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Jan. 5th, 2018 11:42 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_rckI'm in our bedroom, waiting for Cordelia's friends to arrive for the gathering they're having. I have no idea how long the girls will be staying, but they're planning to watch more than one DVD, so I expect it'll be a while. I'm in here because it's a lot more comfortable than sitting in the dining room. Also, they plan to cook pasta. There was some talk of making spring rolls, but Cordelia and the friend who's already here looked at the instructions and decided they would be too complicated.
That means they'll be eating plain pasta, potato chips, and (possibly) popcorn because they're limiting themselves to things that one particular girl is willing to eat. She's vegan and won't eat most vegetables. We have a vegan pie that Scott bought last night, but he grabbed the wrong one, so we have cherry instead of apple. I have no idea if she'll eat cherry.
Scott discovered this at 6:15 this morning as he was leaving for work and texted me the news. I'm still cranky with him about the text because it really wasn't urgent because there isn't anyone who can remedy the problem, not until he's on his way home from work. I had almost gotten back to sleep in the hour since his alarm, and the text woke me completely.
That got me up for the day which wasn't a happy thing since I'd only slept about five and a half hours. All of that time involved me trying very hard to get my head at an angle that would make my sinuses actually drain. The positions that will do that tend not to be great for sleeping.
On the plus side, either I found and held the right position for long enough or magic happened because my head doesn't hurt now. I was expecting today to be thoroughly miserable on that front, so yea for that anyway. Possibly not having used my c-PAP last night contributed, too. I just sort of thought that forcing air through my sinuses wasn't going to help at all.
I will note that I feel less tired on 5.5 hours of sleep with no c-PAP than I felt yesterday after 9 hours with the c-PAP.
I didn't manage to write fiction yesterday or the day before. I'm not sure I will today. Having six teenagers in the next room (our house is tiny, and they've obviously forgotten I'm listening) is not likely to be conducive to the sort of thinking I need for that. I think that this year's Fandom Stocking window is going to close without me having even had time to start writing anything.
A friend I'd been trying to connect with for a while came by for tea yesterday afternoon. I gave her the old cassette tapes that I'd been holding for her. She's planning to digitize whatever parts of their contents have survived. They're second generation copies of things that one of my friends recorded at filksings at local conventions during the late 1980s. She had a little tape recorder that she used for taping lectures, and she used that at filksings. Then she'd pass the resulting tapes around to the rest of us, and we'd make copies of the bits we liked.
At any rate, we'd been trying to meet up for a couple of years now so that I could pass on the tapes. I know that some of them have surviving music because I checked a lot of the unlabeled tapes and got music. We just never made the scheduling work.
The cleaning lady was actually really, really happy to see that I had a visitor. The cleaning lady urged my friend to visit again often. I hadn't realized that she was worried about me in that respect.
That means they'll be eating plain pasta, potato chips, and (possibly) popcorn because they're limiting themselves to things that one particular girl is willing to eat. She's vegan and won't eat most vegetables. We have a vegan pie that Scott bought last night, but he grabbed the wrong one, so we have cherry instead of apple. I have no idea if she'll eat cherry.
Scott discovered this at 6:15 this morning as he was leaving for work and texted me the news. I'm still cranky with him about the text because it really wasn't urgent because there isn't anyone who can remedy the problem, not until he's on his way home from work. I had almost gotten back to sleep in the hour since his alarm, and the text woke me completely.
That got me up for the day which wasn't a happy thing since I'd only slept about five and a half hours. All of that time involved me trying very hard to get my head at an angle that would make my sinuses actually drain. The positions that will do that tend not to be great for sleeping.
On the plus side, either I found and held the right position for long enough or magic happened because my head doesn't hurt now. I was expecting today to be thoroughly miserable on that front, so yea for that anyway. Possibly not having used my c-PAP last night contributed, too. I just sort of thought that forcing air through my sinuses wasn't going to help at all.
I will note that I feel less tired on 5.5 hours of sleep with no c-PAP than I felt yesterday after 9 hours with the c-PAP.
I didn't manage to write fiction yesterday or the day before. I'm not sure I will today. Having six teenagers in the next room (our house is tiny, and they've obviously forgotten I'm listening) is not likely to be conducive to the sort of thinking I need for that. I think that this year's Fandom Stocking window is going to close without me having even had time to start writing anything.
A friend I'd been trying to connect with for a while came by for tea yesterday afternoon. I gave her the old cassette tapes that I'd been holding for her. She's planning to digitize whatever parts of their contents have survived. They're second generation copies of things that one of my friends recorded at filksings at local conventions during the late 1980s. She had a little tape recorder that she used for taping lectures, and she used that at filksings. Then she'd pass the resulting tapes around to the rest of us, and we'd make copies of the bits we liked.
At any rate, we'd been trying to meet up for a couple of years now so that I could pass on the tapes. I know that some of them have surviving music because I checked a lot of the unlabeled tapes and got music. We just never made the scheduling work.
The cleaning lady was actually really, really happy to see that I had a visitor. The cleaning lady urged my friend to visit again often. I hadn't realized that she was worried about me in that respect.
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Date: 2018-01-05 07:26 pm (UTC)I'm sorry you've been having such a tough week. Sinus issues are no fun at all. I hope you get better soon.
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Date: 2018-01-06 10:52 pm (UTC)