Monday, July 31, 2017

A Nap or ???

Busy weekend means a lot got done but also a lot of aching people in my house.  Ken and Vicki worked on a whole bunch of things while I took care of a bunch of computer stuff.

Ken replaced the small step off our deck with a wider and longer step.  It looks lovely and will be easier once he gets a railing up.  Vicki liked it a lot.

Vicki got part of her living room painted and with Ken got shelves assembled.  Of course she loaded them up with books.

I worked on Wayfarer 16.  This morning when I had time alone in the house it took me four hours to finish it.  I like how this book turned out.  I'm not sure on the ending - but I never am.

I'm showered and dressed - odd for a vacation day but I am.  Next I'm going to go take a nap.  Or maybe I'll read Wild Magic since I think I want to work on Wild Magic 2 next.  Or maybe I'll take a break from it all and watch a movie while I crochet.  So many options.  Nap is sounding good especially since I had a weird night sleep.

Tomorrow I have someone coming to help me with the organization I want to do.  Hopefully we get a lot done but we will see.  I'm looking forward to seeing her.

The rest of this week will go to editing Wayfarer 12 and getting it published.  I'm really excited to get this out there.  I've been working on covers and I need to work on back material.  It's exciting!

Friday, July 28, 2017

Response Time for Alarm Less Than 60 Seconds

My middle daughter who works in a prison as a librarian sent this text to the family texts.  I read this twice before it hit me.  Now obviously she sent the text so she must be okay.  There are a lot of reasons why an alarm might go off in a prison - medical, fight... but this is one time my mom concern came out.

My girls are all adults.  They are capable of making their own decisions and taking care of themselves.  Generally I wait for them to tell me the good, the bad, and the bizarre.

With this text, I actually set everything aside and called my daughter.  Normally I wouldn't be able to because she's not allowed her phone in the prison but I knew she was on lunch.  I called and said, what happened and are you all right.

As I said, there are a lot of explanations for an alarm.  In this case, it was a faulty radio which kept sending out an alert of an emergency for the officer in the library.

The good news - no injuries or drama.  Of course I gave her crap because she texted a deliberately provocative message, meant to make me go - what the F**K.  This is the warped sense of humor my family has.

Wednesday, July 26, 2017

Pre-Vacation Cranky

Prevacation cranky has come over me.  Next week I'm off my day job and will be able to work on anything I want to.  If you've read my blog - you know I have a to do list.  Counting the weekends, I'm going to have nine days off!  I cannot wait.

I have writing and publishing goals.  I have household goals.  I have crochet goals.  Are there more goals than I can accomplish in nine days?  Probably, most definitely.

Writing has been stampeding me.  I've written four novels with a fifth nearly done.  I've submitted a bunch of my novels for contests.  I've submitted a story for a book.  I had a pattern accepted in a magazine, sent it off for photographing and got it back.  I sold it to a friend who liked it.  I've been editing where I can.  It's been crazy busy.

During my lunch hour and when I watch training at work, I pick up my crocheting.  I've made pot holders and coasters.  I tried a new pattern which I'm going to have to tweak because it was poorly written.  However I like the idea so I'll tweak it.  I've fulfilled one crochet order and gotten paid.

My house is a mess.  I can't seem to keep up on it.  I'll pick up as I'm able (which isn't much) but I have piles of laundry in my bathroom and lots of stuff sitting around in my living room.  It's starting to bug me so more effort.... unless I get too involved in writing my novel.

We painted boards for Vicki so Ken and her can build her bookshelves and a desk.  The shutters we wanted to replace the plastic ones on our house went on sale with a rebate.  We picked them up.  Next step is to paint them and put them up.  Hopefully sooner rather than later.

If things go well, I'll have help a couple times this next week to work on more organizing, discarding, and cleaning of my house.  If schedules don't mesh, I'll work on other things.  I know my days off are going to fly by but I can't wait to have the time to work on what I want and get stuff done and off that never ending to do list.

For next week, I've got specific days which I'm working with other people.  Other than that I'm hoping for quiet days at home so I can do what I want, when I want, and without a lot of fussing.  A lot of peace and quiet to help recharge my batteries.

Wednesday, July 12, 2017

Violence is not the solution

When your daughter calls to say "I'm okay", there is always a moment of oh shit, what happened.  My oldest daughter called me yesterday to give me a heads up her place of work was going to be in the news.  She was working and in the parking lot a lot of drama took place.  Apparently two people had a confrontation resulting in one of them shooting the other.

Apparently the two people were arguing over a parking spot.  My daughter said her car might be in some of the footage.  I'm glad it was her car and not her.  She lives in a large metropolitan area, crime is expected.

At work yesterday I got notified a robbery suspect was at large in the small town I work in.  This is not common.  Yes, there is crime but not generally armed robbery.  Are we safer in the small town?  I doubt it.  Shit happens when and where it happens.

Fortunately for my family, no one was involved any more than peripherally.  The robbery notice I got, I disregarded as I wasn't near the location and doubted I'd see the suspect from my building.  My daughter's incident took my breath away because there's the instinct to protect.  However, after a bit of discussion and joking about letting people have whatever parking spot they want, it had little affect on me.  We were fortunate.

The "give me what I want no matter what" attitude is beyond my comprehension.  Perhaps because I grew up on a farm where we worked hard and appreciated the benefits we managed to eke out, I find this attitude a horrible symptom in our society.  I'm not going to say it's a generation or a young person's attitude.  I certainly know older people who have this attitude.  I find it shallow and counter productive to a healthy society.

To me, it doesn't matter what your beliefs are or what you look like or your abilities.  What matters is are you a productive member of society?  Are you working to the best of your ability to take care of yourself?  If you are, we're good do what you want with your life.  If you aren't, get a clue.  You aren't some anointed God or Goddess who has power and control over lesser beings.  There are no lesser beings.  We're all interconnected and need to rely on each other to make it through.

Is a parking spot worth a man's life?  If he dies, are you willing to live with the fact you took a life?  I've got a temper and I know it's not easy but walk away.  Walk away, call the police, and don't do something you can't take back.

Friday, July 7, 2017

One Down...

This week a friend came over to spend the morning helping me get my living room cleaned and organized.  Things got shifted, cleaned and rearranged.  The living room looks wonderful!  I'm very pleased and can't thank my friend enough for helping me.

My stress level goes down every time something gets organized.  When I can move through the house and not be banging into things, I feel better and less stressed.  Now I have to work on the other rooms.

In my office I have a bookshelf which has random stuff all over it.  There's no organization and in reality, I'm not sure what the heck is on there.  In the closet, I want to make a shipping center so when I have a package to send out, I can go in there and easily find what I'm looking for.  There's three or four boxes of genealogy stuff to go through.

Genealogy always takes longer.  I started with a stack of papers less than an inch thick.  It took me two hours and I didn't get all the way through.  It's a lot of data to process, research to do and then where does it get put?  I have a file cabinet full of folders by last name.  If I have a folder, it's easy enough to file.  If I don't have a file, it gets more complicated.

Some of the work I can do on my own.  I need to start sorting through what is on the shelves and figure out what to do with it.  The closet I'm going to need help.  My biggest frustration is I used to tackle a room and get it done in a day or less.  Now with my limitations I struggle to get through a day unless I have someone else to help me.  I keep reminding myself, I can only do what I can do.

Thursday, July 6, 2017

Waving the White Flag

We have a new built in dishwasher!  It's built in!!! No more clunky beast rolling back and forth from the dining room to the kitchen.

Our a/c stopped working which required a call to the repair guys.  When they repaired the a/c, they discovered our furnace was not working properly.  We needed a new one.  This is never what you want to hear.  Then they told us it was covered under warranty.  Thank goodness.  They have been out and repaired the furnace as well.

This leaves me with a few more repairs.  When they installed the dishwasher, they discovered the cabinet under the sink was going and the sink was not in good shape.  It looks like redoing my kitchen will have to come sooner than I really want.

Ken was working in the basement making sure the furnace guy could get through, when he discovered our water heater is leaking.  This means more money.

I've got a call in to a tree trimmer because we  have four trees which need to come out.  I've gotten one quote, but I want at least one more.

All of these household expenses on top of the medical expenses is making 2017 a difficult year.  I like the new dishwasher and I'm happy my a/c is working and our furnace won't kill us but I'm waving the white flag.

All I can do is pay my bills, start buying supplies for the kitchen redo and hope things last until I can get the work done.

Back at the Grindstone

With nine days off, you would think I got a lot accomplished.  I did when it comes to spending time with my girls but off my to-do list?  No...