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.
If you cannot make your own household maintenance, store-bought is ok
WROD. If it wasn't that moving everything in order to hire a deep cleaning service pretty much equals put it all in storage, we'd be getting quotes right now. As it is, if/when we eventually sell this place and move, hiring a cleaning service for every other week will happen.
If it wasn't that moving everything in order to hire a deep cleaning service pretty much equals put it all in storage, we'd be getting quotes right now.
Yeah, I don't know what kind of logistics the deep cleaning is going to entail. We might have to move stuff into storage and/or temporarily move into an apartment. But it has to happen, so it will, one way or the other.
We've had household cleaning help for as long as I can remember. We both work and the floors would never be done without help. Brendon calls it the reboot day.
omg I hate iTunes and their stupid library. I have had my music on a HardDrive for years, it is full. I got a new HardDrive that is bigger. I am copying it over.
HardDrive has also been off the laptop for a bit and iTunes had reset the library to the laptop drive at some point. I reset it to the correct location ANDdddddd, it cannot "find" over 2000 songs. I can find them, but even when I locate for the stupid computer the file location of song 1 on an album, it says it cannot find anymore.
SO. one my one, I click click click click locating songs.
HATES!!!
Something I'm doing when we finish all this medical catch-up is scheduling a regular podiatrist appointment. I have difficult feet, with more than one issue, and I'm getting less enthusiastic about dealing with it myself. So...I procrastinate, and then it's even harder to get motivated...enough! I will pay a medical professional to do it right and stop delaying and regretting and and and.
When this latest cull and purge is done in my walk-in closet, I intend to hire a cleaner to come in every two weeks to do baths and floors. H procrastinates on vacuuming because he feels it's my job. A. I never look at the floor--seriously I lived in my first apartment six months before I noticed how filthy the kitchen floor was. B. I hate the vacuum cleaner. Like, hate.it. Mostly the noise, but also the backing up into my toes--ow. And emptying the thing, and cutting hair off the roller brush. If I had my way all the carpet would go, replaced by good quality vinyl (hardwood's a pipe dream) I could run a swiffer over twice daily and sing the whole time. Barring that, hiring a cleaner for the floors and the baths. Everything else, we can do ourselves.
Also, yay, Karl! I know that sense of relief.
People, just a note here. Pfizer number two has kicked my ass pretty hard. Three days of worse-than-flu-like aches and semi-diarhea and falling asleep...everywhere, all the time. Today is better. But even with the miserable, having gotten the vaccine is a huge relief. Worth it.
The rest of the rooms in the house are not Hoarders-style full of stuff, so I don't think the situation is too bad, but even so, Jesus Fucking Christ, I am so ashamed that this happened in even one room. God. Fucking mold. Fucking hoarders shit.
As ND says, sometimes there is not much you can do. As some on here can attest, I am the furthest thing from a hoarder but ended up having a mildew/mold issue this past summer. Just a bad combination of 1) cramming everything into the walk-in closet to accommodate two people in my tiny place; 2) increased humidity in an apartment with no ventilation, and 3) not being able to open the windows because of the wildfire smoke. At least, that's what I think it was.
In any case, it was exhausting to deal with since I basically had to go through everything, wash everything I could (white vinegar works wonders), and toss a whole bunch of stuff beyond redemption (which included things from my mother). The only good thing that came out of it was that the purging ended up being very good for my psyche since I realized I was holding on to things I shouldn't be. It has been about nine months and there are no signs of the problem returning, so here's hoping it is easily remediated for you.
On the mold front, it sucks, but it's not your fault.
Keep that in mind. Mold wants to happen. All life forms are very opportunistic including fungus.
SO. one my one, I click click click click locating songs.
I've been there and I've done that. But you won't have to do EVERY song. Eventually your computer will re-map where it's supposed to go. I don't know HOW it does that but it does.
Great news, Karl!
Something I'm doing when we finish all this medical catch-up is scheduling a regular podiatrist appointment.
Yeah, me too. Well, not regular, but at least one. And a dermatologist. Price of aging, I guess.
My wife is gonna fly to New Orleans (from Brazil) tonight and get herself a shot tomorrow. She arrives, great a shot, and tests right away then gets 36 hours in New Orleans alone before boarding another flight to come home!
I am jealous (though i may do the same thing in a week if all goes well), amazed at how easy it is to get a shot appointment in Louisiana (the Walmart had like 16 slots open for Friday), excited that she will be partially protected soon, frustrated that the US seems to have all this extra vaccine but still isn't distributing it well / sharing it well with the rest of the world. Many feelings.
I’m glad Karl and Gris’s wife are getting their shots.
The shingles shot I got on Tuesday hit me about as hard as Pfizer no. 2. And there’s another one coming the end of June. Yay. Still, better than getting shingles. I have so much deferred maintenance, what with being 53 and kinda slack about scheduling things going into COVID. This will be Calli’s summer of medical appointments. Good thing I have a ton of accumulated sick leave.