Friday, yet again

So, I haven't been keeping up the daily records here, but I've been writing them out by hand. I think I should post them here and back date them, so I have a continuous record here. I like writing them out by hand and I have a nice little moleskine book with page-a-day space. It's supposed to be a To Do Diary sort of thing, but I find that unless I can see my whole week or month's schedule, I forget that something's due until the day it's due.

Which brings me to my car registration; I should have gotten the renewal form in the mail and haven't. I'll be going online and getting that done tonight, oh golly yes.

I got an email from a recruiter; one of the jobs he'd been talking to me about last year has decided they do want to interview me. The company gets pretty awful reviews on glassdoor, but they're paying over my minimum, the job is temp-to-hire, it's swing shift (which gives me mornings to spend doing creative things, or sleeping), and it's a job, which is really the thing I need. Without the first job, no matter how terrible, I can't get the second job, which will (one hopes) be better. Etc...

I'm hoping to get today's chapter of my fanfic finished early. I've got most of it thought through in my head, now I just need to get it out through my fingers. Then I can knit and hang out later tonight with Geordie.

Dammit, I forgot to get something out of the freezer for dinner. Argh.

I think that's it for now. Time to stop procrastinating.


So, today's the day my weekly fanfic chapter is due. Why am I poking around on tumblr?

(Spoilers: because I'm a procrastinator.)

The thing is, the chapter's in my head the same now as it is when I'm overtired and stressed at 1am, so why do I let myself get so distracted?

Time to go write.

First of the New Year

Already Monday, in the New Year. The past two days have been relaxing and quiet, which I think is a hopeful start for this year.

I bought a Page-A-Day moleskine journal in a pretty purple, because I want to keep better track of my daily life - the little daily boring bits. These two days haven't been super exciting, but it's nice to write things down anyway.

Geordie got me a drawing tablet for Christmas. I'm really excited - my old one was was, uh, 20 years old or so? Anyway, this one's got active pen pressure and the active area is HUGE. There's a lot I want to do with it, and one of my goals for the year is to learn more about how to draw with my eyes on the screen and not on my hand. Phew, it's trickier than it sounds.

I'm still working on setting goals for the new year, but they'll include publishing my writing, getting a job in my field, blogging regularly (on Medium and maybe Wordpress), and reading and reviewing at least 30 books.

Tomorrow I've got several errands to run and I'll be taking Merrie out to practice her driving.

Happy New Year

Well. It's 11:16pm my time, Pacific Standard Time, and we're opening a bottle of (inexpensive) champagne to help drink away 2016.

It has been a fucking awful year for many - deaths both personal and public have filled every single month, sometimes as many as one death per day. I'm hoping that 2017 is better. Golly, I hope so.

I don't have much to say that's intelligent. Everything I could say has already been said more and better by everyone else.

Just, let's work together on fixing what we can, okay?

I'll see you on the other side, filled with champagne and fruitcake.

Fic Rec

So, I'm idly poking through people's Yuletide recs and I found this one for Antler Guy and Neighbor Steve, which is a tumblr post about a really interesting and sort of creepy statue that someone passes on their way to work every day.

A story has grown up around the tumblr post, as these things do, and now it's a Yuletide fandom. This story is exquisite - different from the tumblr story and delightful, filled with the peculiarities of a non-human, ancient eldrich viewpoint.

It's a Neighborly Day in this Beautywood

Go, read, pay tribute. Lasagne is a good choice.

Tuesday, ending up at Eugene

Well, we found snow! We drove out from Ashland yesterday, ate breakfast at the Morning Glory cafe, stopped into Jenny's Yarn store in Medford, then drove up and out to Crater Lake. It was amazing - filled with snow and beautiful views. Unfortunately, the lake itself is closed in unless you ski or have snowshoes. They used to have tunnels to the viewing points which allowed for lake viewing during the winter. They're gone now, and no one who works there seems to remember them, or have any idea when they were gotten rid of.

One guy said, "Well, they weren't here in '15..." to which I said, "So, at least a year, then." He gazed at me blankly and said, "Well, two."

Uhm. Surely not. If they weren't here in December 2015 and it's now December 2016, that's only one year. Yes, we're nearly into 2017, but that's ... not quite the same as two years. Two years would be December 2017, NEXT year. *sigh*

Anyway, we drove slowly along back down the road, starting on the way to Bend, Or. Halfway along, we changed our minds and drove to Eureka instead.

We poked about on Yelp in Eureka, looking for a place to eat. We settled on Tap and Growler; it was great. Good beers and ciders, good interesting food, nicely price and reasonable serving sizes. Where we had breakfast was more expensive and we couldn't eat it all.

Now we're relaxing in the hotel, hanging out online and watching Overboard. I've gotten lots of knitting done and it's been a nice day.

Daily Record, Sunday Dec 25

It's 10:30pm on Christmas and I'm so tired. Nearly a week ago, we all had a major blow-up between us (started by Merrie, who went completely off the rails and was angry at Geordie about something that he hasn't done, hadn't done, and wouldn't do. This led to a few days of tenseness and anxiety, but now things are mostly smoothed over. It's sort of like papering over giant cracks, but with enough paper, they'll hold weight.)

About three weeks ago, one of my old friends through my ex-husband got back in touch with me on Facebook. I mean, she got in touch with me at all on Facebook, just I hadn't heard from her in about seven years.She said they missed us and wanted to be in touch, regardless of their relationship (and my lack of relationship) with my ex.

So today we went to their house for a while. I haven't been there in seven years - it was amazing. Everyone remembered me, there were so many familiar faces. Her family is huge, both in number and in size. She and her husband are both taller than me (not hard) but also large. Their children, who are just about Merrie's age, are GIANTS. Taller and bigger than Geordie, the two boys, and the girl is just about his size and weight. Very nice to hug, honestly, but I felt so TINY.

We'd started a turkey roasting before we left, got there about 2, ate gumbo and dessert, chatted with so many people (and made a few potential job contacts?!), and then had to leave in a hurry when my ex-husband showed up. (We'd known he was going to come to the party, he comes every year.)

At home, we finished cooking the turkey, made sides, ate Traditional Christmas Dinner with a bottle of champagne, and then I cleaned the kitchen. Now there's laundry finishing, my feet are sore, and I could totally just go to sleep. (I'm sure the half-a-bottle of champagne isn't helping).

We have cats snuggling and nice knitting to do, while we watch a classic Christmas movie, Die Hard I.

Oh, I've gotten to the heel of a pair of complicated fair isle socks. I haven't been working on them steadily until recently. Once I finally got going, they started moving right along. Of course. They're very pretty.

I hope you had a good holiday and that you're enjoying yourself as much as you can.

DR: Friday, day of fries?

Well. Up again mostly on time and out into the cold house. I don't know what's up with this house - in the summer it's sweltering and in the winter it's freezing. In summer, we leave the front door open (the wooden door, not the metal security door - that's always closed and locked) and the house is nicely aired out, but by September, if you leave the door open past 2pm, the house heats up and then won't cool down until midnight. I mean, it heats up more - it'll get plenty warm even with the door closed.

In the winter, the house never gets warm. We've got a heater and it's chugging along, but the house just never warms up properly, no matter how much sun there is. We can get the house to basically tolerable if chilly, but no warmer. My toes hate it.

Anyway, I drew some cards - I haven't mailed holiday cards (in years), but this year feels like it needs a little more cheer spread around, so I'm planning on sending out End of Year cards. I'm drawing little ACEO sized 'coloring cards' to include for people. I can get about three done at a time before I start to feel like there's something more urgent to do.

I got those done, I made a nice brunch of cooked rainbow chard, a fried egg, and fried tomato slices (dry fried, really, in a ceramic nonstick pan) and then started painting a gift for some friends. (Which reminds me, I need to check with them about having us swing by on Christmas.) (Done.)

Now I need to write this week's fanfic chapter.

We're having Chinese food for dinner - it's tasty and relaxing. And we don't have to cook it!

Daily Records, a week at a time

Monday, I baked the fruitcakes. I'm looking forward to eating them in another week. All the recipes say they should be left, with frequent boozy bathings, for at least two weeks. We're starting to get boxes of gifts delivered - it's a fun time of year.

Also, I finally made the stars I wanted to from the soda and beer cans I've been saving. My hands got a bit cut up, but I like the stars. I'll be making more. We went out after dinner to get beers in interesting cans.

Tuesday was much more exciting. Merrie wants to learn how to drive and we were going to get her professional lessons, but they're super expensive. Since she's already had some lessons, in an automatic, I'm going to teach her some driving in mine. I have a manual, which I love. We went out to Alameda, to a part of the island which is mostly deserted during the day. She drove! She practiced going through the gears and then surged and burbled her way around on the roads. Yes, I've got insurance for her - no worries.

We stopped at Starbucks; there was a HUGE branded mug there - easily big enough to be a large plant pot. It was a hundred bucks, so far too expensive to buy, but oddly tempting.

On Wednesday, Merrie and I went to see Moana (for the second time) at the local theater here in Hayward. We stopped into the little bookstore here and I found copies of two books I used to have but lost. (They might be buried in the boxes I have in storage, but for now, that's as good as lost.) Native Tongue and its sequel, Judas Rose. I'm about halfway through Native Tongue, but I haven't had a chance to finish it yet.

Thursday was Merrie's birthday!!!!! We hung out and had a relaxing morning, then Geordie came home from work and we went out to sushi dinner. Then, we ate the delicious birthday cake I make for her every year: Birthday Cake.

Friday was quiet. I got housework done and fought this week's chapter of my ongoing Hobbit fanfic to a standstill. Sometimes the chapters are easy, sometimes they're awful. Ugh.

Saturday, I picked Merrie up at work. We went to get Fenton's ice cream (which she'd wanted for second dessert on Thursday) and then she drove a bit more.

Sunday Geordie and I went up to Napa and drove around through the nice day. Chilly, but very pretty. We stopped into V Sattui (a great winery) and then came home in the gathering dark.

Monday was mostly housework for me - I got the front room cleared up a bit, caught up on the kitchen and laundry, and got some presents wrapped.

Today I went out with Merrie to the post office and mailed a couple of things to the UK. Then she went off to meet a friend for Rogue One and I came home to see Rogue One with Geordie. If you've seen it, I'd love to talk about it.

Now it's bedtime!