Wed. Dec. 17, 2014: Recovering

Wednesday, December 17, 2014
Saturn Retrograde
Jupiter Retrograde
Rainy and cold
Hannukah

Well, I got sick on Friday, and wound up going home two hours early. There was plenty of coverage at work, so it wasn’t a problem. My head felt heavy, I alternated hot and cold chills, and was just miserable. So, I went home and went to bed.

Stayed quiet over the weekend, although I managed to get some student work done. Read a stack of books, most of which were disappointing. Finished watching the fourth season of DOWNTON ABBEY, which ended better than it began, I felt.

Did administrative work on several fronts. Got caught up on some stuff for the Writers Center. Had to go to the DMV — well, it’s called the RMV here — to sort out something on Monday. I expected it to take all day, but I was in and out in five minutes. Love that. Plus, they were very nice.

Grocery shopping, so now I can start baking. But I’m still not 100%, so by the time I got home, I was wrecked. Took it easy on Monday night.

Up early Tuesday, got some writing done. Took my mother to the doctor for her follow-up, and she left feeling worse than when she went in. Now, she has to go to a specialist.

Got started on the baking. I tried a sour cream cookie recipe that sounded good, but turned out rather bland. It’s not bad, it just doesn’t have the zing I want for something I give as gifts. The lacy oatmeal cookie with currants, however, was wonderful. I’ll use those. And I made two batches of tollhouse cookies, always a favorite. The kitchen was like an operating theatre, everything was so darn sterilized, including me. Since I’m getting over this whatever-it-is, I wanted to make sure everything was sterile.

Again, exhausted, and can’t seem to get my energy back. Went to bed early.

Up early this morning. Today will be a long day at work. Normally, I’m in early and out early on the third Wednesday of the month, but today I’m in early and then there’s a program tonight, so I’ll just stay through. Tomorrow night, I need to finish the cookies; Friday night I’m going to a party off-Cape. Saturday is my Saturday “on” and then a party at work; Sunday is the Solstice. So it’s a busy time. I’m behind on my cards, too. My mom, of course, has all of hers out! 😉

Last night was the first night of Hannukah — best wishes to all who celebrate!

I think I’ve made decent progress untangling problems in the RED WIDOW; I’ve paid off the immediate threats I set up and set up some more. I need to untangle the beginning of this chapter, and then I think I can progress properly. It was supposed to be something I could dash off quickly, a fun, easy piece, but the characters have different ideas, and have more layers to them than I originally imagined. Which is good, but means that everything has to be planned a little more carefully.

INITIATE is getting impatient, because I’m not giving it enough attention, although I think about it all the time. I just feel so heavy and exhausted that it’s difficult to juggle everything, especially multiple writing projects. But, it must be done. The writing is the priority.

Read the anthology in which I’m included: NEW LEGENDS: MERCENARIES, ENGINEERS, CAPTAINS. It’s a lot of fun. My own story, “Loyalty Strata”, holds up better than expected. I was frustrated because, as I worked on it, I had ideas on how to open it as a novel, but I needed to keep it a short story within word count for the anthology. If I ever do open it up, the plot line will be quite different as it unfolds, but at least this was a good way to explore the characters, and I like these people.

Working on the Goals, Dreams, and Resolutions questions. I hope to have them up soon.

Have a great week, sliding into the holidays!

Devon

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Thursday, December 9, 2010

Thursday, December 9, 2010
Waxing Moon
Neptune Retrograde
Sunny and c-c-c-cold!

According to the morning news, it’s snowing in Provincetown this morning.

Got some work done yesterday morning (writing) and some unpacking. I keep trying o unpack the office, but none of the boxes are going away. I still need to spend some time on the bedroom, but I can’t paint the bureau (which will be gloss black) or the two bookcases for the back bedroom (colonial red) with the very cold temperatures and the chance of snow. I should be able to do a little unpacking and rearranging in my room,though.

Kind of gave myself the afternoon off. I started to feel like I was coming down with a cold or something, so, instead of pushing until I was miserable, I just eased up.

We went to the pharmacy to sort out my mom’s prescriptions. The doctor’s office in NY, of course, screwed up, because that is what they do. The fact that they had everything IN WRITING weeks before the move, in addition to several phone conversations? They ignored all of it. But, between the former pharmacy and the new one (they are so nice, both of them), everything’s sorted out and the pills will be ready for pick-up today. The doctor’s office may be incompetent, and the insurance company is composed of dickheads, but at least the pharmacy is committed to getting things sorted out and making sure my mom doesn’t run out of pills in the interim. And they gave her advice on finding a new doctor in the area.

Managed to sock away almost all of the stocking stuffers, too, which was fun.

Most of the afternoon was spent at the car repair place. I didn’t really care — I brought a book and just sat there and read. What got my BS detector alarm bells going off was that I was close enough to overhear the conversations with people who’d left their cars there for servicing, and every single one “needed” a major repair. I find it hard to believe that no one takes care of their cars via regular service visits and that so many cars are in such bad shape. This brand of car doesn’t fall apart like that, and for call after call to go, “Well, I know you brought it in for X, but we found Y, Z, and more wrong, and it’ll be an extra $1600”– warning bells. It happened too often for me to buy it.

I’d told them EXACTLY what I wanted done and what I wanted checked, very polite, and they did as I asked, and the total came to about 1/10th of what they were finding wrong with everyone else’s cars. They started in on something and I (very politely but coolly) shut them off.

I will be looking for a different service place very soon. I have the 40K checkup coming up, much faster than usual because of all the driving during the move, and I don’t trust them there. I may have to go off-Cape for it, but I just got a Very Bad Feeling there.

The car was delighted to get out of there, you could feel it. And they may have checked the brakes, but they didn’t tighten them like I asked.

We were totally spoiled at Riverbank in Stamford. They were tiny, friendly, and committed to doing right by their customers. They knew customers had many choices in the area, and if they weren’t on their game, they’d lose business.

It was dark when I got back, so I put on the trees, we had some eggnog by the fire, and I heated up some leftovers for dinner. The cats ran around and played, we watched some TV, and I read. I’m reading Norris Church Mailer’s memoir A TICKET TO THE CIRCUS. Our paths had crossed slightly a few times in the 80’s and 90’s. It’s always interesting to read a memoir about a time you’ve lived through and see the various perspectives of the same event. It’s quite well written and very interesting. I admire Norman Mailer’s writing style and the scope of his work, while not really enjoying a lot of the content, and I’m grateful for all he did to put PEN on the map. The few brief encounters I had with him weren’t particularly enjoyable (I bear my part of the responsibility for that), but you’ve got to admire his work ethic and commitment to the page, while living an extremely diverse and full life.

I gave myself the night off from writing cards and letters — just wasn’t feeling the holiday mojo and needed to refuel.

Up early, usual routine. Got laundry going, put together the rolling rack (finally) for stuff that can’t go in the dryer. Hey, I’m a wardrobe person, I must have my rolling rack. When everything’s through the washer and dryer, I have to gather together all my crap, get the title from the safety deposit box in Osterville, and it’s time to head for the DMV, which I expect will take all day. But Mercury goes retrograde tomorrow, and I want to get it done. Besides, by the end of next week, we’ll have been here a month, and they get cranky if you take too long to convert the plates, licenses, etc.

While the laundry’s going, I’m spending some time on the page.

Devon

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