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Been ages. Hi.
I am SO DAMN TIRED. The winter season, however much I adore it, wreaks absolute havoc on my sinuses, which means I have a migraine headache once a week, and a sinus headache most every other day. Sudafed (yanno, the legal kind I don't have to molest a pharmacist for) doesn't work on me. I've been stacking pseudophedrines like they're some sort of crazy miracle drug, and still no luck. Dammit.
And as much as I hate weather, it'd be nice if SoCal could at least be effin' COLD. Christmas without a temperature below 65 is just damn wasted. Bah.
Digging through the attic - I took pictures of the effin' AWESOME stuff I found up there of Dad's, and there's more to be gone through. We also found enough scraps of carpet to re-carpet the entire house, piecemeal. I can see saving a few for the occasional patch-up, but REALLY, this is crazy.
At least now I won't panic about the ceiling caving in on me under the weight of all the STUFF that has been crammed up there over the last 35 years. (Once we cram all the new stuff up there, however, is a different story.)
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Also, my part-time job is housekeeping for cash; gives me a workout and pocket money every Saturday. Not too shabby. I wish I could charge more, but my primary duties are bathroom, countertops, and vacuuming the carpet. (I do, however, fully intend to tackle the patio area, due to the massive drifts of old leaves and soda cans that haven't made it into the trash cans in the last 6 months. It's a work in progress.) I can safely say, my "EW GROSS" tolerance has gone up several notches, though - the house is 4+ gamergeek bachelors living together and using one dinky shower/bath, and tiny kitchen. Seriously. [And the dirty, dirty slut in me has WAY too much fun getting 'too darn hot' and taking off my shirt so I'm walking around in my sports bra. It's not exactly a traffic-stopping sight (there's a reason I call my sports bra the SS Ironclad), but the 3 straight guys seem to have to reboot every time I walk by the patio. It's loads of naughty, blueball fun.] ^__________________^
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Work is going well, but I have yet to hear the 'you're hired' phrase despite the 30-day promise. (Given the state of AP, I can see why; they have enough trouble paying their normal bills, let alone a finder's fee.) My understanding is that I wait until the new year; if I don't hear by the end of the first week in January, I'm going to have to say something. -.-'' I am making way too little money to keep this up right now, yanno? Bah.
I am SO DAMN TIRED. The winter season, however much I adore it, wreaks absolute havoc on my sinuses, which means I have a migraine headache once a week, and a sinus headache most every other day. Sudafed (yanno, the legal kind I don't have to molest a pharmacist for) doesn't work on me. I've been stacking pseudophedrines like they're some sort of crazy miracle drug, and still no luck. Dammit.
And as much as I hate weather, it'd be nice if SoCal could at least be effin' COLD. Christmas without a temperature below 65 is just damn wasted. Bah.
Digging through the attic - I took pictures of the effin' AWESOME stuff I found up there of Dad's, and there's more to be gone through. We also found enough scraps of carpet to re-carpet the entire house, piecemeal. I can see saving a few for the occasional patch-up, but REALLY, this is crazy.
At least now I won't panic about the ceiling caving in on me under the weight of all the STUFF that has been crammed up there over the last 35 years. (Once we cram all the new stuff up there, however, is a different story.)
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Also, my part-time job is housekeeping for cash; gives me a workout and pocket money every Saturday. Not too shabby. I wish I could charge more, but my primary duties are bathroom, countertops, and vacuuming the carpet. (I do, however, fully intend to tackle the patio area, due to the massive drifts of old leaves and soda cans that haven't made it into the trash cans in the last 6 months. It's a work in progress.) I can safely say, my "EW GROSS" tolerance has gone up several notches, though - the house is 4+ gamergeek bachelors living together and using one dinky shower/bath, and tiny kitchen. Seriously. [And the dirty, dirty slut in me has WAY too much fun getting 'too darn hot' and taking off my shirt so I'm walking around in my sports bra. It's not exactly a traffic-stopping sight (there's a reason I call my sports bra the SS Ironclad), but the 3 straight guys seem to have to reboot every time I walk by the patio. It's loads of naughty, blueball fun.] ^__________________^
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Work is going well, but I have yet to hear the 'you're hired' phrase despite the 30-day promise. (Given the state of AP, I can see why; they have enough trouble paying their normal bills, let alone a finder's fee.) My understanding is that I wait until the new year; if I don't hear by the end of the first week in January, I'm going to have to say something. -.-'' I am making way too little money to keep this up right now, yanno? Bah.
