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I came home Thursday night to find Matt had cooked dinner, and set up a coloring night for us. :) I'd picked up some 24-packs of Crayola crayons during the back-to-school madness at work (10 cents each pack), and he'd printed some free coloring pages from different websites.

Some of what he printed off were mandalas. And I really enjoyed coloring those, but some were a little too intricate to get into with crayons. So I found my old colored pencils, and worked all day Friday on more mandalas. Saturday after work, I picked up a new box of colored pencils (again, Crayola), and did more.

Now I have 20 colored mandalas, snowflakes, and kaleidoscope images on the formerly-blank wall by my computer. And guess what? Pictures!!

click here for pictures )

So now, my wall is a little less boring. And my hands and neck are stiff from all the coloring.

Bleah

Mar. 4th, 2006 11:34 am
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Well, we ALMOST got caught up on two week's worth of Sci Fi Friday yesterday morning. All we have left now is last week's BSG, and now yesterday's episodes. Sunday morning Sci-Fi, here we come.

We have new downstairs neighbors. In the just-over-a-year we've been in this apartment, we've had downstairs neighbors for just a few months. They had a short-term lease in-between houses. They were okay. I'm not so sure about the new ones. When you can hear the bass from the stereo through earplugs.... Plus, one of them has a license plate that reads "Da Frog." I really don't know what to make of that.

I went to bed last night around 11 pm. It's now 11:30 am, and I'm just now getting up. Although, part of me is tempted to just get something to eat and go back to bed. I slept in the guest room because Matt was being hot, sweaty, sticky and taking up most of the bed. We're all entitled to nights like that (I seem to have more than my share), so I just moved beds. Got some of the best sleep I've had in a while. Although, the guest room was really, REALLY cold.

That leads me to another small rant. Is there such a thing as a home thermostat that automatically senses whether the furnace or the a/c needs to be on, and switches between the two automatically? Ours, you have to manually select whether you want heat or cold, and if you have a sudden temperature drop (like we had the other day), you're screwed, because the a/c will shut off, but the furnace won't kick on, so you wake up a popcicle. Or in reverse, you wake up a little puddle of goo because the a/c won't kick on.

Ugh. The food-and-back-to-bed option is sounding better and better. But I did map out a fluffy little fic this morning, so maybe I'll type it up real quick before I lose it. There's just something about the old 'shipper standby, the motel in the middle of nowhere with only one room available. It's like everyone has to write their own take on it. But it's okay, because it's almost an initiation rite. Throw in freakish weather as a reason to take clothing off, and woohoo!

(hangs head in almost-shame) I dreamt in message boards last night. I really need to take a break from Shipper Central at TalkCSI.
Maybe I really do need to go back to bed.

Wheee!!

Aug. 27th, 2005 10:49 am
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Chris is gone! Chris is gone! It's just Matt and me in the apartment now!

It's so nice to be able to finally open up all the apartment. Chris always kept his door and his bathroom door closed, to keep the cats out. But now, I can open all the doors, and the a/c works so much better now!! Come fall, when it cools down, I can open the front windows and the back windows and have airflow!!!

I've already moved all the small bedroomy items from the small room to the now-empty room. When Matt comes home from work, we can try to move the bed, then move his desk/table in from the porch.

Plus I put a small stack of Awake! magazines in the second bathroom. Oh, and there's a GIANT spider just outside one of the windows in the front bedroom. I tried to take pics of it last night, but it was just too close to get a clear picture. :(
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Chris moves out this weekend. I've been making a mental list of things I'm looking forward to once it's just Matt and me in the apartment.

1. Knowing where all my dishes, pans, silverware and utensils are. My kitchen is the only thing I'm neurotic about organizing, and despite being here 8 months, he still can't remember a simple thing like "Mixing bowls go under the mixer." He keeps putting them with the pans!

2. Being able to walk around the apartment in my underwear (or naked, for that matter!). The way it stands now, even if it's just something as quick as making sure the door is locked, I have to find clothing to cover myself.

3. Being able to dance like an idiot around the apartment with 90's dance tunes turned up LOUD. Hee, I just burned a disc for this express purpose. Only new song on it is Pon De Replay (or however it's spelled).

4. Being able to make out (or more) with my husband in the living room. :-D

5. No more high-pitched children's shrieks early in the mornings. Don't get me wrong, I like his girlfriend, and for the most part, her kids are okay. It's just that, well, they're children (ages 4 and 6). They have high voices...and they can be loud or piercing.

6. No more coming home to surprise guests.

I'm not looking forward to the increase in expenses. He paid a third of the rent and utilities. But, with one less person, the water and electric bills should decrease some, so maybe it'll balance out a little? I can hope.

Conflict

Jun. 29th, 2005 11:38 am
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Somehow over the weekend, we got ants in our kitchen. Little tiny ants. So Monday morning, I told the office. Pest control is on Wednesdays (today). I have to hang around the apartment while they're here.

They're not here yet. I'm supposed to have my personal study at 12:30. If pest control isn't here by 12, I need to call Kim and see if she'd mind having it over here instead.

Thing is, though, I sprayed flea and tick spray under the sink and haven't seen any ants since.

In other news, we bought a new Tracfone yesterday so as to have phone contact while we're out of town at the distric convention this weekend. I used up 4 of the prepaid minutes trying to get the voice mail set up. Their online tech support sucks. All their "troubleshooting" thingie for the voicemail just takes you back to the "How to setup voicemail" stage. After finally getting through to a real live person there, he has me try what I've already tried FOUR TIMES. Finally he tells me the voicemail server is down and I should get a call, a text message or an e-mail when it's back up. Grrr. I want my four minutes back.
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This weekend, we helped a neighbor move from a two-bedroom apartment to a one-bedroom apartment. She bought us pizza last night, and subs today. We also got her couch and corner desk. Which means Matt and Chris moved furniture in the living room. We got rid of two chairs, and totally rearrainged everything. So I'm still not sure about it.
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Matt called the office today to request a new dishwasher. Ours has been leaking and throwing crud on the dishes since we moved in. Today, I guess it leaked a lot worse than usual. And yes, we did call them before about the leaking thing.

So maintenance came, took it all apart, cleaned it, put it back together and basically said, "To keep it from happening again, you have to rinse your dishes better before putting them in."

So they want me to wash the dishes before putting them in the dishwasher.

(thunk, thunk, thunk)
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I'm not one fond of clean. I like clutter, it makes me feel like I belong. But our roommate doesn't. He's starting to date again, and he wants a place he won't feel embarrased bringing people to.

I was planning on cleaning the kitchen tonight after I came home from getting cat food. Instead, I walked in and....he'd cleaned. The kitchen. The living room. The dining room (sort of). I kind of freaked, whispered a stunned "Thank you," and barricaded myself in the bedroom.

Matt had cleaned the living room yesterday, just testing my limits of comfort. But Chris...he just sort of removed EVERYTHING to the point where it looks like a hotel room, and I start to shake and have nervous breakdown.

If you've seen Benny and Joon, and remember the scene where Sam's cleaning and Joon freaks out? Kinda like that.

Clean is NOT NATURAL. Hospital-sanitary is not normal in a house with three people and three cats. It makes me queasy, makes me want to throw things. Makes me feel....like crying, like I don't belong there, that they're just tolerating me and soon they're going to break and ask me to leave, that they can't stand me there, that I'm useless, not doing anything to help, too much of a hassle.

This is my apartment, too. My name's on the lease. Why won't anyone listen to me?

Huh

Apr. 25th, 2005 02:54 pm
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I seem to have been in a cleaning mood today.  I finally did the hand-dishes, cleaned the kitchen floor, did laundry without being asked, reorganized the closet, again, picked up some things in the bedroom, and finally mended the shirt Matt's needed mended for a year. 

These moods are rare.  I try to take advantage of them when they come. 

Weekend

Apr. 4th, 2005 01:44 pm
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Well, this past weekend a friend of mine flew down to visit. So, a recap of the past few days.

Thursday: Jess calls me around 4 pm. Her plane, which is supposed to leave Columbus at 5, is still in Raleigh. Mechanical problems. Long story short, she finally got in at 9 pm. We stayed up talking until midnight, at which point I had to crash.

Friday: Spent morning talking until it was time enough that I could go to S&K and pick up my 3-day paycheck. So, we wandered around the Prime Outlets for a while. When I get to S&K, Franc, the manager, comes out and apologizes, saying payroll just mailed the check to my house instead of the store. Grumble, as that check was to be my spending money for the weekend. So, moneyless, Jess buys me lunch at Sweet Tomatoes, a soup-and-salad buffet in town. It's a limited chain, so there aren't any in Columbus. She loved it, and I think that turned out to be the high point of the visit. :-P Friday night was Battlestar Galactica's season finale. Now, Jess doesn't have cable, so she didn't know much about the series, but what she saw of it, she thought was okay, and I'd explained a lot of the backstory for her.

Saturday: Went to Latte Da!, a "retro cafe" and coffee shop for lunch. It's fairly new, and they've just started carrying sandwiches as well as their pastries, cheesecake, coffee/tea drinks and smoothies. It's a teenytiny cafe, and I really love it. It's a comfortable little shop to visit and the owner and the other girl that work there are really friendly and love to chat with the customers. After lunch, we went with Jay and Cyn to the $1.50 theater that just reopened. Saw Finding Neverland, which we all enjoyed, then went to Cici's Pizza for dinner ($3.99 pizza buffet). Later that night, she and I went to Jay and Cyn's to watch the second Bridget Jones while Jay went over to our place to watch Star Wars Ep 2 with Matt and Chris. Bridget Jones was a painful, painful movie. I'd have preferred seeing Star Wars. :-P

Sunday: Matt made honey-wheat waffles for breakfast, and I made a cinnamon syrup for them, since we were out of maple-ish syrup. Also had hot chocolate. He and I went to meeting from 12-2, Jess stayed at the apartment, talked to her parents on her cell and watched Animal Planet. We were going to try to go to one of the museums here with a butterfly room, but most closed at 4. So, we ended up just watching Animal Planet and talking most of the day. Matt and Chris went grocery shopping, and somehow it wound up that we went to Ash and Ryan's for dinner, which Matt cooked. Cheesesteaks, mmmm.

Monday: We sat around and chatted for a few hours, walked over to the office so I could pay rent and sign up for the community yard sale. I'm still shocked that it's only for three hours, 7 am to 10 am. I'm used to all-day yard sales. Go fig. But Jess decided she wanted to go for ice cream, so we went to Maggie Moo's. It's similar to a Coldstone or Marble Slab Creamery. I got the dark chocolate ice cream with cookie-dough mix-ins, and she got the raspberry sorbet with chocolate chunks and coconut. And she found out that yes, there is a Maggie Moo's in Columbus. ;) Then, she had to go to the airport, as her plane leaves at 3:25. And she's warned me that if the plane is 3 hours late again, she's not coming to visit again; we'll have to go visit her. :-D

All in all, it was a really nice, long-overdue visit with Jess. For some reason, Chris was telling her all the good points to moving down here, like he was trying to recruit her or something. We've decided it's just become second-nature now. And now I have a week to recuperate before my parents come visit. o_O
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Okay, so I saw the three vehicles pull into the parking lot, called Cyn to come over with big scary dog (naw, Candy's a sweetheart, she's not REALLY scary). Cyn came over, we hung out a bit (at least an hour). When I looked out the window, the three vehicles were at the next building over. So, either they didn't need to come into my apartment, or they started at the wrong building. Cyn went home (her sleep cycle got seriously disturbed today), so I hope the big scary men are done with this building.

Day three of diet and exercise. It's amazing how quickly I got filled up from an apple and a handful of carrots. Had a Wasa fiber rye crisp, too. Not doing as well on the water-drinking today. Haven't even had a full 2 cups yet. But that'll change as I start to work on cleaning the bedroom. Matt's a little perturbed that he can't walk around the bed without stepping on stuff. But at least he said it is partly his fault, too, since he hasn't done anything to clean it, either.

We're still confused at how many clothes we seem to go through. Of course, now that he's working 5 days a week, wearing shirt and tie, he's going to have more laundry. I think one of the first purchases once he gets paid should be another packet or two of underwear for him. Why is it guys will wear their boxers until all that's left is the waistband and a few stubborn threads?

Poor guy works a 12-hour shift today. At least he's off tomorrow. We can go to the gym together! :)

Off to work on cleaning...joy. :-P
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I just want to thank everyone who helped out the last two months while Matt and I were out of work. He's working at University Ford in Chapel Hill now (go buy cars!), so hopefully we should be getting back on our own feet.

First day of diet went well. Didn't feel overly hungry too often, and the constant peeing from all the water I'm drinking wasn't too annoying. I have to go to the grocery store today, buy more "real" vegetables (all we have in the house is "starch" vegetables), fruit, and some meat (most likely a bag of frozen chicken breasts).

Since it's raining and yucky out, I doubt the wireless guys will be here today. So it's back to the waiting game. I'll go for a walk with Cyn and her dog Candy, and that'll be two miles or so.

Maybe I'll do some sewing today. I need to draft out a pattern for someone, see if I can get what's in my head to translate onto the page.

Plus I saved most of the meat drippings from last night's beef, so I can go de-fat that, and make a nice gravy for dinner tonight. I'm thinking beef with noodles and gravy. Hey, I'm allowed 4 fat servings a day, and that gravy's going to be one of them!

Now, to have oatmeal....

Stuff

Mar. 5th, 2005 08:21 am
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Okay, so after my one promising night, I haven't written anymore. Bleargh.

And I'm now sort-of a housewife. IE, husband is working, I'm not. Which means he expects me to be trying to keep the house neat. I've tried explaining to him that such things do not come naturally to me. It doesn't occur to me to clean. I've had dishes sit waiting to be washed so long that they've formed their own ecosystems. But I'm married now. And husband isn't as fond of disorganization and clutter as I am. So I have to try to remember to clean, to put things away, to do something other than play on the computer all day, and while working out is a good thing, I can't use that as an excuse for why I didn't clean.

I hate cleaning. Clean houses make me nervous. I NEED clutter to feel like I belong there.

Plus since he's working on Saturdays now, I have to go to book study by myself. I'm so tempted to skip it. I don't want to go by myself. It might be easier to slip out unnoticed, though. I don't like talking to people. Eh, I have to go out anyway to get milk and eggs. (sigh)
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Remember when we had no water? Turns out the reason Maintenance didn't get back to us (and that the mailbox was full) was this: a T1 line went down at BellSouth. So the techs weren't getting their pages. They didn't know anything was wrong.

Oh well.

Follow-up

Jan. 25th, 2005 09:11 am
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Turns out what happened with the water was a pipe burst to an outside spigot. They thought they turned off the water to the spigot, but instead turned off the water to our apartment. (sigh) It's running again. Yay for flushing toilets. Boo to repairmen who make errors like that.
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We have no water. We had water before I went to the store around 5:30pm or so. When I got home around 6, I was informed there was no water. We called the office, left a message on the emergency maintenace thingie. Nothing. Called again around 9, left another message. Called the water department. No answer. At wither of their numbers. Around eleven, called maintenace again, the mailbox is full.

Now mind you, we'd invited friends over for dinner. So while we were cooking, we couldn't wash our hands. While they were here, they couldn't use the bathroom. They invited us over to use their water to brush our teeth, use the potties, etc.

We are not amused.
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I have an interview Tuesday. Still retail, still office supplies/copy center, but a different company. Plus, one of the stores down here from my previous company is waiting on a c.c. lead, and if she falls through, they'll give me a call. So, keeping fingers crossed.

I seriously need to do some work on the bedroom. When our roommate cleaned the living room, all the boxes went in my husband and my bedroom and the spare room. So now it's incredibly difficult to get to the bed. And it's a waterbed, so I can't walk across the bed to get to the other side. Makes it real difficult for anyone sleeping on the far side to get up in the middle of the night (bathroom, let cat out, let cat in, let cat out, let cat in, let cat out, etc).

Star Trek 3 is on, hubby and roomie are watching. I'm still happy-happy that I got some of my simmies to do what I wanted...and one set I didn't even use hacks on! But now there are 2 adults and 6 teenage boys in that teeny-tiny house. Need to get some of those kids grown up, moved out, and married. At least two of the boys have crushes. One's going steady. So, that could work.

I am way too into that game. I haven't touched Galaxies since I installed Sims 2.
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Still haven't totally unpacked. The spare bedroom is a mess of boxes, most labelled "misc. crap." Plus one of the cats threw up in there today.

Sigh. I need a cookie.

Newness

Jan. 4th, 2005 01:55 pm
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A new year, a new husband, a new home, a new roommate. In the past week, I've packed up my life and moved from Ohio to North Carolina. Have to like the temperatures, though. Weatherbug says it's 74F outside. In JANUARY.
The hubby's parents go home today, and then I can truly start to work on the apartment. Don't get me wrong, I love my in-laws, but....I'm ready to start my married life with my husband.
As for the roommate, he's my husband's best friend (and currently the only one of the three of us with a job). Nice guy, stays in his room a lot because of our three cats.

I'm ready for this.
I think.
I hope.

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