had that feeling before, but by the same token, that's one of the things I like best about Natter. It's not sustained conversation about anything — it's sustained natter about everything. Maybe that's why your Christmas cactus felt free to let its freak flag fly.
Sheryl, my sleep (which is seldom normal) has been more irregular than usual, I think because of the time change. I hope you had a better rest last night.
Beverly, I hope you feel better.
Shrift, I'm glad you're getting jabbed.
Woot! I should get on that shit.
Get a move on, Hec.
Love to all. Also love to dcp's cactus update. And thank you for All Things Amyth's updates. It helps to read them.
But I do have to report that having to move four full archival boxes one floor up when the elevator is broken gets very little love from me.
Nice meara, Cindy. A good meara is a thing of beauty. As is, you know, actual meara.
Yay, shrift! My DP got his notification from the county yesterday at the same time I was out getting jabbed, so he goes in Wednesday for his first. So awesome.
I had a morning meeting (a good one!), a jab, some WoW, picked up the keys and met the very pleasant landlords yesterday. A good day. Forgive the crappy sentence construction. It's pre-coffee.
Today I'm guessing more WoW and maybe a drive. Next three days are all packing. It's finally at the "we can live without [x] for three days in the interest of being fully packed" phase of things.
When do you make the move, Jen?
For me, the most difficult part of packing and moving is also the most satisfying — the purging. I started it in college, when moving home for summers/back for the school year. I ask myself, "Do I really want to pack and lug this thing, then find a place for it, or would it be better to get rid of it?" Then I make myself be brutally honest.
Since we've lived in this house going on 18 years, I'm well overdue. I should probably just play the purge game without an impending move.
That's how we started lockdown, by purging.
Actually we started lockdown by me saying "Look, I just got laid off because I'm not allowed to work in the office and I'm not allowed to do that work from home, so I'm going to spend 4 hours every morning split between hustling new work and putting out product for income, and after that I will be at your disposal." That lasted a whole week before my husband couldn't stand having two other people in the house who "weren't doing anything" (Mal and I were both on our computers, doing school or work) so he decided that we would all tackle big family projects.
It's fun when his OCD bounces off my anxiety/depression.
But we purged so much we were able to get rid of our storage unit (and thus cut costs) and clear out half the basement and my office.
y. A good meara is a thing of beauty. As is, you know, actual meara.
Awww thanks!
Purging is good. My problem tends to be there’s a lot of shit I’m like “sure, get rid of it!” But then I get hung up on can I trash it or recycle it or donate it or give it to someone on buy nothing who will want it or what. And it ends up in a pile, sitting there, not being purged at all.