Over a month and I still haven't sorted my socks

Living out of cardboard boxes is getting tiring.  We have to resolve our living situation soon.  I have a giant box full of socks, unsorted, that we moved with.  I won't let poor Ian near it as he keeps taking my favorite socks, thinking they are his, and destroying them.  Yet I have been to busy and/or disinterested to sort mine from his the whole time we've been here.

My biggest accomplishment today was washing all the dishes.  I also kicked butt in my role as "Administrative Assistant" today, offering to track things and people down unasked.  I got to take a long lunch in the sunshine, and had some great thoughts about the next few art pieces I want to make.  I think I am about to enter my cardboard box phase.  Picasso had his blue phase, I'll have my cardboard phase.  I really want to fully unpack my art supplies...

The landlady isn't due back from Switzerland until the middle of the month, and I feel like we might be better off trying to negotiate less of a price hike in person. 

I am trying to go to bed earlier and earlier.  It's not that I don't like feeling like crap all day as much as I am so freakin' vain.  They don't call it beauty sleep for nothin'. 

I am doing my best to fit in in this corporation I am getting paid by and am trying to dress as officey as possible given my wardrobe.  It makes me sad to see all the interesting clothes I feel I need to pass over.  Yesterday, I went out and bought a couple of pairs of new dress pants and... GASP!  my first suit.  Be assured, however, that I bought a pantsuit and not a skirtsuit as I am still refusing to shave.

We have been researching cars. Old cars don't rust here, so I'm keeping the fantasy alive of owning a vintage car.  Actually called on an early-90s BMW this evening and left a message.

I love love love having a washing machine and dryer in the house, even in the dirty cellar that smells like ferrets.  Okay, that's a lie.  The room in the cellar smells like ferrets (that will become Studio B for the easel if we stay here).  The main portion of the cellar is just sort of dirty and cellary.  The cat wants to go down there BAD.  Must be the ferret smell.  Part of the cellar is elevated dirt, though, and we are afraid that she'll go in there and we don't want that for so many reasons.

I still haven't seen Margaret.  She's working nights this week, but mostly I've been too busy/lame with trying to find clothes to wear to work, to get a tiny bit of exercise, and to un-hovel the house before Ian's sister comes back to stay again this weekend.  The down side to having the studio in the house is that the mess gets in the way, psychologically.  The up side is that I can actually afford to have a studio if it is in the house.  I thought small studios were expensive in Btown...

 I am using Ian's keyboard, and it totally sucks.  Wireless shouldn't be this bad.

Well, I have to get up at 6:25 tomorrow.  Hey, it's sleeping in on since it's a non-shower day.  This morning, I was so tired, the alarm didn't wake me.  I have a really cool alarm clock that Ian gave me for my birthday last year.  It's a sunrise lamp.  It's still too light in the a.m. to use the regular sunrise function, so I usually use the radio coupled with a flashing light.  Today, I dreamt I went outdoors at the moment the clock went off.  I couldn't figure out why it kept getting so bright-- was it a tree expsoing the sun?  Ian woke me up telling me to get up and shut it off.  I was flinching from the flashing brightness, but it totally made sense in the dream. 

The good thing about changing the sheets: clean sheets.  The bad thing about changing the sheets: all of a sudden, you want to go to bed badly, and there are still sheet-application chores that need to happen.  Yes, it is one of those days. 

Tomorrow is Friday.  I can't wait to sleep on Saturday.  There's a big music festival, too (MFNW) but I need a little nesting time.  Those socks still need sorting, after all.

Comments

[PBR]

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