After my busy Sunday driving across the state, packing and moving boxes, eating out, etc. I was pretty much a mess on Monday. I felt sick and congested, sore and old. I don't think I accomplished anything other than packing a few small items and .. I have no idea. I didn't go to Mom's. I think I mostly sat around being sore and sick. I know I finished a couple of books. Hmm.
And then yesterday was pretty much a wash. Back to work day. I walked to the mall at lunch and swapped an xmas gift for a working one. I deposited a check. I bought a calendar. I went back to work, spent some gossip time finding out how everyone's holiday went. I came home and dragged around doing not much.
Didn't get as much done today as I wanted to. I had a WFH day today, and it was dead, so I was sort of hoping I'd have tons of stuff ready to go into the attic. Alas! I did manage to get three loads of laundry done and put away (including some curtains, dishcloths, towels, and bathmats that will go into storage), I did the final household grocery shopping (and put it all away), I did the dishes, I packed up a few things, tested all my batteries and put all the dead ones together for recycling, I put together and mailed off some sweepstakes entries, I did some paperwork processing, did the upstairs trash, got rid of a pile of videotapes from mom's place (have to throw stuff out here from there, else she might want to rescue it from the trash and keep it) and I "worked" 8 hours, but it doesn't feel like much unless it generates sealed, labeled boxes.
P wants to get the living room finished (all that's left now is just books and furniture, so it's easy) so he can start painting in there, so that's this weekend's goal. I will try to start before the weekend, of course. Want to get two of the bookcases from there over to Mom's, anyway, and the sooner the better. All the better to unpack into!
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January is ticking away! I have a lot of things scheduled for the rest of this month. The ones that don't involve my job: Saturday P invited me, Mary Ellen and her husband Jeff over to have a birthday meal for Mary Ellen. Sunday and Monday is packing mania! Also Monday evening I have an MRI scheduled to maybe help diagnose the chirping in my ear. Of course I want it to be nothing, but then when will it go away? The alternatives are a little scary and would probably involve surgery. So really the best I can hope for is tinnitus, which means it might never go away? Good times. Better times: I am totally claustrophobic and MRIs make me crazy. Going to have to swill some Ativan for that puppy.
Switching my WFH day next week to Tuesday so I can go see William Gibson speak at the Coolidge Corner Theater on Wednesday (be easier to get in via T from work, so switching makes sense). Friday is Arisia, which I reserved a hotel room for and bought a membership for last month, only to realize later that I'd be moving in the middle of it. Brian has reserved a van for Sunday, so I think I'm just going to do two days at the con, then come home and borrow his van for the few big things that are going to Mom's place. P is going to help me move the stuff over there, so as of the 15th I'll be sleeping there and just be cleaning up the rest here.
The 17th is another author reading at the Brookline Booksmith: Carol O'Connell. I've loved her books for years, so that should be interesting. The 18th is a revolving open night at the BU Observatory. Depending on the weather I might go. Then again, I might wait a few months for it to warm up.
And then I think I'll take the rest of the month to settle in at Mom's. There's a lot to do, and I'm sure I'll have technology snags and other readjustments.
And then yesterday was pretty much a wash. Back to work day. I walked to the mall at lunch and swapped an xmas gift for a working one. I deposited a check. I bought a calendar. I went back to work, spent some gossip time finding out how everyone's holiday went. I came home and dragged around doing not much.
Didn't get as much done today as I wanted to. I had a WFH day today, and it was dead, so I was sort of hoping I'd have tons of stuff ready to go into the attic. Alas! I did manage to get three loads of laundry done and put away (including some curtains, dishcloths, towels, and bathmats that will go into storage), I did the final household grocery shopping (and put it all away), I did the dishes, I packed up a few things, tested all my batteries and put all the dead ones together for recycling, I put together and mailed off some sweepstakes entries, I did some paperwork processing, did the upstairs trash, got rid of a pile of videotapes from mom's place (have to throw stuff out here from there, else she might want to rescue it from the trash and keep it) and I "worked" 8 hours, but it doesn't feel like much unless it generates sealed, labeled boxes.
P wants to get the living room finished (all that's left now is just books and furniture, so it's easy) so he can start painting in there, so that's this weekend's goal. I will try to start before the weekend, of course. Want to get two of the bookcases from there over to Mom's, anyway, and the sooner the better. All the better to unpack into!
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January is ticking away! I have a lot of things scheduled for the rest of this month. The ones that don't involve my job: Saturday P invited me, Mary Ellen and her husband Jeff over to have a birthday meal for Mary Ellen. Sunday and Monday is packing mania! Also Monday evening I have an MRI scheduled to maybe help diagnose the chirping in my ear. Of course I want it to be nothing, but then when will it go away? The alternatives are a little scary and would probably involve surgery. So really the best I can hope for is tinnitus, which means it might never go away? Good times. Better times: I am totally claustrophobic and MRIs make me crazy. Going to have to swill some Ativan for that puppy.
Switching my WFH day next week to Tuesday so I can go see William Gibson speak at the Coolidge Corner Theater on Wednesday (be easier to get in via T from work, so switching makes sense). Friday is Arisia, which I reserved a hotel room for and bought a membership for last month, only to realize later that I'd be moving in the middle of it. Brian has reserved a van for Sunday, so I think I'm just going to do two days at the con, then come home and borrow his van for the few big things that are going to Mom's place. P is going to help me move the stuff over there, so as of the 15th I'll be sleeping there and just be cleaning up the rest here.
The 17th is another author reading at the Brookline Booksmith: Carol O'Connell. I've loved her books for years, so that should be interesting. The 18th is a revolving open night at the BU Observatory. Depending on the weather I might go. Then again, I might wait a few months for it to warm up.
And then I think I'll take the rest of the month to settle in at Mom's. There's a lot to do, and I'm sure I'll have technology snags and other readjustments.