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Jan. 26th, 2015 09:04 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_rckWe will have to go into town to the library some time in the middle of this week. We went to the library yesterday around 4:30. At 5:30, two holds came in for Cordelia, and one came in for me. Those holds will expire on Saturday, and they are things we want. Well, I could probably let the CD that's waiting for me go, but Cordelia wants her two books badly.
I didn't do any writing yesterday. I'm not entirely sure why. I sort of felt like I didn't have any space for it, somehow. I don't know if I'll write today. There's no school, and, as usual, I've got extra kids. I'm not at all sure about writing PWP stuff when the kids are around.
I'm debating posting my two stories for The Pretender to a fandom specific archive, but I'm not sure. The archive doesn't seem to be very active in terms of new stories being posted, and I can't tell how many people actually visit and read there. Then again, what harm could it do? It's just a bit of time to figure everything out.
Then again, right now, I'm in a different room than they are (They're playing Just Dance, either 4 or 2015, and kicked me out of the living room for the duration. I'm not entirely sure I should be allowing Just Dance. I know that the eight year old boy is having asthma issues. I'm to give him medicine at 11 and again at 3. I don't know if Just Dance is likely to set him off or if he can be trusted to judge what will set him off. I guess I'm relying on his older sister to know.
I didn't sleep very well last night. I made the mistake of having a piece of bread some time between 10 and 10:30, and that meant reflux for most of the night. The bread was really good, though, fresh potato bread. It wouldn't have been nearly as good today. I'm not sure it was worth it, but it was really good.
Scott cooked turkey burgers last night, six of them. There's one left. I may have it for lunch today. Then again, our guests' mother sent chicken patties. There's likely to be enough of those for me, too.
With the addition of the new pants I just bought (I've discovered that double layering pants keeps me a lot warmer, so I'm wearing stretch pants and regular pants under my dresses), Scott's and my laundry has gone from just barely fitting in two loads to definitely needing three loads. I'm not pleased by this because three loads is as much as I can reliably get done in a day, and Cordelia's stuff needs washing, too. I can do four or even five loads in a day if I get started early and change everything over as soon as I possibly can, but I'm unlikely to do that. I may just have to resign myself to doing some of our laundry on Mondays. Cordelia's stuff still needs to be done every Sunday; she doesn't have enough pants to stretch an extra day.
I didn't do any writing yesterday. I'm not entirely sure why. I sort of felt like I didn't have any space for it, somehow. I don't know if I'll write today. There's no school, and, as usual, I've got extra kids. I'm not at all sure about writing PWP stuff when the kids are around.
I'm debating posting my two stories for The Pretender to a fandom specific archive, but I'm not sure. The archive doesn't seem to be very active in terms of new stories being posted, and I can't tell how many people actually visit and read there. Then again, what harm could it do? It's just a bit of time to figure everything out.
Then again, right now, I'm in a different room than they are (They're playing Just Dance, either 4 or 2015, and kicked me out of the living room for the duration. I'm not entirely sure I should be allowing Just Dance. I know that the eight year old boy is having asthma issues. I'm to give him medicine at 11 and again at 3. I don't know if Just Dance is likely to set him off or if he can be trusted to judge what will set him off. I guess I'm relying on his older sister to know.
I didn't sleep very well last night. I made the mistake of having a piece of bread some time between 10 and 10:30, and that meant reflux for most of the night. The bread was really good, though, fresh potato bread. It wouldn't have been nearly as good today. I'm not sure it was worth it, but it was really good.
Scott cooked turkey burgers last night, six of them. There's one left. I may have it for lunch today. Then again, our guests' mother sent chicken patties. There's likely to be enough of those for me, too.
With the addition of the new pants I just bought (I've discovered that double layering pants keeps me a lot warmer, so I'm wearing stretch pants and regular pants under my dresses), Scott's and my laundry has gone from just barely fitting in two loads to definitely needing three loads. I'm not pleased by this because three loads is as much as I can reliably get done in a day, and Cordelia's stuff needs washing, too. I can do four or even five loads in a day if I get started early and change everything over as soon as I possibly can, but I'm unlikely to do that. I may just have to resign myself to doing some of our laundry on Mondays. Cordelia's stuff still needs to be done every Sunday; she doesn't have enough pants to stretch an extra day.
