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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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Jun. 19th, 2037 04:56 pm
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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 discovered last night that I have serious difficulty opening the bathroom door because gripping the knob is very painful. The knob is kind of stubborn about turning, and the door sticks a bit. This is only an issue when we have company, so last night was the first time I’d needed to deal with that in months.

I’m also thinking that Scott is right that I need a new lamp. I don’t want to lose the one I’ve got because Mom made it for me, but I have problems with the switch because it needs turning. A lot of the time, I can manage because it’s such a brief thing, but… It does hurt.

I’ve got one load in the washer and one in the dryer. The bed is half made (the blankets are in the wash). I think the next step is the sandwich for Cordelia. That will take less than two minutes. (I make sandwiches for Scott and Cordelia because it takes me less than five minutes to make both sandwiches. Scott and Cordelia both take more than ten minutes to make a single sandwich. I have no idea what they do to take that long.) I think the dishwasher should be next followed by calling UHS.
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My left Achille’s tendon has really been hurting the last few days. It’s been very nice outside, in the 50s and 60s, and I very much want to take a walk. I just know that I wouldn’t make it very far before the pain was too much, and then I wouldn’t be able to do anything the rest of the day. That’s not been an option all week and won’t be today, either. Tomorrow, I will almost certainly walk too much because Scott has the day off (it’s his birthday) and will want to do things.

All of the laundry has also made my hands hurt a lot. My right hand was angry enough to make sleeping difficult last night which is highly unusual. I slept badly last night, generally. I was too warm, and my sinuses complained a lot. When I’m upright, I feel fine and don’t think I have a cold at all, but when I lie down, suddenly, I feel like I have a bad cold. I can’t think of anything in the bed that I might be allergic to.

We had three friends over last night. We talked about a game Scott wants to run in the Firefly universe. I’m kind of generally eh on Firefly, but everyone else is really enthusiastic. The game system will be Cortex Plus which I don’t know a lot about. We only had one copy of the book last night, and I let other people look at it since it lives here and is mine any other time.

I only have to do two loads of laundry today. I’m kind of hoping that I can get all of the chores done quickly and then nap. It might happen. Maybe.

To do list )
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No joy on the lottery for Community High School. Cordelia's far enough down the waitlist that getting in this year is vastly unlikely-- 194th when the school takes 132 kids. She seems to be taking it okay, but we're all disappointed.
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I’ve been sick and exhausted, complete with headaches, all week which has not helped me do the things that really, really need doing but that aren’t survival things. I need to make an appointment with my primary care doctor. I need to write a letter to the school and to call them and complain loudly to the school counselor about broken promises.

I’ve been putting 90% of my energy into laundry. We’ve got a minor parasite infestation that required medication followed by washing all bedding every single day through tomorrow. That has meant a minimum of three loads most days and generally five or six loads most days. Plus, I’ve had to strip and remake the beds each day.

That would be hard enough if I were getting enough sleep, but I haven’t been. I got more sleep last night, about seven hours, but I really need a night when I can get ten to twelve hours or, at the very least, manage to nap for several hours. Monday, I couldn’t nap because Cordelia was home. Yesterday and today, I was too wound up about the time required for the chores that need doing to be able to sleep at all. I skipped my usual black tea when I got up with Cordelia in the hope that that would help, and it didn’t at all.

I think Scott doesn’t realize that I can’t go to sleep early because he will rouse me to full alertness half a dozen times as he gets ready for bed over the course of an hour to an hour and a half. Maybe I should try Ativan to see if that lets me stop being quite so hypervigilant? Some part of my brain insists that, if there are other people in the house, I need to be aware of what they’re doing in case something goes wrong. If Scott drops something or anything happens to prompt him to make an exasperated noise, I’m fully awake because it might be something I need to help with. And if Cordelia drops her water bottle or gets up to use the bathroom… Yeah.

I have the edges of a cold. I’m not sure if it’s going to completely grab hold or if I can still evade it. My suspicion is that the amount of sleep I get will be a big factor there, and we’re having friends over this evening. I really, really want to see someone who isn’t family, but I also kind of want to crash early.

But crashing early won’t work unless I can get Scott and Cordelia to do it, too, so, really, I might as well spend the time with friends.

We got sushi from Totoro for dinner last night. I ended up having unexpected issues with it. They haven’t previously put cucumber in their California rolls, but they did this time. (I know that most places use cucumber in California rolls; it’s just that Totoro hasn’t previously.) I was stupid and ate some anyway, and I really, really shouldn’t have. Cucumber doesn’t seem like it ought to be something that would give me reflux issues, but it does, and I always forget that it does because I avoid it due to not liking how it tastes.

Under certain circumstances, I can get reflux from lettuce (all types). That seems to be mitigated by eating more of other things than I do lettuce but is more likely to happen if I don’t use dressing than if I do, so it’s not an issue with fat in the dressing.

Hm. It’s 1:15. I need to put the fitted sheet on our bed. I need to get myself lunch. I will need to change over the laundry in about ten minutes. I can only manage one of the three at a time and will need twenty to thirty minutes to rest between. I want the bed made as soon as possible (partly so that I have the option of lying down and partly so that I have an empty laundry basket that I can use for Cordelia’s bedding). I need the laundry to be entirely finished by 6:00 so that there’s time to make Cordelia’s bed before company arrives. But it’s been six hours since I last ate, so that’s high priority, too, especially since there are meds I take with lunch.
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I’m going back to bed very soon now. Due to various factors, I only got six hours of sleep last night, and my body is letting me know in no uncertain terms that doing that two nights in a row is utterly unacceptable. I’ve just got a couple of things, including this post, that I want to get done before I crash, so it will be at least another half hour before I lie down.

Scott discovered last night that some of the bolts holding Cordelia’s loft bed together had been working themselves loose. He tightened them, but I worry about the ones that we can’t see without moving the bed. We can only get at the thing from two sides (and one of those requires standing in the closet).

We played Flash Point with Cordelia last night, at her request. I think she enjoyed it more than she expected to. We just barely won— We had one black cube left to place when we rescued our seventh person. We got lucky because the fire kept landing in one half of the house while the people to be rescued always landed in the other part.

There was no school yesterday, so it was me and Cordelia at home together all day. I got her to watch two episodes of Princess Tutu with me, but I’m not sure she was really interested. I suppose I’ll find out when I suggest watching it again.

My left Achille’s tendon is giving me more trouble, even just in terms of walking around the house and doing the things I have to do.

I think I’m not going to sign up for [community profile] fandom5k. Looking at the specific requests so far, there aren’t many that I could actually write well, and half of those are in fandoms I wasn’t going to offer because of the canon being too big. Two of the remaining ones are for the same person. There were also several requests in fandoms I had intended to offer that were things I’d have a hard time writing.
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We spent yesterday evening with Scott’s family to celebrate his birthday and our nephew’s birthday. I rather wish I hadn’t gone because I wasn’t feeling great and because, as it turned out, there wasn’t much at all I could eat. I was avoiding vegetables of all types, so the cabbage and apple salad wasn’t a good idea nor was the lettuce salad. The potato salad had chunks of egg in it, so I didn’t dare touch it (eggs are a migraine trigger). There were breadsticks. I could have those. My SIL made ribs for most people and some chicken skewers for those of us who can’t eat barbecue sauce. Sadly, she put a pre-packaged 'Italian' herb blend on the chicken, one of those that doesn’t actually say what’s in it. I can’t have oregano or basil without getting sick, so… I ate about three bites of the chicken before I realized it was a problem, and that was enough to be a problem later that evening.

I had been iffy on going at all, but our nephew is turning 18, so this may be the last gathering of this sort for a while, depending on where he goes to college. I’ve been having gas and intestinal difficulties for about three days now. It’s been making it hard to sleep.

We had some errands downtown yesterday and had an awful time finding parking. All the structures were near capacity which isn’t normal for a Sunday afternoon. We checked online later to see if there was some big event, but apparently it was just that the weather was beautiful.

The drawing for the lottery to get into Community High is Wednesday. I very much want Cordelia to get in, but I’m too tired to get wound up about it right now.

I need to do a lot of laundry today, and I should get going on it. I’m just having problems getting myself to move. I only got about six hours of sleep last night, and it wasn’t hugely restful sleep. I think I’ll see about getting the first load in and then lying down for a while.
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The local school district issues one large book that lists the classes at all the high schools rather than separate books for each school. My guess is that this is because students can take classes at other schools if they can figure out how to get there and back in the time they have. The instructions as to what is necessary to graduate aren’t nearly as clear as I’d like and don’t deal with the fact that the school Cordelia will likely attend, Skyline, does trimesters while all of the other schools do semesters. That’s got to change credit requirements for graduation and make taking classes at other schools really challenging.

We ended up leaving for the used book store about 3:00 and getting there about 3:40. We stayed about an hour which wasn’t nearly long enough for me to get through all of the sections I wanted to look at even though there really wasn’t all that much in any of those sections. I looked at children’s books, paperback mysteries, and general fiction paperbacks. Before I got through that last section, Cordelia was urging me to hurry up so that we could go home.

I had a ten page list of authors and titles I wanted to look for. I found four books from it. I wasn’t helped by the fact that I was mostly looking for fiction and the store skews very, very heavily to non-fiction. One of the other two stores specializes in paperback fiction, but it’s in the process of closing down, doing a clearance sale, so Scott thought going there might not be worthwhile. I think Cordelia might find that more interesting since it might actually have more than fifty books aimed at teens.

I poked around on BookMooch a bit last night. I haven’t sent anything out there in about eight years, but I had about ninety points left. Books from folks in the US cost one point. I went through my ten page list and found about fifteen things. I’m trying to decide whether or not I want to offer some of the books I want to get rid of that aren’t worth selling there. Mailing things is a serious PITA, though, and things I really want don’t tend to come up. But it would mean that, if the books went out, they’d go to someone who actually wanted them.

I couldn’t get Ingress to open at all during the time we were out of the house. Scott got in, but I never managed to. I could still get at everything else associated with that Gmail address, so I’m pretty sure it was an Ingress problem. The app kept telling me that that address couldn’t be used and that I should use a different address, but it would then kick me out without giving me the option to do anything at all.

Naturally, as soon as we got home, it opened just fine.
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I slept badly last night. Well, not exactly. I just wasn’t able to lie down and sleep until about 3 a.m. I slept soundly after that. The problem is that Scott and I got carry out from Zoup, loaded baked potato soup. That had enough fat and such in it (which I really should have anticipated) that I had issues hours later (up to nine hours later). I got about seven hours of sleep. I’d have really liked more, but that wasn’t to be.

I want to spend about half an hour in the basement, figuring out which books I own by certain authors. That list is relatively short, fortunately, so it shouldn’t take very long.

The used book store we’re planning to visit has three locations, and none of us know enough about the different locations to guess which would interest us most (the store website isn’t helpful at all in that regard). Scott hasn’t looked at the locations to figure out how long/difficult the drive would be to each, and I think that may end up being the deciding factor. He says it doesn’t actually matter, but I think it might.

I’m thinking about signing up for another fic exchange. I’m not sure, though, because I’m actually making progress on other projects and don’t feel hugely enthusiastic about any of the fandoms I might write for any of these exchanges. Then again, exchanges always lead me to write things I wouldn’t have otherwise, and I’m pretty much never sorry to have done so.

I wrote 400 words last night while I was sitting up and waiting for the reflux to calm.

I finished three library books yesterday, all of them due tomorrow. I’m hoping that I can finish one or two more before the library trip, but I’m not sure there will be time. We’re going to need to go to the library quite early because we’re supposed to go up to Scott’s sister’s place as soon as our appointment is done. I have six books due tomorrow that I haven’t even started. They can all be renewed, but one I’ve renewed three times already, two I’ve renewed twice, and two I’ve renewed once.
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I keep thinking today is Thursday. I think it’s my brain’s way of denying that yesterday happened at all.

I’m feeling better, physically, today, but I’m worried about Cordelia. I guess we’ll see how the day goes for her.

I wrote maybe thirty words yesterday (I haven’t counted yet) across two different projects. It was mostly the headache that did me in on that front. At this point, I have nine WIP that I think I could make good progress (and another half dozen that I’d like to go back to but don’t actually know what to do with). I also have nine plotbunnies and/or sequels that I haven’t started and really want to.

Scott has suggested that, if he’s not working tomorrow, we try a trip to the big used book store in Detroit. Cordelia’s enthusiastic, and I’ve wanted to go for years. My main hesitation is that it’s going to hurt like hell to do the necessary walking. I’m working on a list of things I specifically want to look for. Not knowing how the place is organized (the website doesn’t give any indication, just says that they give out maps), I’m not sure how to divide up the list.

And working on the list has brought it to my attention that I have somehow deleted the document where I was tracking manga series I was reading from the library so that I knew what volumes I’d read already. That document also had a long list of books that I wanted to read but that the library didn’t own. I’m cranky about that because reconstructing it really isn’t possible. I can probably manage the manga part, but the other part… not so much.

I need to buy a new water bottle. Scott’s sister gave me one in the fall of 2015, and it’s been slowly failing for months in terms of leaking. I can’t figure out how it can be half full and upright and still wick water up to cover the top of the bottle with a layer of water. I muddled along by putting it in a large ziploc when I needed to carry it with me in a backpack or totebag. Then, last week, I dropped the water bottle. I’d done that before, but this time, the outer case came off entirely. I couldn’t figure out a reasonable way to put things back together. The lid still attaches to the inner cylinder, so I can still use it, but it’s no longer attractive or insulated.

I want to shower today and to take out the recycling. I need to make a grocery list. If I can change our sheets, that would be very, very nice. I feel like there are more things that ought to be on my chore list, but I can’t think of them right now.
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I should have taken Ativan at bedtime last night. I new this morning was going to be stressful, so I should have done that. I woke with a headache that has gotten steadily worse over the course of the last two hours. I think the next step is to take an Amerge and lie down with either a hot pack or a cold pack. Maybe I can listen to an audiobook or something.

There are a few things I absolutely need to get done in the next five hours. I’m dithering about whether to try to do them now or to lie down and just set an alarm for enough before 2:00 that I’ll have time for it all. Maybe I should do the two things that take less than a minute each and then decide about the other things. I’d like my phone to charge before I lie down, and it’s only at 50% right now.

I wrote about 1100 words yesterday. I think it might be a very, very short but complete chapter of We Are Where We Began, but I’m not 100% sure yet. I need my brain to work again first.

There was something else I was going to write about, but I can’t for the life of me remember. Maybe it’ll come to me later today.
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Scott brought home cookies, a pie, and chocolates for the whole family. Cordelia announced again that she doesn’t like chocolate any more. I know I’ve told Scott that more than once, but it hasn’t stuck because he can’t quite process the idea.

I’ve sent Cordelia off to school. Fingers crossed that she can stay.

I keep forgetting to stop by Facebook and then remembering after days have passed and putting it off because the backlog of posts seems too much. I kind of want to go back to Imzy, too, but I haven’t been there since November, so that’s difficult.

I’ve been trying to figure out how to use IRC via Adium, but the things I try aren’t working. I need to investigate documentation to figure out what I ought to be doing to make it work. If I can make IRC work on Adium and like the interface, I can use Adium for both IRC and AIM instead of using Adium for AIM and Colloquy for IRC. My laptop really doesn’t like running both of those programs at the same time for some reason.

I over-walked yesterday. I had to go to the school to pick up Cordelia’s missed work, and I also went a little bit down the hill past the crosswalk to recapture the portal at the church. Those two things combined with taking out the trash were enough to leave me hurting a lot by evening. I ended up not eating dinner because I couldn’t face walking enough to prepare food for myself. Right now, I’m not doing too badly that way, so I’m going to try to get the dishwasher going.

I did some writing last night, a little bit on two different WIP. Maybe I’ll manage more today. I hope so.

I finally remembered to call my step-father on Monday evening. His birthday was Saturday, but what with Cordelia being sick, I kept forgetting to call. I left a message, and he actually called me back. I was startled by that because he and my mother are terrible about that sort of thing. He told me that they didn’t have any tornadoes closer than a few miles away but that some were in their parish.

Mom will probably come to Michigan in April. There’s a lot of work that needs to be done on the yard of their house in Lawton before the dogs arrive. Mom wants to try to get some grass established before the dogs come, and she wants to fence them out of the flowerbeds because they destroyed those last year. My step-father will drive up, with the dogs, after his semester ends.
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Because Cordelia’s sick, Scott did the library run on his own yesterday. I forgot to tell him that I had an interlibrary loan book waiting, so he didn’t get it. (If he’d paid attention to the screen as he checked my stuff out, he’d have seen that I still had one hold waiting, but I haven’t been able to get him to do that in spite of him leaving a book behind pretty much every time he goes in alone.)

Scott also picked up fabric to make me a rice pack and to recover (or replace. I’m not sure which he plans) Cordelia’s which is starting to develop holes. He also got an electric can opener which is something I’ve been wanting for quite a while.

I realized last night that I should have called in a refill for my thyroid medication on Friday. I’m not out. It’s just that it would have been easier to have Scott pick the refill up Friday or even Saturday.

I’m hoping I can write something today. It will depend on what Cordelia needs from me. I’d like to change our sheets, too, and maybe tidy the kitchen a bit. I’d love to sleep a bit more because the weekend was bad for sleep, what with Cordelia being sick, but I don’t know that that will happen.

That talk on manga that I was disappointed not to be able to attend is on YouTube now: Alt Manga, Queer Manga: Telling Our Own Stories. I haven’t watched it yet because it’s an hour long and I’m not sure I’ll have that uninterrupted just now. The video was posted by the sponsoring department of the university, so I think it’s likely to remain available and not suddenly vanish.
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Cordelia and I are both sick, her moreso than me. She got me up at 6:30 this morning because her head hurt and her throat hurt and she was too warm. I gave her some ibuprofen and sent her back to bed. We both slept until almost noon. She’s due for more ibuprofen now and complaining about the headache, but she refuses to consider more ibuprofen. She’d rather have the headache and sore throat because the liquid ibuprofen tastes bad. I suggested tea, but she doesn’t want that either.

I probably should insist, but I feel really exhausted and kind of headachy myself.

I spent a lot of yesterday afternoon feeling like I couldn’t possibly move or think. I managed to order pizza for Cordelia and her friends, and I ate a bit, but that was about it. Right now, I feel okay if I stay still and mostly lying down. When I get up and move around, I start sneezing again. I think the only pressing thing I have today is laundry, and I’ll muddle through that somehow.

Scott and I stayed in our bedroom while Cordelia’s friends were over. They watched bits of three different movies, according to Cordelia. They were quite loud for the first three hours and then suddenly went quiet. Scott and I weren’t sure if we should go out and see what was going on because we have years of parental training that says that silence is bad, but we figured that the girls are all thirteen. They’re not likely to be emptying the contents of the refrigerator onto the floor or stuffing toilet paper down the sink or… Well, silent toddler mischief. As it turns out, the silence was because the loudest member of the group fell asleep. Without her, the others started actually watching the movie.

I should probably email the other parents to let them know that Cordelia has a cold. I stayed far enough away from all the girls that me having one shouldn’t be an issue, but she might well have infected someone.

I’m currently browsing the library’s online catalog in the section for CDs, and part of me is itching to fix the classification system which seems very arbitrary. My best guess for why certain albums are classified as they are is that it’s determined by what acquisitions fund paid for the album. It’s possible that these are manufacturer imposed categories, but I’m not sure. For the online catalog, it doesn’t matter quite so much because keyword searching is a thing, but browsing online or in the physical collection is pretty frustrating. There are a lot of categories of music, and they’re shelved separately from each other. Certain artists (Linda Ronstadt and Bob Dylan are good examples) have work spread over half a dozen different categories. For example, Folk, Bluegrass, and Country overlap hugely, and which category certain things fall into seems to be chance as is whether non-US folk music is categorized as Folk or as World.

I know they have to be categorized somehow, but I can’t for the life of me figure out a logic to the decisions. There are some similar problems in categorizing DVDs, but those bother me less, possibly because the collections are smaller and shelved differently and so easier to browse without narrowing things down to a category.

I have a library CD that I’m going to have to return without listening to it. Every player I’ve tried it in claims to be playing it, with the time counter ticking forward and all, but fails to produce sufficient sound, even at the highest volume settings, for me to actually hear anything. I can tell that something is playing, but I can’t get it beyond that very vague something playing a couple of blocks away sound.

I’m doing fairly well in terms of keeping up with my word count goals for my writing. I’ve averaged 900 words a day this month and wrote about 15000 last month. This makes the goal of 75000 by the end of the year seem quite possible. I wasn’t really expecting that. I’m not sure I’ll have enough focus to write fiction today. Who knows?
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Sadly, showering has not helped my sneezing. I hope I haven’t caught something. It feels more like allergies than a cold, but who knows? And now I’m suddenly feeling really, really tired.

I have dealt with about twenty five things from my email inbox so far this morning, mostly by deciding not to answer them and deleting them.

The pork is in the pressure cooker. My intention is to have it cooled and put away and some other scent replacing it in the air before Cordelia’s friends come over in about seven hours. That seems entirely doable. I mainly want to clear the odor because none of the three friends eat pork for religious reasons. That we do isn’t a big deal (though I wouldn’t while any of them was here), but I feel like it would be rude to have a potentially appealing smell of something they can’t eat filling the house when they arrive. I’ll probably simmer some cinnamon teabags on the stove after I put away the cooked pork.

I’ve got the dishwasher almost ready to run. I’m debating whether or not I can rearrange things to make the pressure cooker pot fit. If I can, I should wait and do the dishes after the pork’s done. If I can’t, I might as well run the dratted thing now.

I have one more pair of trousers still clean than I thought did. That means that, as long as I don’t spill teriyaki sauce on myself or something today, I can put off laundry until tomorrow. I don’t think there’s any other compelling reason to deal with it today. I just thought, earlier, that, if I didn’t, I’d have nothing to wear tomorrow.
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I woke this morning with a headache. I think it’s gone now, after a meal and some tea, but it wasn’t fun. I’ve been sneezing off and on all morning, and it’s now more on than off. I wish I could figure out what was going on with that. It does mean that I’m not even going to attempt to nap this morning.

Scott will be working Saturday, not Sunday. I’m not sure why I read his text as saying 'Sunday' because it quite clearly says ’Saturday.' Right now, it’s scheduled as a 7 a.m. to 3 p.m. day, and we’re hopeful that it will stay that way. Cordelia is having friends over this evening, and it would be beyond inconvenient if Scott needed to go to bed at 8:00 given that they like to stay past 10:00.

We all survived the concert. Scott’s parents and I left after Cordelia’s school performed, so we were only there about half an hour after the music began. Students weren’t supposed to leave until after the entire thing was over, so Scott stayed.

The main floor of the auditorium was reserved for the students and teachers. There are two upper levels, the mezzanine and the balcony. I went to the balcony, the third floor, to find four seats together for us while Scott was looking for parking. I suspected that the mezzanine, being lower down, would fill faster, and when I got to the third floor, there were only a scattering of people. The balcony filled to about 3/4 full by the time the event started, so I think getting there early was a good idea.

The balcony is extremely steep and decidedly not a good place for someone with vertigo. I don’t have that, and I still felt a bit like it would be extraordinarily easy to fall (in spite of sitting halfway up). The seats are high backs, higher than the top of my head (I’m 5’2"). There wasn’t a lot of leg room at all.

I spent a lot of time looking at the ceiling in an effort to pretend that I wasn’t surrounded by people. This kind of underlines for me why I don’t tend to go to plays or concerts even though Ann Arbor has many opportunities for each. I had taken an Ativan, but I still felt trapped and tense and not at all happy to be there. Leaving was an immense relief.

They brought the house lights up in between each performance so that the kids could safely get off and on the stage. The two intermissions we saw were about five minutes long, quite enough time for leaving or for finding a seat.

Cordelia’s school went second. The school that went first was the one she would have attended if we hadn’t kept her at her current school. The Clague orchestra quite filled the stage and sounded pretty good (I’m sure that, if I knew anything about this sort of music, I’d find nits to pick, but I don’t, so I didn’t).

Cordelia’s school was second and performed with the orchestra from the other small middle school in the district, and together, they had between half as many and two thirds as many kids as Clague had. They played two pieces. I think the first one was a poor choice because it sounded… weak? Maybe that’s the right word. The sound wasn’t enough to fill the performance space or to make us feel drawn into a smaller space. I felt that the second piece worked better for the space.

Both schools had guests from their school bands, a handful of brasses and woodwinds and a drummer or two. Oddly, one of the pieces that Clague played was on the program later by one of the high schools. I couldn’t help wondering who thought that was a good idea. There were five schools in between, but it’s still comparing a middle school orchestra to a high school orchestra.

My goals for today are a bit of cooking, some laundry, and answering or deleting a lot of email. There’s a library book I would really like to finish (and I think I can) and some library DVDs I’d like to get through (unlikely). I think, though, I might start with a shower and see if that helps the sneezing any. Sometimes, it does.
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I’m doing better this afternoon than I was this morning. I think I’ll get through the concert tonight okay. Tomorrow will likely be a write off, but how many times am I going to get to see my daughter play at Hill Auditorium? She’s quitting orchestra at the end of this year, so I really don’t expect another opportunity. She keeps telling me that it will be fine if I can’t come, that I can watch on the local access channel, but I want to go.

I kind of napped this morning and kind of didn’t. My body sort of shut down while my brain kept running in circles. I’m still tired enough that coming home when Scott’s parents leave seems like the wisest course.

Scott will have to work on Sunday because of a large quality control problem involving them having sent out twelve trucks filled with bad bottles. It’s not ideal, but everyone’s working. I’ve got my fingers crossed because we really need him off work next weekend for a family thing.
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I ended up not making it to the Skyline open house/presentation last night. Scott and Cordelia went, but by the time we got through the appointment beforehand, my migraine was back and fairly nasty. I had nausea and photosensitivity more than pain. I didn’t want to take an Amerge because I only have one left and am likely to need it desperately tomorrow.

I thought I had a refill left on the Amerge, but Kroger says I don’t. I’ve sent a message to my doctor asking for a renewal, but I haven’t heard back yet. It could be days.

We got dinner at Plum Market’s buffet, and while I was trying to eat, I realized that I was too done in to be able to manage the open house. Scott tells me that it’s just as well— There are a lot of stairs in the building, and I’d have had a very hard time with them.

The nutritionist didn’t actually try to give me any nutritional advice. She recognized that I’m just barely keeping my head above water to be able to function at all. She made some other suggestions that I’m going to explore, but all of them require various doctors to help me out. Seeing an occupational therapist about my hands might or might not help, but I need something. She had the same sort of tendinitis that I do for a while and was majorly helped by a removable fiberglass walking cast. I’m not sure that that could hurt, and it might let me walk for exercise again. Medical marijuana might well help me, but I’m not sure that I fit into one of the legally approved categories under state law, and, unless my psychiatrist is willing to consider it, I don’t think any of my current doctors will prescribe that. I’m decidedly not up to looking for someone new who will talk to me about it and how it might interact with my current meds.

I wrote 1600 words yesterday in spite of feeling rotten. My laptop didn’t make the migraine worse, but I kept the light off in the living room all day. Sitting there with the light off, I thought the migraine had gone, but it was definitely there when I went out to the nutritionist appointment.
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Feminine TMI )

One bit of good news— Social Security just informed me that I’m still disabled. Not that being disable is good, but having Social Security accept that I am is a survival thing.
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I woke this morning with a migraine. I’ve been up for an hour and a half and have taken Amerge and had tea and eaten. The pain is receding, but now I’m getting a wallop of nausea. Fun. I took Ativan last night because I hoped it would head off the anxiety migraine. I don’t know if I’m just so hugely stressed out that it didn’t help or if this is some other sort of migraine, probably either menstrual or due to lack of sleep.

I didn’t manage either napping or getting to bed early yesterday, and I’m more than a little cranky with myself over it. I did, however, get bread made, the trash out (Scott took out the recycling), the dishwasher filled and run, and Cordelia’s laundry washed. Scott cut the bread, but I made the sandwiches.

I also wrote 3700 words. That’s a rather large amount for me. Naturally, it’s all on something that I have no idea what to do with because it’s fanfic that’s going sufficiently AU that I feel like it’s no longer properly connected while still being too grounded in the setting/character backstory to make sense with the serial numbers filed off. It’s also going to have a majorish OC (female) because I can’t come up with anyone from canon who would fit the space in the story without breaking it.

Scott is talking about trying to find a different way to shelve my books and such in the bedroom in order to make a wider nightstand feasible. He mentioned the possibility of building shelves to replace the bookcases I’m currently using. I’m not convinced. I have books double stacked and piled up in ways that are probably heavier than shelves built into the wall could handle. I’d need about half again as many shelves in order not to be putting stacks everywhere that I can squeeze them in. The current shelves are deep enough for a row of mass market paperbacks and stacks of standard sized hardcovers in front of those. These are all library books or books I own but haven’t yet read, so I don’t want to move them all to the basement.

He wants to move my current nightstand and lamp into the living room once we have replacements. My mother made the lamp out of a largish jug she found at a yard sale many, many years ago (I’m pretty sure it predates Cordelia). A new lamp might well have a smaller footprint on my nightstand; there’s no way we’d find something bigger.

Today is kind of packed. I have a nutritionist appointment at 11:00 that I really would rather not go to because she’s completely convinced that I’m seeing her for weight loss even though I keep telling her that no I really am not. Given that I seem to have gained about ten pounds since I last saw her… Yeah.

Cordelia has an appointment at 4:15. The current plan is for Scott to make sure he gets out of work right at 3:00 so that he can drive us into town. Then he’ll turn around and come back home to shower. He’ll pick up fast food of some sort and then get us so we can all drive to Skyline (the high school Cordelia will probably attend). We’ll be there until at least 7:30 and possibly as late as 8:30. Cordelia’s a little panicked about her homework because there’s just no time in there for her to do it, not with lights out at 10:00 and her needing a shower. Given the concert tomorrow night, she really has to shower tonight.

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