Productive

Jun. 6th, 2011 11:12 am
sessifet: (Smiling)
I've been reclaiming the garden one square metre at a time and the difference is impressive even though I've only done a small amount (compared to what needs to be done in total). Due to years of only minimal maintenance, I have yet to find many plants that my limited skills can save. The plants are either dead or completely stunted and twisted and unhappy looking.

I try not to think about how much work is still to come because gibbering in sheer terror does not get the garden cleared, damnit.

Neither does it get my stuff upstairs unpacked and tidied away, so I think I'll go do a bit of that now before I go into the garden again to do battle with the honeysuckle (and evey other damned weed).

Productive

Jun. 6th, 2011 11:12 am
sessifet: (Smiling)
I've been reclaiming the garden one square metre at a time and the difference is impressive even though I've only done a small amount (compared to what needs to be done in total). Due to years of only minimal maintenance, I have yet to find many plants that my limited skills can save. The plants are either dead or completely stunted and twisted and unhappy looking.

I try not to think about how much work is still to come because gibbering in sheer terror does not get the garden cleared, damnit.

Neither does it get my stuff upstairs unpacked and tidied away, so I think I'll go do a bit of that now before I go into the garden again to do battle with the honeysuckle (and evey other damned weed).
sessifet: (Confuzzled)
9:15: Going to be a busy day: packing to move to Geekhouse North on Saturday. Tea first.

9:20-9:50: Transfer files from desktop to Win2000 laptop so I'll have something to read after packing my books.*

10:00: I don't know where my crockery is. I know it's supposed to be in the house, but I don't know its precise geographical location. This is vexing.

10:15: Bouncing to Radio 2. Getting into packing and moving mood now.

11:00 I only have a shelf full of books? Where's the rest?

11:30: Packed my altar.

11:45: Where in the blazes is my monitor?

12:00: Done some dishes. Tea now.

12:20: Remind self I have not lost Fern. Fern is waiting for me in my room.

I needn't have worried all that much. I only brought over what could fit in the boot and half the backseat of a Rover75. Which isn't a lot. So not a lot of packing, just a lot of hunting around figuring out where things have migrated to over the past 14 months. It does mean my brain occasionally goes 'I'm sure we had more last time we packed...'.

12:25: Found my crockery. It was lurking in the conservatory.

13:30: Lunch.

14:00: My books only take up two boxes! This is unnatural.

14:35: Realise I'm moving into a house with a bacon-scented air freshener.

14:40: Informed HSBC of address change via phone. Go me.

14:50: Ordered nummies from the Pyramid Scheme of Nom

15:30: Time for tea.

15:40: I've tidied 'my' side of the desk.

16:00: Still haven't found my monitor. Getting tempted to nick this one.

16:10: Overwhelming urge to read one of my books. Which have all been packed. My brain is a cat. Or just an evil little fucker.**

16:25: Did rest of dishes.

16:30: I appear to have achieved 'teafee'. Not good.

17:00: Bop to Eurythmics after having achieved coffee.

17:05: Decide to pack room tomorrow.

17:10: Walk into door.

17:15: Realise I've not had a cigarette today.

17:20: Post this and go have a cigarette.

* Hmm? Yes, I do live in a house filled with books. Your point?

** Yes. I know. I live in a house filled with books. This does not seem to make any significant difference. They're not my books, which apparently does make a difference. Don't ask me, I don't know either.

Oh. Before I forget:

'Teafee' Recipe:

1. Decide to make tea.
2. Get mug and add tea bag.
3. Turn on kettle.
4. Return to packing and tidying and general dancing around to music.
5. Return 15 minutes later, realise you want tea.
6. Add tea bag to already present mug.
7. Repeat once more.
8. Wander into kitchen and realise you want coffee.
9. Add instant to mug while kettle boils.
10. Add boiling water.
11. Drink.
12. Go 'nyargh'.
sessifet: (Confuzzled)
9:15: Going to be a busy day: packing to move to Geekhouse North on Saturday. Tea first.

9:20-9:50: Transfer files from desktop to Win2000 laptop so I'll have something to read after packing my books.*

10:00: I don't know where my crockery is. I know it's supposed to be in the house, but I don't know its precise geographical location. This is vexing.

10:15: Bouncing to Radio 2. Getting into packing and moving mood now.

11:00 I only have a shelf full of books? Where's the rest?

11:30: Packed my altar.

11:45: Where in the blazes is my monitor?

12:00: Done some dishes. Tea now.

12:20: Remind self I have not lost Fern. Fern is waiting for me in my room.

I needn't have worried all that much. I only brought over what could fit in the boot and half the backseat of a Rover75. Which isn't a lot. So not a lot of packing, just a lot of hunting around figuring out where things have migrated to over the past 14 months. It does mean my brain occasionally goes 'I'm sure we had more last time we packed...'.

12:25: Found my crockery. It was lurking in the conservatory.

13:30: Lunch.

14:00: My books only take up two boxes! This is unnatural.

14:35: Realise I'm moving into a house with a bacon-scented air freshener.

14:40: Informed HSBC of address change via phone. Go me.

14:50: Ordered nummies from the Pyramid Scheme of Nom

15:30: Time for tea.

15:40: I've tidied 'my' side of the desk.

16:00: Still haven't found my monitor. Getting tempted to nick this one.

16:10: Overwhelming urge to read one of my books. Which have all been packed. My brain is a cat. Or just an evil little fucker.**

16:25: Did rest of dishes.

16:30: I appear to have achieved 'teafee'. Not good.

17:00: Bop to Eurythmics after having achieved coffee.

17:05: Decide to pack room tomorrow.

17:10: Walk into door.

17:15: Realise I've not had a cigarette today.

17:20: Post this and go have a cigarette.

* Hmm? Yes, I do live in a house filled with books. Your point?

** Yes. I know. I live in a house filled with books. This does not seem to make any significant difference. They're not my books, which apparently does make a difference. Don't ask me, I don't know either.

Oh. Before I forget:

'Teafee' Recipe:

1. Decide to make tea.
2. Get mug and add tea bag.
3. Turn on kettle.
4. Return to packing and tidying and general dancing around to music.
5. Return 15 minutes later, realise you want tea.
6. Add tea bag to already present mug.
7. Repeat once more.
8. Wander into kitchen and realise you want coffee.
9. Add instant to mug while kettle boils.
10. Add boiling water.
11. Drink.
12. Go 'nyargh'.

Cleaning

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...or that was the plan. Of course, I can't actually do anything, due to the buggered hand.
So why am I sitting here, while I could be still lying snuggled up in bed? Well, I guess I'm going along for moral support. I must be bonkers.

Edit

Hmm, today wasn't spent hauling concrete. Rather it was spent preparing for hauling concrete, which will happen next Friday. We'll see how much I can do then. I guess it'll be more than today (this is easy).
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...or that was the plan. Of course, I can't actually do anything, due to the buggered hand.
So why am I sitting here, while I could be still lying snuggled up in bed? Well, I guess I'm going along for moral support. I must be bonkers.

Edit

Hmm, today wasn't spent hauling concrete. Rather it was spent preparing for hauling concrete, which will happen next Friday. We'll see how much I can do then. I guess it'll be more than today (this is easy).

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