A little bit closer to home
Nov. 20th, 2002 10:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
entelein-Primered most of the bedroom. We ran out of primer, like I suspected we would (we being me and Scott), but I resisted the urge to yell, "I told you so!" Instead, I grumped fairly obviously, and then apologized profusely, as I hadn't had dinner, and I was feeling really out of sorts.
-Bottle of glass cleaner in hand, I wiped down the living room windows, as well as the transom above the back door. Some sort of dark brown gunk was all over it, like a film, and I wondered if someone had sprayed the glass some time back as some sort of privacy thing. Whatever it was, it was gross, and I tried to get as much off the glass as I could.
-Entire kitchen sink area scrubbed, including the counter, and along the wall in back of the sink. Sort of cursory, as I expect I will get that area dirty again before I am completely settled. I noticed that part of the counter had warped, and indeed still seemed softish to the touch. Dammit. I am annoyed that I apparently left standing water somewhere near the sink, and I am also equally annoyed that the warping happened so easily.
-Kitchen linoleum swept and mostly mopped. I hardly got the mop over half the floor before the mop water was nearly black. I grinned as cheerfully as I could and made another bucket of hot sudsy Pinesol-laden dirt killer. That also became black alarmingly fast. I got up as much dirt as I could, and then I started getting really woozy.
-Tossed all the pieces of junk I've been finding into a huge trash bag, gathering it all together in one spot.
-Took out the disgusting bottle of Tidy Bowl or whatever the fuck that blue stuff is that was bleeding in blobs and globs into the water tank on the back of the toilet. That stuff is awful, truly. I brought a toilet scrubber, gave the bowl some elbow grease.
-Brought a table lamp from home, and that was it, really, for possessions. I am frustrated that the closet is still not completely 'done' so that I can start putting boxes in there in earnest. It is highly frustrating, too much so. I need a vacation.
We went to Nick's Pit Stop to grab some food, as I was about to crash really badly from not eating. I actually burst into tears in the parking lot outside one place that wasn't closed yet, but they were putting up the chairs and sweeping floors and all, and I just didn't want to be the jerk that walked in 5 minutes before closing and demanded food. Yes, there are times I am an utter wuss and pansy, and tonight was a perfect example. It was the blood sugar talking, and after taking a deep breath, I managed to get us over to Nick's who made a delicious chicken pita sandwich and it hit the spot just right and now I feel ever so much more human than I did an hour ago.
Man, there is so much more to do. I want to do things right. I think, unrealistically, I want things to be perfect. I need to start anticipating compromise now, before I go crazy. I am still going to try my hardest to get this all just right, though.
-Bottle of glass cleaner in hand, I wiped down the living room windows, as well as the transom above the back door. Some sort of dark brown gunk was all over it, like a film, and I wondered if someone had sprayed the glass some time back as some sort of privacy thing. Whatever it was, it was gross, and I tried to get as much off the glass as I could.
-Entire kitchen sink area scrubbed, including the counter, and along the wall in back of the sink. Sort of cursory, as I expect I will get that area dirty again before I am completely settled. I noticed that part of the counter had warped, and indeed still seemed softish to the touch. Dammit. I am annoyed that I apparently left standing water somewhere near the sink, and I am also equally annoyed that the warping happened so easily.
-Kitchen linoleum swept and mostly mopped. I hardly got the mop over half the floor before the mop water was nearly black. I grinned as cheerfully as I could and made another bucket of hot sudsy Pinesol-laden dirt killer. That also became black alarmingly fast. I got up as much dirt as I could, and then I started getting really woozy.
-Tossed all the pieces of junk I've been finding into a huge trash bag, gathering it all together in one spot.
-Took out the disgusting bottle of Tidy Bowl or whatever the fuck that blue stuff is that was bleeding in blobs and globs into the water tank on the back of the toilet. That stuff is awful, truly. I brought a toilet scrubber, gave the bowl some elbow grease.
-Brought a table lamp from home, and that was it, really, for possessions. I am frustrated that the closet is still not completely 'done' so that I can start putting boxes in there in earnest. It is highly frustrating, too much so. I need a vacation.
We went to Nick's Pit Stop to grab some food, as I was about to crash really badly from not eating. I actually burst into tears in the parking lot outside one place that wasn't closed yet, but they were putting up the chairs and sweeping floors and all, and I just didn't want to be the jerk that walked in 5 minutes before closing and demanded food. Yes, there are times I am an utter wuss and pansy, and tonight was a perfect example. It was the blood sugar talking, and after taking a deep breath, I managed to get us over to Nick's who made a delicious chicken pita sandwich and it hit the spot just right and now I feel ever so much more human than I did an hour ago.
Man, there is so much more to do. I want to do things right. I think, unrealistically, I want things to be perfect. I need to start anticipating compromise now, before I go crazy. I am still going to try my hardest to get this all just right, though.
