What I will do to get out of doing what I love..
Everyone who knows me well knows my space is nearly always cluttered. I heard once that this is a sign of genius. Either that or I am convinced it's a sign of genius. Either way works, right?
At any rate, I've been asking for help for ages and ages for help in organizing the clutter that is this apartment. I haven't even properly unpacked ANYWHERE we've lived since Portland, but I've been here for four years now, almost, and I'm so sick of not knowing where anything is, or knowing that it's in a box in the closet that I can't get to. Also, despite all of the room in my bedroom alone, I couldn't even maneuver my wheelchair in here, and even walking was a pain in the butt (we have all of the dirty laundry in here, my compter is set up here, my beading table, etc.
But of course, despite my pleading nothing more than necessary cleaning has ever really been done. E helped unpack a few things last summer, and cleaned out my one storage closet in my bathroom. I started to feel more confident, however, because we recently acquired a very small Shop Vac, so I can finally vacuum from my wheelchair or even sitting on the floor if I need to. So, I spent last week cleaning. Really cleaning. My bedroom is almost completely organized, except for a few boxes that need going through, and the laundry needs to be done, but I haven't figured out a way that I ca n actually do that myself, yet. Which sucks because I actually LIKE doing laundry, and I HATE waiting on others to do it.
Now, the top of my desk pretty much only consists of things I need on the the top of my desk. My craft table still has one pile of papers that is organized, it just needs a place to file it. My main filing box is completely full, and I have a small portable file but I don't want to shove everything in there, as if it would fit, anyway! The floors have been vacuumed and picked over to be sure they're super clean. I've gone under and behind most everything, except the TV in the living room, which area I cannot reach without falling over, and the boys room. I found clothing I thought was lost forever. I picked out the best artwork the kids have done that I want to hang on the walls, but don't have anything yet to hang them with. E put up the new black cabinet he put together and gave me for our anniversary right next to my bed, and I cleaned out the the bookshelf in the living room which was doing absolutely NOTHING but holding papers we didn't feel like looking at..haven't moved it yet, but we will eventually. I have also today organized the food cupboard in the kitchen. I've been trying to keep up with the kitchen but also feel like I'd like to leave SOMETHING for others to do, though I'm not sure anyone is getting the hint. LOL.
Unfortunately, I clearly over exerted myself. Today, even though I went to bed pretty late last night, after deciding I was “pretty much” done, I was still up fairly early, still trying to clean anything I may have missed, but at the same time, I could barely keep my head up. I was falling asleep at my desk while trying to write, which has only happened 3 times in the past, the last 2 times because I had a severe tooth infection. If this is the case, I'm super pissed at myself for 1) getting to this point again, and 2) not changing my insurance to a particular carrier last month like I had intended, so I could visit a dentist OTHER than the family health center because I HATE that place so very much. There doesn't seem to be a particular tooth that's bothering me though...my right cheek is a bit sore, kind of like the time when I got a clogged duct, and then it'll go away and my jaw might hurt for a little bit, and then I'll feel fine, but I feel very sick. In fact, I had to give up typing this after the first paragraph took a half hour because I couldn't even type (took a nap, I still feel very ill, but I can type now!).
I cannot wait to get something to put all of these pictures up that the boys did, and of course all their Kessler Star awards, and I really can't wait for the laundry to get done. I asked E to get 20.00 in quarters today, and I called ahead, they said it was fine as I'd be in a wheelchair in the rain if I'd been going with, but he forgot to bring the paper with the name of the person who Okay'd it. So, when he got there, I guess the teller gave him a bit of a hard time, and he only came home with ten dollars worth of quarters. I think that pile is going to need at least another ten. However, I hate asking for rides unless I absolutely have to. I think N from the church that helps us out is still in China (she's okay, thank goodness, she emailed me last week to let me know all was well, I was really worried as I knew she'd be visiting Tienanmen Square and there was that wreck/attack there that had killed two tourists). I thought she was only going to be gone a couple of weeks, but I must have misheard. I do that. :p At any rate, I miss her smiling face. She's one of the most amazing people I've met since moving here-I guess the few amazing people I've met is one reason I'm not in a huge rush to take off.
Gavin's announcing or “script” at the Veteran's Day concert went well, he said! He said someone was filming it, but he has no idea who or for what. He made it sound like it was a cinch. I knew he could do it. Today he went on a tirade on how everyone should appreciate and thank Veterans. And I do mean a tirade, because he was yelling! I told him he was absolutely right, but no one in this home would argue with that!! I think he was upset because I found out one of his friends' Dad is an Army Vet , and another kid said that “Vets suck.” (OMG. What an ass.) The other kid said, “hey, my Dad is a Vet!” And I guess the other kid apologized, but still. It clearly upset Gavin. It upset me as well, because you know that kid got that from somewhere, and it's usually from a parent or another adult figure in their lives. And like I told a friend last night who is a Veteran: most liberals I know like myself may be against war, but we are NEVER against the troops and NEVER against Vets, not EVER! No matter what some conservatives try to say about us! I'm sure there is some liberals out there who hate the people who are fighting for our country as much as the war, but to my knowledge, I don't personally know any. I've never served, my health would never have allowed it anyway, but a lot of my family has, and I have friends who have as well.
Anyway, so after Ed got the quarters ,well, half of them, he ran to the store. I gave him a VERY specific list, as he is on this thing where he's scared we'll end up like last month, but he's so scared that he's just not buying much of ANYTHING at all. Including things that will spread to more good things. Another reason I wish I could get out more. Anyway, I told him that my tea wasn't giving me enough of a caffeine kick today, but since my teeth might be giving me trouble. Soda was also a bad idea (we'd given that up but in a caffeine emergency when we are dead broke, it's cheaper than buying coffee). I told him which coffee I wanted and said to get any creamer (regular half and half preferred) but DO NOT get Hazelnut or M academia as I hate nut flavored creamers/syrups in my coffee (with the exception of almond. I LOVE almond). Poor guy, came home with K-cups (we don't have one of those) and Hazelnut creamer. I was actually a bit worried about breaking the news to him that not only did he get the creamer I specifically said not to get, but that he got coffee we simply couldn’t use! He took the news better than I thought he would, though he did point out that if I hadn't said anything about Hazelnut he wouldn't have gotten it at all. Err. Somehow, I believe him. Yet, I bet if I didn't say anything, and he got it, I'd get blamed for not saying anything. We all know how this works! LOL
I didn't feel like picking a fight though.
My NaNoWriMo didn't start out so well. I was going to do the partially fictional memoir, however, when I started writing it in the Catholic School time period, I didn't know where to go with it, so I'm pushing it to a later date, and I think I have a plot idea for it as well, since it's a mostly fictional memoir.
Anyway, yeah, back to work then. Posting this on live journal, and seeing how it goes if I link it to Facebook, since this is obviously too long now for a status update.
I'm starting to get really woozy again, and it's getting harder to type...I may have to call it a night and hope that tomorrow I feel well enough to really get to writing!
At any rate, I've been asking for help for ages and ages for help in organizing the clutter that is this apartment. I haven't even properly unpacked ANYWHERE we've lived since Portland, but I've been here for four years now, almost, and I'm so sick of not knowing where anything is, or knowing that it's in a box in the closet that I can't get to. Also, despite all of the room in my bedroom alone, I couldn't even maneuver my wheelchair in here, and even walking was a pain in the butt (we have all of the dirty laundry in here, my compter is set up here, my beading table, etc.
But of course, despite my pleading nothing more than necessary cleaning has ever really been done. E helped unpack a few things last summer, and cleaned out my one storage closet in my bathroom. I started to feel more confident, however, because we recently acquired a very small Shop Vac, so I can finally vacuum from my wheelchair or even sitting on the floor if I need to. So, I spent last week cleaning. Really cleaning. My bedroom is almost completely organized, except for a few boxes that need going through, and the laundry needs to be done, but I haven't figured out a way that I ca n actually do that myself, yet. Which sucks because I actually LIKE doing laundry, and I HATE waiting on others to do it.
Now, the top of my desk pretty much only consists of things I need on the the top of my desk. My craft table still has one pile of papers that is organized, it just needs a place to file it. My main filing box is completely full, and I have a small portable file but I don't want to shove everything in there, as if it would fit, anyway! The floors have been vacuumed and picked over to be sure they're super clean. I've gone under and behind most everything, except the TV in the living room, which area I cannot reach without falling over, and the boys room. I found clothing I thought was lost forever. I picked out the best artwork the kids have done that I want to hang on the walls, but don't have anything yet to hang them with. E put up the new black cabinet he put together and gave me for our anniversary right next to my bed, and I cleaned out the the bookshelf in the living room which was doing absolutely NOTHING but holding papers we didn't feel like looking at..haven't moved it yet, but we will eventually. I have also today organized the food cupboard in the kitchen. I've been trying to keep up with the kitchen but also feel like I'd like to leave SOMETHING for others to do, though I'm not sure anyone is getting the hint. LOL.
Unfortunately, I clearly over exerted myself. Today, even though I went to bed pretty late last night, after deciding I was “pretty much” done, I was still up fairly early, still trying to clean anything I may have missed, but at the same time, I could barely keep my head up. I was falling asleep at my desk while trying to write, which has only happened 3 times in the past, the last 2 times because I had a severe tooth infection. If this is the case, I'm super pissed at myself for 1) getting to this point again, and 2) not changing my insurance to a particular carrier last month like I had intended, so I could visit a dentist OTHER than the family health center because I HATE that place so very much. There doesn't seem to be a particular tooth that's bothering me though...my right cheek is a bit sore, kind of like the time when I got a clogged duct, and then it'll go away and my jaw might hurt for a little bit, and then I'll feel fine, but I feel very sick. In fact, I had to give up typing this after the first paragraph took a half hour because I couldn't even type (took a nap, I still feel very ill, but I can type now!).
I cannot wait to get something to put all of these pictures up that the boys did, and of course all their Kessler Star awards, and I really can't wait for the laundry to get done. I asked E to get 20.00 in quarters today, and I called ahead, they said it was fine as I'd be in a wheelchair in the rain if I'd been going with, but he forgot to bring the paper with the name of the person who Okay'd it. So, when he got there, I guess the teller gave him a bit of a hard time, and he only came home with ten dollars worth of quarters. I think that pile is going to need at least another ten. However, I hate asking for rides unless I absolutely have to. I think N from the church that helps us out is still in China (she's okay, thank goodness, she emailed me last week to let me know all was well, I was really worried as I knew she'd be visiting Tienanmen Square and there was that wreck/attack there that had killed two tourists). I thought she was only going to be gone a couple of weeks, but I must have misheard. I do that. :p At any rate, I miss her smiling face. She's one of the most amazing people I've met since moving here-I guess the few amazing people I've met is one reason I'm not in a huge rush to take off.
Gavin's announcing or “script” at the Veteran's Day concert went well, he said! He said someone was filming it, but he has no idea who or for what. He made it sound like it was a cinch. I knew he could do it. Today he went on a tirade on how everyone should appreciate and thank Veterans. And I do mean a tirade, because he was yelling! I told him he was absolutely right, but no one in this home would argue with that!! I think he was upset because I found out one of his friends' Dad is an Army Vet , and another kid said that “Vets suck.” (OMG. What an ass.) The other kid said, “hey, my Dad is a Vet!” And I guess the other kid apologized, but still. It clearly upset Gavin. It upset me as well, because you know that kid got that from somewhere, and it's usually from a parent or another adult figure in their lives. And like I told a friend last night who is a Veteran: most liberals I know like myself may be against war, but we are NEVER against the troops and NEVER against Vets, not EVER! No matter what some conservatives try to say about us! I'm sure there is some liberals out there who hate the people who are fighting for our country as much as the war, but to my knowledge, I don't personally know any. I've never served, my health would never have allowed it anyway, but a lot of my family has, and I have friends who have as well.
Anyway, so after Ed got the quarters ,well, half of them, he ran to the store. I gave him a VERY specific list, as he is on this thing where he's scared we'll end up like last month, but he's so scared that he's just not buying much of ANYTHING at all. Including things that will spread to more good things. Another reason I wish I could get out more. Anyway, I told him that my tea wasn't giving me enough of a caffeine kick today, but since my teeth might be giving me trouble. Soda was also a bad idea (we'd given that up but in a caffeine emergency when we are dead broke, it's cheaper than buying coffee). I told him which coffee I wanted and said to get any creamer (regular half and half preferred) but DO NOT get Hazelnut or M academia as I hate nut flavored creamers/syrups in my coffee (with the exception of almond. I LOVE almond). Poor guy, came home with K-cups (we don't have one of those) and Hazelnut creamer. I was actually a bit worried about breaking the news to him that not only did he get the creamer I specifically said not to get, but that he got coffee we simply couldn’t use! He took the news better than I thought he would, though he did point out that if I hadn't said anything about Hazelnut he wouldn't have gotten it at all. Err. Somehow, I believe him. Yet, I bet if I didn't say anything, and he got it, I'd get blamed for not saying anything. We all know how this works! LOL
I didn't feel like picking a fight though.
My NaNoWriMo didn't start out so well. I was going to do the partially fictional memoir, however, when I started writing it in the Catholic School time period, I didn't know where to go with it, so I'm pushing it to a later date, and I think I have a plot idea for it as well, since it's a mostly fictional memoir.
Anyway, yeah, back to work then. Posting this on live journal, and seeing how it goes if I link it to Facebook, since this is obviously too long now for a status update.
I'm starting to get really woozy again, and it's getting harder to type...I may have to call it a night and hope that tomorrow I feel well enough to really get to writing!