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Nov. 19th, 2014 10:09 am
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Since I signed up for the most recent multi-fandom friending meme, I thought I should write a little introduction to myself, just in case anyone pops over here from there.

Note 25 Sept 2015: I'm dealing with breast cancer right now, and I talk about it uncut. I'm doing well and not in any danger, but I know that many people would rather not read about it. I should be past everything but the tamoxifen by the end of this year.

Bits and pieces about me. Possibly more than you ever wanted to know. )

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I mirror at least 95% of my content on LJ and DW. Read where you're most comfortable.

My friending policy is pretty open. If you want to read my journal, go ahead. I won't mind. I don't automatically read in return. I used to, but my time's a little more limited now than it was then. If you feel like dropping me a comment to let me know why you friended me, I'd appreciate it. Sometimes I have no idea at all and wonder.

If I'm reading you, I'm interested in something that's in your journal. I don't expect to be read in return but certainly won't mind if I am. I know that I have more time for reading online than most people do, and I know that my entries about my every day life, parenting, chores, etc. aren't of much interest to most people. That's all fine.

I don't lock very much. Right now, it's just an occasional post about my adolescent daughter. She's embarrassed by me talking about her online, so this is a compromise. My book logging, DVD logging and fic announcements will always be unlocked.

Also, if you stop reading my journal, feel free to take me off your list. I won't be upset. (Though if I think we know each other well or if we're acquainted offline, I may inquire as to why.) I may or may not stop reading you in response. It will depend on what sort of content you post and whether or not you lock most of of it.

I don't post fics on LJ or DW. I don't post fic fragments on LJ or DW. My fic can be found at my website or at AO3 ([archiveofourown.org profile] the_rck) or, for those things not explicit, at fanfiction.net as therck. I mostly write for Weiss Kreuz and The Chronicles of Narnia, but I've written a fic or two in a wide variety of fandoms for various exchanges.

I don't often use cut tags. Mostly, I use them for lists where I think people will only be interested in some items and for discussions of writing that go more than a paragraph or two or that have details that I think might bother some readers.
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I’ve done laundry (it’s in the dryer, at least) and gotten a start on changing our sheets. I got enough done with the sheets that it shouldn’t take long to finish. I just need to find some oomph from somewhere. I’m not sure why putting pillows in pillowcases is so very, very hard. I kind of want a nap just from what I’ve done so far, but I really can’t do that comfortably until I finish putting the bed back together.

I’ve written about 500 words on the pinch hit. I told the moderator that I would like to keep it because I’m pleased with the story that’s taking form in my head. I’m not sure how long it will end up being, but I think it will be at least 4000 words. I’m hoping not to go over 5000, but who knows? As long as it gets done.

I’m holding off on the Amber AU fic right now because I think I need a little distance to spot where I need to start cutting things. Nothing there is actually out and out obviously wrong, but it may not belong where it is or be necessary to explicitly put in the text at all.

The phone in the basement is still working, and it’s been ringing on and off this morning. At least one call was likely the pharmacy saying that my prescriptions are ready, but I haven’t wanted to try to rush down the stairs to get the phone when it’s either that or spam.
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We ended up going out for dinner last night. We tried the new place near us. I don’t think we’ll go back. The food was excellent, but the prices were high and the portions tiny. The assumption is that a single person will buy two or even three dishes that cost between $10 and $20 each. Scott got lamb meatballs. There were four of them with a fancy sauce and crushed hazelnuts and nothing else. I had salmon pate with four tiny bits of bread. There was a lot more pate than I could fit on those. That was $13. Cordelia had a fancy omelette with goat cheese. She wasn’t impressed. She ate it all, but she wasn’t pleased. I’m not sure how much that cost.

I think it’s a restaurant that might do well in downtown Ann Arbor or in a different neighborhood, but this location is fairly far out from downtown and located right on the edge of the engineering campus. This is not a high end neighborhood, so they’re only going to do well if people come in from elsewhere. The other restaurants in the area are things like Subway and Panera and a low price Chinese delivery place (the only place I could order food on Christmas when I was stuck at home).

Service was middling. The waitress paid attention to allergies, but she also left us alone for quite a while before taking our orders. I think we waited ten to fifteen minutes for her to return to take our order. She also assured me that what I ordered would come out fast because I was getting very close to my 8:00 can’t eat more time, but my food came out more than ten minutes after Scott’s and more than five minutes after Cordelia’s. Also they were out of indoor seating, so we were outside. It was kind of unpleasant. I found the table unpleasant to touch but kept trying to rest my arm on it.

We ended up going by McDonald’s so that Scott could buy a sandwich. Cordelia felt she’d had adequate food, and it was late enough that I couldn’t eat anything else anyway.

We didn’t make it to the library before it closed, so I put a bunch of things in the outside dropbox. Either I’ll go in by bus in the next couple of days, or I’ll get Scott to drive me down there to pick up my hold.

The only solution Comcast could come up with for the tangle their system had made of our request for service was to cancel absolutely everything and start over. They said we should have service this evening some time. I’ll believe it when it happens.

I’m looking at my wishlist on Amazon, and there’s a book I put on my private list because it was out of print and far too expensive to consider buying, especially given that I haven’t read it before. (It wasn’t anywhere in our ILL system.) It was about $150 for a used paperback copy. Right now, there are three copies, from different sellers with good ratings, all priced between $15 and $22. That’s a lot of money for a new to me book by an author I don’t know much about, but it’s a lot less than it was. I don’t know. I don’t remember, at this point, where I saw the book recommended, so I can’t judge based on that.

I’m drinking chai with stevia this morning. I don’t know that that’s what I’ll do long term. If I want to, I’ll have to have Scott stop and buy more because I’ve only got three bags left. I need him to pick up a couple of prescriptions tonight anyway. There was something else— possibly more than one thing— I wanted from the store… What was it? Well, I’ve got a few hours to remember.
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I have two writing dilemmas. The first, I think I just need to sleep on because making decisions is beyond what I can do right this second. That’s about the pinch hit I signed up for. I had settled on a story idea and started research, but now the moderators tell me that someone else has offered for it. I had told them that my canon knowledge was not all that firm, and they’re giving me the option to keep the pinch hit or to pass it on. I’m torn because I have a story in my head now, not in detail but still there. If I don’t write it for this, I probably won’t write it at all. On the other hand, maybe I should pass the thing on to someone else who has a better grasp of canon. Would that be better for the recipient?

The second has to do with figuring out how to extricate myself from my Iddy Iddy Bang Bang story. The problem there is that I never had any sort of end/goal/direction in mind. I probably could keep writing forever with the characters having the sorts of conversations that I enjoy writing (and reading) but that will make most readers want to throw rocks at them to make them shut up and *do* something. There’re also some issues of consistency in characterization that I have no idea how to fix in the time I’ve got. I didn’t bother being too picky about it as I wrote because, well, this is the idfic equivalent of… I’m not sure what, actually. I was going to say an infodump, but that’s not it at all. But I just came out with whatever occurred to me in the moment. When a story’s only in my head, that doesn’t matter.

At any rate, I think that the central character question of the story is, ah, tangential to most of what I’ve written. There’s a good bit of porn, and it doesn’t actually connect very strongly to the decisions my POV character needs to make. It’s just there because I had fun writing it.

Babbling about an Amber AU fic. Darkish with non-specific references to bad things happening. A lot of noodling about characterization decisions. )
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Okay, I’ve been groggy all day, but I had eight ounces of orange juice with psyllium husks about an hour ago, and I’ve slowly started to feel better. I can’t have the psyllium within one hour, either direction, of taking medicine, though, so that’s not viable as an early morning thing.

Scott has been on the phone with Comcast for about three hours now. The difficulties getting our service going appear to be entirely bureaucratic and rather Catch-22 in nature. Scott’s talked to three or four different people without getting things sorted and is currently on hold. The impression I’m getting from listening is that the support people really don’t have any clue what to do with someone who’s trying to set up a bundled service.

Now Comcast is telling us that they thought we were at a different address (we’ve lived here for twenty years) and that we have a request for some sort of service on the outside line at this address. They also seem to have not closed our old account (which we asked them to do in June) even while they opened the new one, and the equipment got put on the old account and so couldn’t be activated under the new account.

We have an hour and a half left before the library closes. I have one hold to pick up, and it doesn’t expire until Wednesday, but I’d still like to get it today. We’ve got two DVD sets that must be returned before the library opens tomorrow, but that’s easy to do even after the library closes.
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Ugh. Coffee with whole milk and stevia is pretty disgusting. Neither the milk nor the stevia mellow the coffee anywhere near enough, and the stevia adds an extra layer of ick on top— I had a swallow of coffee more than five minutes ago, and I can still taste the stevia. I haven’t managed to choke down even a quarter of my cup, and it’s been an hour.

I have no idea what other options I have for getting this much caffeine without sugar or artificial sweeteners (pure stevia is the only one I can have). Black tea might be possible, but I’d need a heck of a lot more of that to get the same level of caffeination. At half an hour a mug, how much time would I need for that? I’m also suspicious that caffeine without sugar won’t do anything to help me wake up and think.

The last time I stopped caffeine was right after my gall bladder surgery, six or seven years ago. I did that deliberately because I was pretty sure that I’d be too out of it to notice the withdrawal headache, and that worked. The thing is that without drinking coffee (with sugar!) every morning, I ended up having to nap every morning, losing about three hours out of my day every single day and running into problems with doctor/dentist appointments because the best time to schedule them was late morning, at least in terms of getting home in time to pick Cordelia up from school. I also didn’t do very much writing because school day mornings are the best time for that. Afternoons involve lunch and exercise time and are generally broken up into pieces too small for me to use. Also Cordelia comes home an hour earlier now than she did then.

Right now, I’m wondering if I could manage being awake and doing things in between when Scott gets up and when Cordelia leaves for school and then nap because I’m pretty sure the fact that I seldom get much sleep during those three hours is a big factor in my needing either coffee or a nap. The biggest problem is that I’d be stuck in the bedroom for most of that time because Scott naps in the living room and because Cordelia really, really doesn’t want me awake while she’s getting ready for school. I think we could compromise in terms of me being awake as long as I keep the bedroom door closed.

Tumblr sent me a we’re about to give away your user name email to get me to log in. I debated whether or not to bother but ended up doing it just to keep my user name. I don’t know that this will make me visit Tumblr with any regularity because I find it overwhelming. I’ve thought about trying to disable the images there, but if I do that, is there any point in Tumblr at all?

We turned up the ceiling fan in the bedroom last night. That helped some but not as much as I’d hoped. I slept middling well. I’m still really exhausted (and the lack of coffee/sugar isn’t helping). I think that I’m going to have to push for changing the AC at night.

Cordelia spent most of yesterday with Scott’s family. They didn’t end up going out in the boat because it rained, but they played a lot of Telestrations and some card games and had dinner. Scott and I met his sister in Brighton to retrieve Cordelia and bring her home.
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I kind of want to swear loudly, but I’m not sure I have the energy for that. I’ve had almost no sleep, and for various reasons, I need to be awake for the rest of the day. The lack of sleep is an intersection of me just not being able to fall asleep and of Scott doing stuff to disrupt my ability to sleep every couple of hours. That wasn’t entirely his fault. Our landline is out, so his work may or may not have called to say they didn’t need him at 3:00 after all. When he tried calling to find out at 2:00, nobody answered, so he went in, and they sent him home. So, he got up at 2:00, left home about 2:40(after another loud alarm), got back at 3:30, got up again at 5:00, and left around 6:15 (after still another loud alarm).

I’m up right now because Scott’s sister is coming by soon to pick Cordelia up to take her up to her grandparents’ place for a day of swimming and boating. That’ll happen some time between 10:30 and 11:00. I have something I very much want to do from noon to 3:00. Scott will be home around 4:00 or 4:30, and we’ll have to retrieve Cordelia.

I did some writing last night on the Iddy Iddy Bang Bang story. I’ve almost gotten my POV character to do something that will give the story movement. I mean, he does a lot of stuff in the story. It’s first person, and he does monologue a bit, but he does things, too. It’s just that he needs to do something that pivots either in his head or in the outside world. Otherwise the story ends up with an 'and so what?'

The current lack of landline is because the equipment from Comcast arrived yesterday, and Scott tried to set it up. He couldn’t get a signal, not even when he took everything to where the cable enters the house and plugged things in directly. He seems to think that Comcast has already activated our service so that the problem is a hardware thing. Given Comcast, I’m not completely convinced. They’ve lost our request for service once already.

Of course, having the Comcast landline wouldn’t have helped last night because Scott’s work doesn’t have that number, only the old number. He has very deliberately avoided giving them his cell number, and I’m pretty sure he’d rather go in and get sent home a dozen times rather than let them have that.

Scott tells me that work is going to change some things about how they do overtime. There won’t be less overtime or anything as happy as that, but we should have more advance notice because they want to plan coverage a month ahead. I’m not sure how that will help deal with things when it’s last minute stuff like people calling in that’s the problem. They also don’t know until mid-week, at the earliest, if they’ll meet the week’s production. If they don’t, they need weekend overtime, and that can’t be predicted during most of the year. (Now through the end of October, there will be work every weekend, but most of the year isn’t that predictable.)
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Well, the nutritionist had a few concrete suggestions. She wants me to get away from using sweetened creamer in my coffee. She thinks whole milk might work and then try stevia in place of the sugar in the creamer. My suspicion is that, done like that, the only thing that coffee will actually do for me is to keep me from getting a caffeine withdrawal headache. She wants me to add a bit of psillium (sp?) husk powder to my orange juice so that the sugar hits much, much more slowly. She wants me to find a way to sleep uninterrupted for long enough not to feel the need for sugar to help me wake up.

She didn’t have any suggestions for the brain fog/fatigue, but she did understand why I’m not willing to pursue gastric bypass options (for GERD and weight loss).

She seemed to believe me when I talked about how different foods affect me physically. I got the impression that she’d really like me to do an elimination diet of some sort to see which foods really give me IBS and/or GERD problems and what kind. I don’t think she understood when I tried to explain that my anxiety levels affect that enough that something can be okay one month and not the next.

She was pleased that I’m reliably walking ten to fifteen minutes a day. She thought that that should make me sleep better, but I’ve been doing it for months, and it doesn’t at all.

She strongly suggested turning up the AC at night given that overheating seems to be a factor in my having problems falling asleep and that having problems falling asleep is pretty huge in terms of me not sleeping enough. She thinks that lack of sleep may be a big factor in my blood sugar issues.

Scott and Cordelia won’t be comfortable, but maybe I’ll be able to fall asleep faster. Right now, it takes anywhere between thirty minutes and two hours for me to fall asleep. That will be a huge problem when Cordelia goes back to school because she wakes me two or three times every morning (only once deliberately) and is getting up an hour and a half after Scott does.
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I ended up getting up in the middle of the night last night to take an Ativan because my mind was running in circles and not letting me sleep. I wasn’t thinking about today’s appointment, at least not on the surface, but I’m pretty sure that that was a big factor. I knew that, if I didn’t take something, I was going to be running on two or three hours of sleep which outright sucks when I need to leave the house and talk coherently to someone about my health issues.

Right now, I’m trying to decide whether I should print stuff out and bring it with me or put it all in Gdocs and access it from my phone. I think printing is likely the wiser course because wifi is erratic in the building where I’ll be and because, that way, the nutritionist can keep a copy and won’t be trying to read on my phone. I’m mainly hesitating because it’ll be about fifteen pages.

I will leave for my appointment in about an hour and a half. I’m hoping to take the bus, but I’m not entirely sure that I’ll end up doing that. I’ll certainly take the bus home, though, because that’s a lot easier than taking it there. Right now, I know I should pack a lunch given that it’ll be well past lunchtime when I get home, even if everything runs on time. I’m just having trouble finding the energy to do it.

I have three different ideas for the pinch hit I’m doing. One is almost certainly too long to work. The other two probably won’t be, though, and I can’t decide between them. I’m still at the point of jotting down notes and questions as I try to come up with a starting point for either story. I think both of the options will require canon research, so I can’t decide based on that.

All three of us went out together yesterday while the cleaning lady was here. We went to the library, we dropped off my winter coat for dry cleaning, and we did the grocery shopping. Cordelia was more willing to go along with all of this than she would be normally. I’m not actually sure why.

Scott made turkey burgers last night. I think we’ve got leftovers enough not to need to cook for the next week— turkey burgers, potatoes, beans, and chicken. We just need vegetables.

Scott and I watched one and a half Marx Brothers movies last night, and the two of us also watched an episode from season one of The Flash with Cordelia. I’m finding that I have a lot of trouble getting myself to focus on the Marx Brothers stuff. Scott’s enjoying it a lot because he watched those movies repeatedly in the early days of VHS. I don’t think we’re going to finish all five movies before I have to return this set. I can’t currently renew it, and I don’t think that’s going to change before Monday.
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And, two hours later, I’m not doing too badly. I had a headache for about twenty minutes (might have been the medication and might not), but it’s gone now. I had more problems after nearly inhaling some feta cheese than I would normally expect. Basically, I coughed and couldn’t quite catch my breath for a while. My lungs feel clear, but my throat, high up, right below my jaw, feels odd, like something’s not working right.

I don’t know that my anxiety is any less. It’s very hard to tell given that just taking a new medication is anxiety inducing because of all of the risks to it.

The new restaurant turned out not to be open. We’re not clear if it doesn’t serve lunch or if it just didn’t today. Given the location, I’d expect them to serve lunch, but really, who knows? At any rate, we picked up food at the Syrian place nearby and brought it home to eat.

Scott and Cordelia have gone out to run errands. Right now, they’re not planning to do the groceries, but Scott left it open that he might do that later on. I have a list more or less ready to go. I also want him to drop my winter coat off to be dry cleaned before I forget about it again. I’d really hate to only remember in November when I actually need it if I’m going to leave the house.
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Given that Scott’s home and awake this afternoon, I’m trying that new medication now. It’s metoprolol tartrate 25 mg. I’m both trying to see if I’ll have side effects from it and if it will help with my current anxiety. My psychiatrist wasn’t particularly optimistic that it would because the main thing the medication does is to make it impossible for one’s heart to speed up. That’s not actually one of my physical anxiety symptoms. I get headaches and muscle tension in my neck and shoulders (and jaw and arms and legs and…) and nausea and intestinal issues. I get really, really tired, too.

I’m having some level of anxiety about the nutritionist appointment tomorrow (both about leaving the house and about the difficulties of explaining the layers of reasons for what I eat when and what I don’t). I’m not actually optimistic about the appointment being useful, but maybe I’m wrong.

This new medication has to be taken with food which will limit its usefulness as an emergency anxiety thing because I’ll only be able to take it if I have food on hand. I can probably find something I can stick in my purse that won’t go bad too quickly. Most of the options I can come up with are things that either aren’t good for me or will only last for a two or three weeks before needing to be replaced.
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Scott discovered last night that Comcast had completely lost our request to start service. They’re now promising us service starting in four or five days (I’m not sure if that’s business days or just days). They’re also now saying that we can’t keep our phone number which isn’t a dealbreaker but will be a PITA. I’ve had this phone number since 1989, so it will be weird to have a different number.

I ended up taking that pinch hit that I was dithering over. Now I have to find the shape of a story in my head. The minimum length is five hundred words, but I rather expect I’ll end up with something a heck of a lot longer. I don’t think the idea I had on first seeing the prompts will work. The recipient has a letter, but it was locked until well after I said I’d take the pinch hit. Seeing it wouldn’t have changed my mind; it just means I want to angle things differently.

Scott called in today. He wanted a day with me and Cordelia. His next scheduled vacation is in October, and Cordelia will be in school then. Thursday isn’t the best day for this because of the cleaning lady coming and us needing to get ready for her and to be here to pay her. Scott’s original intention was to call in yesterday, but when they scheduled him to come in early, he decided he couldn’t do that because of how nasty it would be to his co-workers.

I’m debating trying to do the grocery shopping today. It wouldn’t be fun, but it would mean that we wouldn’t have to worry about it during the weekend and so would have more downtime.

The only thing we’re definitely planning to do today is to try the new nearby restaurant for lunch. We’ve been wanting to do that for a while, but we keep forgetting. We’d like to get Cordelia to go for an Ingress/Pokemon Go walk with us, but she’s not enthusiastic. Also, it looks kind of gray outside right now, so I’m wondering if we’re going to end up with rain this afternoon.
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I’ve found the paperwork I needed for Cordelia to go back to school. Now I just have to not lose it in the next two weeks.

I’ve started in on cooking the beans I soaked yesterday. I 'sauted' some bacon in the pressure cooker (without the lid). Then I added the beans and some mushroom broth. I’m hoping that the bacon and the broth together will give us flavor that we’ll all, if not enjoy, at least be willing to eat. Now I’ve got about a cup of leftover mushroom broth to do something with.

I ended up offering on that pinch hit but telling the moderator up front that I’m kind of wobbly on canon knowledge. Who knows? But I’m kind of hoping that someone with more canon knowledge has offered.

I think I need to get Scott to call Comcast or to get the information from him so that I can do it (I think I might be able to tomorrow or Monday, just not Friday). We’ve been waiting for Comcast to send us the equipment we need for about two weeks now. At this point, I suspect that they simply haven’t bothered to send it at all.
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Black tea and two candy bars helped considerably yesterday afternoon so that I was able to cook dinner and do all of the other things I needed to get done. I’m pretty sure it was the candy bars more than the tea unfortunately. We don’t keep anything like that in the house. That’s deliberate on my part because I don’t want to be tempted by such things. I’m just not at all sure what to do about the times when I really, really need something of the sort. Yesterday, Scott was stopping on his way home anyway, but I don’t necessarily droop like that at convenient times.

I think I have to manage to plan ahead better in the future so that I don’t end up with a day like yesterday where there are several chores that have to be dealt with. Dishes and making a sandwich for Scott come up every day. Adding laundry, trash, showering, and cooking (twice!) to that was way, way too much.

I cooked a chicken in the pressure cooker. Scott tried to tell me that the weight of the chicken didn’t affect cooking time, and I didn’t believe him, so I researched it and found several places recommending six minutes per pound with an additional two minutes or so just to be sure. Everybody really thought that browning the chicken first was important, but I skipped that step anyway. Even if we were going to eat the skin, I don’t have the resources to do something like that when I’m feeling 100%. Most recipes called for a cup of water. A couple of them suggested stuffing half a lemon inside the chicken. I wasn’t going to do that or whole garlic cloves or rub the chicken with salt and/or herbs, but I did use half a cup of lemon juice with half a cup of water for the liquid. I didn’t taste any difference, so I probably won’t do that again.

I’m trying to convince myself not to offer on a pinch hit for an exchange with a deadline at the end of September. I don’t know the fandoms dreadfully well, and the potential recipient doesn’t seem to have a letter or any other source of additional details (I also didn’t see any DNWs listed which would worry me), but the requests as given are things I absolutely could write, even playing to my strengths, and the fandoms are things where some level of fannish osmosis might work.

I keep hoping someone else will step up for the pinch hit (then I could write a treat. Or not), but it’s been going begging since the 14th, so I don’t know… Somebody with moderate canon knowledge might be better than no one at all. Committing to something with both a deadline and a recipient is scary, but it’s something I’m going to want to do eventually. Might it not be better to start with something where I’ve seen the prompts/requests before committing myself?

I’m having trouble finding enthusiasm for the prospect of doing Yuletide this year, and that makes me sad. I think I’m looking at things like nominating as chores. I don’t know if I’d look at writing for it that way or not. If I did, it would be a rotten thing to do to myself (and likely rotten for my recipient, too). But maybe I wouldn’t feel like that when it came time to write? I always nominate from the angle of what I want to request because I have a hard time finding things other people have nominated that appeal to me as a recipient (I always have lots of things I feel I can offer with enthusiasm). Right now, I don’t actually want anything because that’s too much effort. The best I can muster is, "Eh. I wouldn’t object to that."
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The laundry is washed, dried, and upstairs. The potatoes are still cooling. I’d have thought they’d cool faster than that. I suppose I could just shove them in the fridge, but that doesn’t seem necessary yet. I’ve made Scott’s sandwich, and I have navy beans soaking. I also spent a bit over an hour trying to nap before giving up on it.

The UPS guy came about ten minutes after I lay down. He had a package for Scott and said he was supposed to do a pick up, so I put the CD and paperwork in a bubble envelope and sealed it up and gave it to him. I can’t think of anything else he could possibly have been referring to. I really have no idea what’s going on with that.

In other news, the Ingress portal near Scott’s parents’ place that I’d been holding so long got wiped out a couple of hours ago. I was five days short of getting another level badge for it. That takes 90 days, and holding a portal that long is entirely luck and so doesn’t generally happen. I was really hoping to hold onto that one just another few days. I don’t think there’s anything else that I’ve captured and currently hold that I’ve had for more than a few days, and I’m pretty sure those are all in locations with a lot of Ingress traffic.

Scott has to go in early tomorrow morning. That means it really is on me to try to scrape together something for dinner. He simply won’t have time.

Okay, time to take something for this headache and see if black tea will help me wake up. I wonder if Cordelia would revolt if I asked her to take out all of the trash instead of her doing half while I do half?
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I just supervised Cordelia in washing the potatoes and setting up the pressure cooker. I couldn’t remember the correct timing for the cooker with any certainty. Hopefully twelve minutes isn’t too long. I suppose I should look it up and find out. I just… I can’t. I really can’t. (I think that’s the sort of thing that people either understand completely or are completely puzzled by. It sounds ridiculous, even to me.)

I also gathered trash from the wastebaskets around the house. I think it will require four trips to get everything to the bins— Two bags of trash and we have more recycling than will fit in the container we use for transporting it to the bin. I think I’ll start the laundry before I do that, however, because I want to wash some of Scott’s clothes that will need to be dry three and a half hours from now. Getting the trash to the curb just has to happen before we go to bed tonight.
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Okay. I showered. Then I got dressed and gathered most of the clothing I need to wash (Scott leaves stuff scattered throughout the house). That left me exhausted enough that I kind of fell into my seat here. It’s been twenty minutes, and I’m not ready to get up again.

Which is frustrating because I can see that each of the chores I want to complete will take only five to ten minutes whether Cordelia helps or not. Part of me really wants to just get them all done as fast as I can so that I can relax and not stress about the fact that I’m not doing anything productive right now. I just know that, realistically, I can’t do that.
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I managed some reading last night, parts of two different books. I’ve got three books due a week from Saturday that can’t be renewed. I could read all of them if I really buckled down and worked at it, but I don’t know if I will.

I’m kind of groggy this morning but not entirely headachy (there’s something around the edges). I ended up taking Ativan in the evening because I knew I’d never sleep otherwise. I still didn’t fall asleep until an hour and a half after we turned out the light, but I slept pretty soundly. The main difficulty was that Cordelia got up around 6:30 and felt she had to tell me she had.

Scott was hopeful that work today wouldn’t be too bad. I really hope that turns out to be true.

I need to cook something for dinner tonight. I still have lots of pulled pork to eat, but there’s nothing for Scott or Cordelia to eat. I’ve got a bag of potatoes, a whole chicken, and all of those bags of beans. I’ll probably cook the potatoes then rinse the pot and cook either beans or the chicken. Beans will be easier but not so reliably certain to be something that Scott and Cordelia will want to eat. I suppose that’s what the potatoes are for.

All of the recipes Scott found for whole chickens in the pressure cooker want you to saute the thing in order to brown the skin. None of us actually eat the skin, so I don’t think we care. It doesn’t seem like something that would add to the flavor of the meat inside.

I think here’s my plan for the day:

Shower.
Cook potatoes.
Laundry.
Collect and take out trash.
Cook either beans or chicken.
Make Scott’s sandwich for tomorrow’s lunch.

Maybe not in that order (though the shower definitely comes first), and I do want to fit in a walk if I can.

I wonder if I can get Cordelia to wash the potatoes while I shower? It’s within her abilities, but she’s never done it before, so she may not want to do it unsupervised.

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