Thurs. Sept. 23, 2021: Unnecessary Complications

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Thursday, September 23, 2021

Waning Moon

Pluto, Saturn, Jupiter, Neptune, Chiron, Uranus Retrograde

Cloudy and humid

Yesterday was nowhere near as productive a day as I’d hoped. I got some work done in the morning, between script coverage and other small projects.

I’ve been invited to present next year at the Cape Cod Writers Conference. If it’s live, I’ll be down there for a weekend (it’s a paid gig, plus meals and accommodations). If it’s virtual, I’ll do it from here. Either way, it will be fun. Think of how much money they’d have saved all the years I lived right down the street from the conference center (they wouldn’t have had to pay accommodations). I have about a month to come up with what I want to teach. Their workshops are about rolling up the sleeves and writing in class, so I’m going to create or re-slant a workshop that focuses on the writing.

I started to put together the bookcases for the sewing room, only to discover that they weren’t properly prepped for assembly. Instead of being a single tall cabinet, they are built/broken down into two smaller units that need to be stacked and then fastened together. Only one of the units lacks the capacity to fasten it to the other.

So I took it all apart again and put it back in the box and tried to contact Target to arrange a return. Only Target tries to force phone calls. The claim to have a live chat option, but it kept going around in circles and not letting me enter. What they sent me was a “customer experience survey” which I filled out and gave them a zero.

I also dug out the email address from the corporate office that I used last year, when UPS lost a mail order. I contacted them, explained the situation, and asked for something in writing to allow me to return both boxes and get a refund. Because, you see, Target’s stated refund policy is that they only return goods in UNOPENED boxes.

One of the bookcases is in an unopened box. But there was no way I could have known that the bookcase was improperly prepared without opening and starting to assemble the one in the other box.

I heard back from the manager of the Target, who wanted to talk on the phone to “make it right.” What part of “I don’t do business on the phone” is so hard to comprehend? I told him, no, we were not talking on the phone, as I stated in the previous email, and that the only thing I wanted was to return both bookcases for a refund.

This morning, I got an email from him stating that I could.

Now, I lost 2 billable hours getting the damn bookcases in the first place; I lost 3 billable hours trying to put them together, and now I’ll lose at least another 2 billable hours returning them. That’s almost a full workday lost. But they’ll be returned, and I’ll head to Re-store to see if they have something that works that’s already an actual bookcase and not a bunch of shitty, overweight particle board that’s flimsy while being heavy.

Before anyone starts with “what do you expect from a cheap Target bookcase?” – the answer is I expect a cheap Target bookcase that will sit in the sewing room, not look too bad (I’d planned to embellish it), and hold the items I need it to hold for 2 years or so. I’m not looking for heirloom whatever. I wanted a simple bookcase to hold stuff. It shouldn’t be this much drama around it.

Because I lost three hours of worktime yesterday, I ended up working until 10:45 last night, not something I want to become a habit.

Autumn Equinox dinner was good: Cornish hen with apples and sage, sweet potatoes, spinach.

Simple Equinox ritual,

We’re having too much kitty drama, too, lately. On Cape, Tessa always stayed with me in my room and slept on my bed (since she was a kitten). Charlotte was shut out of my bedroom. In this place, Tessa doesn’t like my bedroom (no carpet, and I’m not unpacked yet) and doesn’t want to stay there. Besides, she likes to roam around at night. So Charlotte now sleeps on the bed with me.

But, by 4 AM, Tessa is hungry and lonely and starts howling. If we were still in the house, I’d let her howl and not get up until 5. But I can’t have her waking the neighbors. So, she gets what she wants, and I stagger up to feed her. But when I try to go back to bed, she starts howling again as soon as she finishes her breakfast. I move to the sofa and try to doze off again, and she’s fine.

She gets plenty of attention during the day, but she wants the day to start at 4 AM, and that’s too early for me. I’m fine with starting at 5. But 4 is too much.

Meditation was good this morning, and now I have to figure out how to get the heavy bookcases back down to the car and go back to Target. Urgh. I have a lot to do today, so I have a feeling it will be another day of work rolling well into the night.

I still haven’t gotten the paperwork sorted to switch over the car registration and our licenses. Since Mercury goes retrograde on Monday, that’s all going to be even more of a nightmare than it needs to be. Urgh. Again.

Well, nothing for it but to get to it.

The house on Cape has an offer pending on it. I’m sure my former landlord is relieved, and I hope whomever buys the place is very happy there.

Post about the garden over on Gratitude and Growth.

Onward.

Wed. Sept. 23, 2015: Writing Challenges and Solutions

Wednesday, Sept. 23, 2015
Waxing Moon
Neptune Retrograde
Pluto Retrograde
Uranus Retrograde
Mercury Retrograde
Autumn Equinox
Sunny and cool

Monday was a busy day, between writing and meetings, and trying to maintain a stronger yoga practice.

I did, however, work on THREE ROADS OF STRANGERS and also do a rough draft of a one-hour television pilot. Both need a good bit of work, but at least something is on paper. I had trouble finding Quentin’s character there for a bit — I didn’t have a handle on him, yet, but I think I’m getting there.

I also was doing work for the wine event, which culminated on Tuesday when I found the right chocolate vendor.

Tuesday was busy writing-wise. I’m doing a revision of a piece I’ve worked on for several years — love the characters, love the piece, but the point of view is all over the place, and I have to get specific. I have to go, scene by scene, and make sure it’s strongly from a point of view, even when it means losing other material. If the material is important, I’m finding a way to incorporate it into the scene, while still holding the chosen POV. It’s also interesting to see how the writing’s grown since I first started writing this particular book.

I’m still finding my way into SONGBOUND SISTERS, and I’m not happy with the last bit of work I’ve done on that.

Today, it’s back to work. We shall see what’s stacked up on my desk while I was gone, and what’s new.

I’m watching Season 3 of SIX FEET UNDER. While I still really like the cast, I feel the energy is lower and flatter this season. It doesn’t have the drive and momentum of the previous two.

Autumn Equinox — when day and night are balanced. Although the shorter days have been obvious the last few weeks, now it becomes really noticable.

Devon

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Friday, September 23, 2011

Friday, September 23, 2011
Waning Moon
Pluto Retrograde
Neptune Retrograde
Uranus Retrograde
Jupiter Retrograde
Autumn Equinox/Mabon
Rainy and warm

Busy day yesterday. Spent a lot of time with my students. One of the students had to drop out of the year-long, which is a shame, since she was talented and contributed a lot to the group. But it happens. And her slot was immediately filled by someone on the waiting list. Everyone gave her a warm welcome and is helping her catch up. So it’s all good. And I purposely started the year with a bigger group, because I knew some would have to leave.

Worked on THE SPIRIT REPOSITORY. Worked on the Harpy book. Did the next section of the Big Fall Clean — the area around the sink, over it, and under it. The cabinets look beautiful and my sink is so shiny you could successfully do your make-up in it. I mean, I always clean up after myself, but it’s nice to do the Big Clean twice a year.

Since I don’t chemically treat my lawn, I’ve become The Bird Migration Rest Area. Seriously, it was like something out of a Hitchcock Movie yesterday. A flock of birds would land on the lawn. They’d eat, walk around, socialize, rest up, then all lift off together and continue. An hour or so later, the next flock landed. Hey, they want to clear the lawn of bugs, I’m all for it! And they’re not leaving a great big mess, either, if you get my drift.

The cats are going nuts, though! All in the window, doing that little chattering thing with their jaws, kind of like those Halloween skulls with chattering teeth.

This morning, the people across the street are getting their septic tank pumped, so there’s more feline entertainment to be had from the windows!

I had another slow start this morning — Miss Thing Violet woke me at three because she wanted breakfast, and I said, “No way!” and went back to sleep, which meant I overslept. I sat on the deck with a cup of coffee, even though it’s kind of drizzly because the deck is covered, it’s still warm enough to sit out there, and it won’t be for long! I’ve got the first of three loads of laundry going, will do another section of the kitchen later, and have a few errands to run.

Watched some TV last night. CHARLIE’S ANGELS — don’t even get me started. The 80’s show was guilty-pleasure bad for the time. The movies threw logic out the window, but the actresses let the audience in on it and they were fun. This — I don’t know if they got too many stupid notes from the network or what. It could have been whackadoodle fun, and it’s just plain bad. PERSON OF INTEREST was intriguing enough to watch again. They make some good points about people wanting to be protected,but not necessarily wanting to know the details. I’m assuming Emerson’s character will be related to the person Caviezel’s character lost in the opening. I’m not completely sold on it, yet. It could still devolve into procedure. PRIME SUSPECT — I like Maria Bello’s work, which is why I’m watching it; am not entirely sold on the show yet. I’m also trying not to compare it to the Helen Mirren version, which is difficult.

I haven’t been particularly impressed by the season premieres of the shows I usually watch, either. But that’s okay; I don’t need to watch a lot of TV. I can use that time for other things. And I don’t DVR because I simply don’t get around to watching. Besides, that’s part of “watching TV” — making it special. Special night, special time. Not watching it whenever.

Gotta get the first load of laundry into the dryer, get the second one rolling, and get going with everything else that needs to get done. There’s a lot involved to keep a house running, but it’s also very satisfying.

Devon

Wednesday, September 22, 2010


totem pole outside of the Bruce Museum, Greenwich, CT

Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Waxing Moon
Uranus Retrograde
Neptune Retrograde
Jupiter Retrograde
Cloudy and mild
Autumn Equinox

Yesterday’s jaunt to the city actually went well. Train was sorta on time, I got a seat, I wandered over to my first meeting, everything went better than expected, I wandered over to my second meeting further on the West Side, that went better than expected, and I got to hang out with a friend and colleague for awhile, catching up. He was my business rep on Broadway, and now he’s shifted over to handle the film and TV contracts, and just one of my favorite people, so it was nice to sit down for an hour or so and catch up.

It was a lovely, sunny fall day and I wandered back to Grand Central. The fall B’way shows are loading in, so I got to stop and say hi to about 110 of the crew guys I’ve worked with over the years on this show and that show, and catch up. Much as I adore them all, it made me realize even more that my life is no longer here. I’ve got years of wonderful memories, I hope B’way continues to thrive, and I need to be doing other things. May we all be happy and successful!

Got on the train at Grand Central, after climbing over a film crew. I’m surprised NYPD let anything film on the East side with all the stuff going on at the UN. Of course, the train didn’t work — two working trains in one day is more than Metro North can handle — so we all had to move to another train. But at least it was before we left the station.

I got home early in the afternoon, took care of some other business. I was worried that I wasn’t as sharp as I needed because of the migraine, but I seem to have held my own pretty well. And I was actually dealing with people and organizations who work WITH me rather than against me, which is a nice change.

The ducks are lining up nicely, and pretty soon, I’ll get them to quack in formation! 😉

I got about 30 floppies transferred to flash drives. It’s slow going, because I’m at the boxes of old material that has to be converted to RTF before I can transfer it, or I can’t open it on the Mac. Just keep going, a little bit every day, because a little bit still gets us further than doing nothing.

I want to repack a little bit for the Philly trip. I’m off to acupuncture today and then dinner with a friend.

The landlords sent me a threat via email right before the close of the business day yesterday. They always do that, so one can’t contact the appropriate agencies, hoping it will ruin one’s day. Um, no. All it did was piss me off. I responded with a very pointed letter cc’d to the appropriate agency individuals that will go out via certified mail. They don’t get to ignore the parts of the law they don’t like and make stuff up when they misinterpret what they do.

Watched some TV last night, hoping my migraine would go away. Excedrin Migraine no longer works, and none of the prescription stuff does, either. Interested to see where WAREHOUSE 13 goes next season. They set up some interesting possibilities. Glad to see that Eric Christian Olsen is now a regular on NCIS:LOS ANGELES. I like his work, and think he adds an interesting dynamic to the group. He makes some interesting, detailed choices in scenes that are so different from the other actors in the show, and they work so beautifully, both as an individual performance and in the larger, ensemble context. It’s sometimes tough to put that kind of detail in a procedural show and have it work.

Decent morning’s writing. Not brilliant, but decent. The piece is taking an interesting turn. It will be hell to revise due to the twists and turns it’s taking, and it will be an interesting challenge to make it all logical within the context of the fictional world, which is modern contemporary, a fictional town stuffed into a real region (me stretching geography again), but with its own odd personality.

Didn’t sleep well last night — odd dreams that might turn into a new script, and also the migraine pain. Thank goodness I’m going for acupuncture today.

Devon