Last night after work, the roads were clear of snow, so I decided to go to Walmart. I discovered that the Walmart near my house is not nearly as good as the Walmart near my parents' house. It was... perplexing. I had a long list of stuff to get (in general, not just at Walmart), and it was odd which things they had and which they didn't. Like, I couldn't find a dushpan and brush. I found a *mini* dustpan and brush set, which was so small it would be no good at all if someone, say, broke a glass, and a large set with a long handle like I used to have to use when I worked at Boston Market, but no just regular-size dustpan and brush! They didn't have the bookshelves that my parents recently purchased at their Walmart--they had no cheap bookshelves at all. They had garlic salt but not oregano. I was slightly confused the entire time I was there, and I got very few of the items on my list. Of everything I did buy, nothing was particularly needful and all of it could have been purchased some other time. It wasn't a useless trip, but it wasn't particularly productive either.
After Walmart, I came home, made myself an omelette, hung pictures in the kitchen, watched Heroes, and ironed. Yes, ironed. The red curtains (that previously hung in the doorway between the living room and the office in my last apartment with Jorn) were all wrinkled, especially around the bottoms where they dragged on the floor, and I want to hang them on my bed, so I ironed them. Now I need to ask Mrs. Chancellor if she can hem them for me. They need to be a good 8-10 inches shorter if they're not going to drag on the floor. I don't really want them to drag on the floor. I also ironed the peacock tapestry, since it's been folded up in boxes for at least two, probably closer to three years. I measured the tapestry and measured the wall behind my desk, and it looks like if I hang it flush to the ceiling it'll fit perfectly. But that's a project for more than one person, definitely. One more item on the list of things I'd like my dad's help with hanging (the others are my Indiana Jones and Maxfield Parrish pictures for the living room, now that they're framed, because they're big, and also my Storypeople, because there's going to be three of those sharing a wall and my dad is good at measuring so things look good next to each other).
If you're bored with hearing about what I'm doing to my apartment all the time... well, tough. Working on the apartment has been making me happy and productive, and I like writing about things that make me happy and productive. Neither of those have been common occurrences in a long time, and I'm enjoying working hard and seeing results and enjoying myself for a change. I've been far too used to slinking around listlessly and whining. When it's all done I'll take pictures and post a tour of the place, and then everybody can see what I've been going on about. I'm just hoping I can ride the happy-productive wave through finishing the apartment and into getting back into yoga and starting to write again. I'm thinking that my trip to AWP might be happening at exactly the right time for maximizing my excitement about writing, since the apartment really is almost done and I need a peaceful, neat, comfortable home if I'm going to write.
After Walmart, I came home, made myself an omelette, hung pictures in the kitchen, watched Heroes, and ironed. Yes, ironed. The red curtains (that previously hung in the doorway between the living room and the office in my last apartment with Jorn) were all wrinkled, especially around the bottoms where they dragged on the floor, and I want to hang them on my bed, so I ironed them. Now I need to ask Mrs. Chancellor if she can hem them for me. They need to be a good 8-10 inches shorter if they're not going to drag on the floor. I don't really want them to drag on the floor. I also ironed the peacock tapestry, since it's been folded up in boxes for at least two, probably closer to three years. I measured the tapestry and measured the wall behind my desk, and it looks like if I hang it flush to the ceiling it'll fit perfectly. But that's a project for more than one person, definitely. One more item on the list of things I'd like my dad's help with hanging (the others are my Indiana Jones and Maxfield Parrish pictures for the living room, now that they're framed, because they're big, and also my Storypeople, because there's going to be three of those sharing a wall and my dad is good at measuring so things look good next to each other).
If you're bored with hearing about what I'm doing to my apartment all the time... well, tough. Working on the apartment has been making me happy and productive, and I like writing about things that make me happy and productive. Neither of those have been common occurrences in a long time, and I'm enjoying working hard and seeing results and enjoying myself for a change. I've been far too used to slinking around listlessly and whining. When it's all done I'll take pictures and post a tour of the place, and then everybody can see what I've been going on about. I'm just hoping I can ride the happy-productive wave through finishing the apartment and into getting back into yoga and starting to write again. I'm thinking that my trip to AWP might be happening at exactly the right time for maximizing my excitement about writing, since the apartment really is almost done and I need a peaceful, neat, comfortable home if I'm going to write.
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Date: 2007-02-27 05:36 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2007-02-27 06:37 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2007-02-27 10:47 pm (UTC)From:I second
We've been doing a lot of - BION - unpacking and straightening - I know we moved here over two years ago, but we got here just a few days before we had to start teaching, and RL has been one crisis after another, so most of the house still looks like we just moved in - it has felt SO GOOD to start making it OUR place. (It isn't just the Strattera!)
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Date: 2007-02-28 03:42 pm (UTC)From:it's good to hear you happy:)
did mr sam move in last night?
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Date: 2007-02-28 11:17 pm (UTC)From:No, it'll be next Tuesday. I'm going out of town this weekend, so I'll bring him home after I get back. My parents really don't think he's going to be happy, but we'll see how it goes...