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Oct. 29th, 2009 10:45 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_rckCordelia has probably been exposed to the swine flu. Yesterday, she had a playmate with a friend who is sick today. The friend's grandfather just left after a visit of several days and had a positive diagnosis of swine flu.
I'm a bit stressed over this. Part of me just wants us all to get it and get over it, but part of me is afraid of complications. My asthma puts me at relatively high risk for complications, and my inability to drive leaves me and Cordelia very isolated while Scott's at work. Then, of course, there's Scott's company's sick time policy. Two days in six months will not cover the flu.
In more potentially positive news-- Scott has a job interview tomorrow. We're not sure it's a job he wants or a job he'd be good at, but it's something. The interview is the way to find out. I hope it's a good job and that he can get it.
I'm still dithering a bit on Yuletide. I've narrowed down the list of fandoms I could offer to about twenty-five, and I may cut it further. I need to look at the list and decided whether, realistically, I have stories I could tell in those fandoms. I think a few more fandoms will be eliminated that way, and some others will end up character restricted. I'm mostly sticking to single volume book fandoms and movie fandoms, things short enough to review very rapidly and repeatedly.
Of course, if I get the flu and get over it promptly, I'll feel more at ease about signing up. I'll know, in that case, that one major potential illness isn't going to happen during my writing window. I so much don't want a repeat of the last few exchanges I've done with illnesses occurring right when I've budgeted time for writing (and have no cushion left).
Since I'm still dithering, I haven't narrowed down my Yuletide requests yet, either. I probably won't ask for Handsome Siblings simply because I still haven't seen all of it, just the first two DVDs. I might end up loathing it, or I might get a fic that presupposes knowledge of the canon that I don't yet have. Beyond that, I've still got five fandoms that I nominated. Figuring out the actual requests will be work.
Due to last week's rain, Cordelia's soccer season is going to drag on another week. The last game will be on the 7th of November. I'm not sure if we'll have an additional practice or not. I could see the coach wanting it, but I could also see him figuring that half the girls wouldn't be there. The last couple of practices have been like that.
I wish I had contact information for the Girl Scout organizer who said she'd place Cordelia in the Daisy troop at another school. She hasn't gotten back to me about when the meetings are. I've heard through unofficial channels that there's a meeting Monday at 6:30, but the mother who told me that has a daughter who's a Brownie and isn't sure that's when the Daisies meet (though it's likely). Neither of us are sure if we're supposed to just show up or if we're supposed to wait for official notice. The troop leaders may or may not be expecting us.
I'm expecting a call any time now to tell me that my uncle, the oldest of my mother's brothers, has passed away. My step-father told me, when my mother wasn't around to hear, that my uncle's in a coma and not expected to wake. He said that Mom, right now, is dealing with it by not acknowledging it and that her other brothers are traveling to be there to make the necessary decisions and arrangements. I'd wondered if something was up because Mom sounds stressed every time she answers the phone.
I feel distant from this. I haven't seen this particular uncle in at least twenty years. I'm more concerned about Mom and her other brothers and about my uncle's two daughters (who've been largely estranged from him for years). This is also going to bring matters about my grandfather to a head as my uncle and his girlfriend have been living with him for months and, in spite of the very major problems all three had, made leaving Grandpa in his home feasible. Grandpa's Alzheimer's is advanced enough that he only remembers a minute or two of the immediate past, and he can't be trusted to take care of himself physically.
Thursday seems to be my day for updates. I suppose it makes sense. I'm fitting paragraphs in between bouts of tidying, and I'm stressed out over all the stuff that needs doing between now and dinnertime. Writing and posting help me with that.
I'm a bit stressed over this. Part of me just wants us all to get it and get over it, but part of me is afraid of complications. My asthma puts me at relatively high risk for complications, and my inability to drive leaves me and Cordelia very isolated while Scott's at work. Then, of course, there's Scott's company's sick time policy. Two days in six months will not cover the flu.
In more potentially positive news-- Scott has a job interview tomorrow. We're not sure it's a job he wants or a job he'd be good at, but it's something. The interview is the way to find out. I hope it's a good job and that he can get it.
I'm still dithering a bit on Yuletide. I've narrowed down the list of fandoms I could offer to about twenty-five, and I may cut it further. I need to look at the list and decided whether, realistically, I have stories I could tell in those fandoms. I think a few more fandoms will be eliminated that way, and some others will end up character restricted. I'm mostly sticking to single volume book fandoms and movie fandoms, things short enough to review very rapidly and repeatedly.
Of course, if I get the flu and get over it promptly, I'll feel more at ease about signing up. I'll know, in that case, that one major potential illness isn't going to happen during my writing window. I so much don't want a repeat of the last few exchanges I've done with illnesses occurring right when I've budgeted time for writing (and have no cushion left).
Since I'm still dithering, I haven't narrowed down my Yuletide requests yet, either. I probably won't ask for Handsome Siblings simply because I still haven't seen all of it, just the first two DVDs. I might end up loathing it, or I might get a fic that presupposes knowledge of the canon that I don't yet have. Beyond that, I've still got five fandoms that I nominated. Figuring out the actual requests will be work.
Due to last week's rain, Cordelia's soccer season is going to drag on another week. The last game will be on the 7th of November. I'm not sure if we'll have an additional practice or not. I could see the coach wanting it, but I could also see him figuring that half the girls wouldn't be there. The last couple of practices have been like that.
I wish I had contact information for the Girl Scout organizer who said she'd place Cordelia in the Daisy troop at another school. She hasn't gotten back to me about when the meetings are. I've heard through unofficial channels that there's a meeting Monday at 6:30, but the mother who told me that has a daughter who's a Brownie and isn't sure that's when the Daisies meet (though it's likely). Neither of us are sure if we're supposed to just show up or if we're supposed to wait for official notice. The troop leaders may or may not be expecting us.
I'm expecting a call any time now to tell me that my uncle, the oldest of my mother's brothers, has passed away. My step-father told me, when my mother wasn't around to hear, that my uncle's in a coma and not expected to wake. He said that Mom, right now, is dealing with it by not acknowledging it and that her other brothers are traveling to be there to make the necessary decisions and arrangements. I'd wondered if something was up because Mom sounds stressed every time she answers the phone.
I feel distant from this. I haven't seen this particular uncle in at least twenty years. I'm more concerned about Mom and her other brothers and about my uncle's two daughters (who've been largely estranged from him for years). This is also going to bring matters about my grandfather to a head as my uncle and his girlfriend have been living with him for months and, in spite of the very major problems all three had, made leaving Grandpa in his home feasible. Grandpa's Alzheimer's is advanced enough that he only remembers a minute or two of the immediate past, and he can't be trusted to take care of himself physically.
Thursday seems to be my day for updates. I suppose it makes sense. I'm fitting paragraphs in between bouts of tidying, and I'm stressed out over all the stuff that needs doing between now and dinnertime. Writing and posting help me with that.
