Tuesday, June 1, 2021: Transition Day 6: Transitions, Packing, Working, Stress

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Tuesday, June 1, 2021

Waning Moon

Pluto Retrograde

Saturn Retrograde

Mercury Retrograde

Still dark out; it’s been raining all weekend, so maybe some sun?

Busy, busy, busy.

I was wiped out on Friday, but managed to turn around a quick coverage that came in and needed to be done right away. That threw the rest of the day out of whack, although I managed to get a Trader Joe’s run and a Lambert’s run in.

The tourist hordes have already descended, and they are more disgusting than ever. They’re nastier than ever. I intervened three different times at Trader Joe’s when tourists were rude to staff. They have NO RIGHT to this behavior. As I said to one, who threatened to leave and never return to Cape Cod, “Go. There are enough decent human beings who want to visit to keep the economy going. We don’t need YOU.”

The staff at Trader Joe’s has gone above and beyond since the pandemic started. I will not stand by and see them abused by twatty tourists who can’t behave with basic human decency.

On top of that, all these tourists in their Lexus and BMW and Mercedes are driving around tossing trash out of their windows onto people’s lawns. Absolutely disgusting.

The rain came pounding in on Friday night, and I’m petty enough to be pleased.

Charlotte was upset by the storm, so at about 3:30, I went down to the couch. She settled in, purring, and we dozed for a bit; then I was up and doing a furniture inventory so that I can give some actual information to the moving companies from whom I’m getting quotes. It will be difficult to estimate the boxes. I’m going to do a rough inventory of those by the end of the weekend, and then try to figure how many more I have to pack.

I packed all day Saturday, and felt I got nowhere. It was so frustrating. This while getting the laundry done and trying to finish a book for review and send out LOIs. It was raining like crazy, so at least I didn’t have to worry about the yard.

I also donated about 3 cases of wet cat food to the MSPCA down the street. None of these cats like wet food; I’ve tried all kinds. It makes more sense to donate it somewhere it will be used, either for the shelter cats, or as part of the shelter’s pet pantry program for people who are struggling.

My big fear now is that I’ll run out of boxes. But I’ll pack whatever I have and then see what I still need.

I’m so exhausted, and I’m just accepting the fact that I will live in a state of perpetual exhaustion until we are all moved.

I hope the lease comes through today or tomorrow. I’m going to be nervous until then. Because if something goes wonky and we don’t get this apartment, we are in real trouble.

Early Sunday morning (around 5:30), I was on the computer, working on LOIs, when movement outside the window caught my eye. A large coyote trotted through the yard, holding a dead turkey in his mouth. He looked both ways before crossing the street, and off he went, down around the corner. It’s the first coyote I’ve seen all season. He was gorgeous. I wonder if it’s one of the ones who was raised in our yard a few years back?

It was still a little disconcerting.

Sunday was an all-out packing day. I worked in my office all morning, and it was so discouraging, because it looks and felt like nothing got done. The afternoon was spent upstairs in the storage room; while there is still a lot to do, it’s showing how much we got done, and that feels better.

The landlord is pressuring us to have his home insurance inspector come in on the 10th of June to “look at the inside of the house.” That’s ridiculous. The inspector hasn’t been in for 49 years. He can wait another 15 days, until we’re out. There’s no way we can have the place in any shape by the 10th of June for a reasonable inspection. This poke-poke-poke that he does is really annoying. It brings to mind last year, when he forced us to agree to the energy assessment the same day I had my post-op medical appointment, the day everything started shutting down for the pandemic, and then didn’t follow through on anything that was offered. It’s unnecessary and unfair pressure and no, just no. Legally, he can ask for it. But I’m damn well pushing back.

I turned around a script on Sunday afternoon, and wrote up/sent off the coverage on Monday. I need to read a lot in the next two weeks, so I have a good chunk of change around the days of the actual move.

Sunday night, we got the formal offer for the apartment. Hopefully, the lease paperwork arrives today, and we can get that completed. What a relief! We have a new home.

I will talk publicly more about the details once the lease is signed. I’m always nervous until all the paperwork is done. Yes, one shouldn’t sign contracts during Mercury Retrograde, but this is necessary. And, using the retrograde energy, this signage is about resolving unresolved issues.

And I can’t be held hostage by the planets. Things have to happen when they have to happen; you use the stars for guidance, but can’t be paralyzed out of fear. Does moving during the retrograde(s) mean this will be temporary? Well, I seriously doubt we will stay ten years, like we did with this place. It’s a terrific space, and a year-round community where people live their lives instead of groveling before tourists all the time, and it gives us a chance to catch our breaths and regroup.

Will things be slower and more frustrating during the retrogrades? Of course they will. I’m on edge, worried that there will be a major car repair in there, or that the move will be more than we can afford.

But this is necessary and feels right, as far as where we’re going.

Somehow, somehow, I have to make like a hockey player and dig deeper to get it all done. My mother is 96 – she can’t do as much as she used to, and I don’t want this move to kill her. She’s delighted we got the space (as am I). I am completely indebted to my friend Rebecca for finding the listing for us, and getting us all hooked up. Now, I have to come up with the resources to get it all done.

I will drop a note off to our neighbors down the street, inviting them to come by and see which plants they want. I have a bunch of stuff to upload to craigslist. Part of today is taking photos.

Monday, I packed, focusing on my office It finally looks like something’s getting done there. I ran out of boxes; I’m picking up more boxes this morning from U-Haul, both for misc. stuff/clothes and for books. Then, I will spend most of the day packing.

I turned In a script coverage, then read the one I will turn in today, and claimed two more. One of them was a project for which I was requested – the writer liked my feedback, did rewrites to the suggestions, and wants me to look at it again. I need to do at least 2 scripts a day between now and when we move, so that we have money coming in, and I also want to make sure I can give them my full attention when I’m reading them, so that I give them the best coverage possible.

Today is the first time in over a year I didn’t have to prepare to Die For My Employer. It felt both good and weird to wake up and know I didn’t have to do anything for the onsite client. I didn’t have to log in to the social media accounts, create direct responses, find inspirational quotes, or create a new email blast. The new person starts tomorrow, and I wish them all well. I think that configuration of people and talent is exactly what they need for this next cycle. This change is good for all of us.

Today is about packing, starting the conversation with the movers, booking my time with the mechanic, and script coverage work. I hope that the lease comes through today; then I can start dealing with the utility companies and get that all sorted.

Hopefully, the landlord will back off and give me the breathing room I need to get everything done. 20 days (hopefully) until we load the truck – I hope to book it for the 21st.

Fingers crossed I can stay on track, and that my physical and mental health holds up. Once we are in the new space, I’ve booked some recovery time. It’s the packing/loading/getting there that worries me, especially when it comes to cost.

Speaking of mental health, what’s happening to Naomi Osaka at the French Open is awful. She has the right to refuse those stupid press conferences while her attention needs to be on her work – playing tennis. If she needs to step back from the press during the Open, that is a valid choice. This attitude that she doesn’t have the right to set boundaries so she can do her best work is disgusting.

I hope there’s a huge backlash against the tournament organizers, and that sponsors pull out. They won’t, because they don’t support mental health, either, but I wish that’s what would happen.

Anyway, hold a good thought for me for the next few days.

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Friday, November 4, 2009

Friday, December 4, 2009
Waning Moon
Uranus Retrograde
Sunny with temperature dropping

I’m achy and tired and have one of those headaches where it makes you nauseous. Ick.

The movers showed up on time. It took us 45 minutes to carry stuff down to the truck — and they’d brought a huge truck instead of the van I requested. Five minutes to drive to storage. Ten minutes to unload/reload. A half hour to get the other stuff back up the stairs. Less than two hours. The guys were okay — one was personable and worked hard, the other was less personable and spent way too much time on the phone while the first guy worked. He said it was with “the boss” and I didn’t believe him. One phone call in a two hour job, yes. Five? Uh, no. I was also unhappy that the job was more than $80 more than quoted, with a “travel charge” of $67.50 to drive the 12 miles from the facility to here. I wouldn’t use them again; I wouldn’t recommend them.

But it’s done, and the furniture is swapped out I spend the rest of the day trying to get everything organized, as I unpack, sorting and purging and putting stuff away. Long process.

I feel lousy today — hopefully, it’s just that I’m overtired,and not that I’m getting sick. I may go back to bed for a few hours, and then try to restart the day.

Nothing interesting to say — I hope I can get some writing done later in the day, but if I still feel this bad, it’s just not going to happen.

Devon

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Thursday, December 3, 2009

Thursday, December 3, 2009
Waning Moon
Uranus Retrograde
Rainy and cold

The movers are supposed to show up a 8:30 this morning and then we can get this furniture swapped out and back to a real life. I’ll be glad when today is over. The furniture swap itself isn’t such a big deal, but what surrounds it is.

I managed to purge a lot on Tuesday from years past — things I held on to that no longer support my life or my goals. Reminders of some poor decisions made in the mid-80’s and early 90’s that I’ve definitely atoned for, but kept reminders around. So I got rid of them. And felt better. My life is in a different direction, I paid up for those mistakes, let’s move on. It was difficult and somewhat emotional, but necessary, and I’m glad I did it.

Have you ever caught yourself getting pissy about something really stupid? I caught myself at least twice yesterday, pulled up and said, “WHY are you letting this get to you? It’s not a big deal, and it’s none of your business. Get over it!” Because it’s not like I don’t have enough relevant stuff to worry about!

And then there’s relevant stuff, like trying to order online and the site is cantankerous. I warned one vendor with whom I’ve done business for years that this is the last year I’ll be shopping at his store because I couldn’t check out — for a half hour, whenever I tried to check out, it went back to the site’s home page. I had to call it in — which I didn’t want to do, because that’s why I order online and I HATE using the phone. On top of that, because it was a phone order and not an online order, I couldn’t use any of the promotional codes. And yes, I did ask them to extend the promo codes to me even though I called instead of ordered online, because of the site problem. They refused. So that store has seen the last of me. I would have cancelled this year’s order, but I don’t have time to hunt down that speciality elsewhere in the current time frame. However, with a year’s lead time, I do. Another store, a first-time experience for me, lost my business completely because, when I tried to check out, the site kept insisting my phone number wasn’t valid. Now, I’d used the exact same information in the exact format on a sister site to place an order ten minutes earlier. So I cancelled the order and ordered from a different store. I let both stores know that they’ve lost my business and why. I am not going to waste my money on stores that don’t provide excellent customer service. Because there are plenty of stores out there who actually DO provide good customer service and a quality product at a fair price.

So, it was frustrating, but the online ordering is done, and I’ve just got a couple of gift cards to pick up and some stocking stuffers, and then all my shopping’s done.

I’ve also got to do my shopping for St. Nicholas Day, which is on Saturday night, going into Sunday.

Everything is stacked in the living room and the bathroom to give the movers access to what they’re getting out and the spots they’re putting the new stuff in. The cats are beside themselves. Now, we’re not swapping out all that much furniture, and yet everything that was around it has filled the other rooms to bursting. It simply doesn’t make sense. How could that much crap be stored in such a small space?

I’ll have more purging to do when I put things back.

I’m stressed, the cats are stressed, I don’t trust these movers — not only did they call after 6 PM with this morning’s time, the guy started giving me a hard time about not sending him a deposit — until I reminded him he never gave me the information and had told me I didn’t need to. Then he asked me what we were moving, even though I’d sent it to him TWICE in writing. I don’t have a lot of confidence in these guys, and I just want to get the job DONE.

I’m printing out the emails with the estimates, so there can’t be anymore hassle.

Think good thoughts for me.

Devon

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Sunday, November 22, 2009
Waxing Moon
Uranus Retrograde
Sunnier and colder

Yesterday WAS a better writing day, and today will be even better, although I’m packing everything up and spending the afternoon at a friend’s. The story’s coming along — not as quickly as I’d like, since it has to go to the printer’s soon, but it’s coming. I lost some of the delicate tone I started with, and I’m trying to get it back. I’m trying to write this story in a specific style which is not natural to me, so it takes a bit more work!

I also didn’t think I’d have to do this much research for a short story, but there you have it — I’m finding out I need all these details!

I did a test run on the gingerbread recipe I want to use for the holidays, and it came out perfectly. It uses a darker molasses than I usually use, and it’s fluffy and moist. I’m going to use it for all the small cakes that are the centerpieces for the cookie plates.

I found a good rolled chocolate cookie recipe in a Food Network magazine. I’m going to be cheesy and cut them out using the moose cookie cutters, for, yes, “chocolate moose.”

I’ve got a variety of rolled sugar cookie recipes I can use — just have to pick one. And my favorite recipe for thumbprint cookies is from a cookbook from the late 50’s-early 60’s.

I’ll do the regular Toll House (I mean, after all, I bought a 4-lb bag of chips), and I’m thinking about doing a lemon shortbread and a lime cookie. I want to find my favorite spice cookie recipe, which I used a few years ago, but I can’t find either the issue of GOURMET it was in OR the photocopy I made of the recipe, which is frustrating. I’m sure I thought I put it in a Very Safe Place.

Went to Michael’s, where I found some lovely little boxes I can use for gift cards, and also some ribbon for the cookie bags (since I’ve lost two boxes of ribbon somewhere in the fray, I have to get more). I’ll have to buy some narrower ribbon for smaller packages, but these ribbons will do for the bags, and they were 50% off! Picked up things like candles and light bulbs and laundry soap.

Read a lot. Skimmed through Frances Hodgeson Burnett’s A LITTLE PRINCESS to look at it from a stylistic point of view, instead of a story point of view. Also read Nancy Atherton’s AUNT DIMITY: VAMPIRE HUNTER — a pleasant read, and not at all what I expected. From the notes, I guess she’s written a dozen books in the series — unique take on guidance from beyond the grave, and a comment on self-created conflict that doesn’t really exist outside one’s own head.

I’ve also started re-reading Starhawk’s DREAMING THE DARK, which I picked up at a library sale. I know I have THE SPIRAL DANCE, I’m pretty sure I own TRUTH OR DARE. I know I’ve read DREAMING THE DARK, but I think I borrowed it. Anyway, I was interested in looking at it from a new perspective, having originally read it about 15 years ago. This is the 10th anniversary edition, which means SHE is looking at it from a more experienced perspective as well. It also reinforces what I’ve been saying for nearly a year — the seeds of the a we’re facing now, especially the economic crisis, were sown by the Reagan Administration. The way “They” have tried to re-write history, turning Reagan into some sort of deity, has always angered me. I lived through the Reagan years. I remember what a lousy president he was, and how many people suffered under his regime, while the rich just stacked up more money and got more arrogant. And, when you read back over events that were written as they happened, you can see, “Oh, THAT’s where it started.” It’s interesting.

It’s also interesting, when you try to get a sense of historical perspective even all the way back to Revolutionary times by reading diaries and letters, how little has changed, and how similar people’s worries remain.

Why is everyone fussing to much about last night’s Senate vote? It was to TALK about the bill, it wasn’t a vote on the bill. Don’t waste my time yammering until there’s something to yammer about.

I found movers — local guys in business for 30 years, offered me a fair price for the 3rd of December. So we’re booked and settled. What a relief. The holiday decorations will come out a week or so late this year, after the furniture swap is done, but at least I’ll have ROOM to put them up, instead of a couch frame standing on its side in the living room and boxes of books stacked up while I wait for the two bookcases to come in, and clothes stacked in suitcases because I need the bureau to come in.

Prepping for the swap (as in getting the stuff I’ve stacked on the bunk-beds stacked elsewhere so we can get to them to move them) will be a royal pain, but once the swap is done, the apartment will feel much lighter, and we can start to truly enjoy the season.

Back to the page for a few hours’ writing before I head off to my friend’s place. Happy Sunday, all!

Devon

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