Updating on a cold, rainy night.
I'm going to go ahead and shoot straight with you. The weather is heinous. It's 42 degrees outside and raining but it feels like -42 and is so vile it could potentially make my mood vile as well, but I am newly resolved not to be in a vile mood anymore!
I have been in a vile mood for several days. I have been very ants in my pants about the contractor coming and finally replacing my Gustav-damaged ceilings. I feared sheetrock dust exploding into every corner of the house, totally disrupting the pets' lives, and not being able to shower because the bathtub would be full of fallen insulation. After tossing and turning all night, I finally threw myself out of bed pre-dawn and covered beds and shower heads and counters with plastic and moved rugs and hauled crap around trying to move as much as I could out of the way of the onslaught of mess and pain. Only to have the contractor's dudes arrive, take one look at the ceiling and make one quick crawl around the attic and declare that I don't even need new ceilings! What? Yes. No. I should just treat them with something and repaint them. Oooookay. I know this is good news, but it is not what I was told before and it kind of made my head spin after preparing mentally all these months to spend the money and face the mess. They said if the mold didn't grow back after I cleaned it up then it wasn't moldy and all the brown spots are just stains. They said everything in the attic is dry. Well, eff me! Okay. I am going to treat this all as a good thing and count myself blessed.
Right now I am sitting on the couch in sweats eating wheat thins, baby carrots dipped in zesty lemon hummos, and scrambled eggs and cheese. This is a very comforting dinner. I am listening to Sufjan Stevens' Christmas music which for some reason I am only listening to for the first time this year, and I could not possibly love it more. My absolute favorite is "Holy, Holy, Holy," which is a hymn, not a Christmas carol, as far as I'm concerned, but I still love it. I have now listened to it approximately fifty times in the past 2 days. I made copies for my sister, a girlfriend, and both of my parents. It is making me really happy. I don't know the first fat thing about Sufjan Stevens, but apparently I love him. I am trying to figure out who sings the backup harmonies on this song, but I have no idea. Anyone?
I'm not sure what else has been going on. Work is kind of zany for me this time of year because of a holiday project. I got a little overwhelmed with my last week of school work but at this point I am over that. I finished When You Are Engulfed in Flames yesterday, and I am already nostalgic for it. I can't stop baking mint chocolate cookies. I took 9 days off of running and started it up again last week. So far, I have not died, though I have on occasion felt like I might. I am very excited to see Milk and Slumdog Millionaire. I put up Christmas lights! They are very pretty. I am afraid of both fire and electrocution, so this was a big step for me. I blithely hung them up many years ago when I first moved in, but I've avoided it in recent years because I am a big fraidy cat, but I just went ahead and did it, and they look beautiful and nothing catastrophic has happened yet. I am going to take this as a good sign for the holidays ahead.
I have been in a vile mood for several days. I have been very ants in my pants about the contractor coming and finally replacing my Gustav-damaged ceilings. I feared sheetrock dust exploding into every corner of the house, totally disrupting the pets' lives, and not being able to shower because the bathtub would be full of fallen insulation. After tossing and turning all night, I finally threw myself out of bed pre-dawn and covered beds and shower heads and counters with plastic and moved rugs and hauled crap around trying to move as much as I could out of the way of the onslaught of mess and pain. Only to have the contractor's dudes arrive, take one look at the ceiling and make one quick crawl around the attic and declare that I don't even need new ceilings! What? Yes. No. I should just treat them with something and repaint them. Oooookay. I know this is good news, but it is not what I was told before and it kind of made my head spin after preparing mentally all these months to spend the money and face the mess. They said if the mold didn't grow back after I cleaned it up then it wasn't moldy and all the brown spots are just stains. They said everything in the attic is dry. Well, eff me! Okay. I am going to treat this all as a good thing and count myself blessed.
Right now I am sitting on the couch in sweats eating wheat thins, baby carrots dipped in zesty lemon hummos, and scrambled eggs and cheese. This is a very comforting dinner. I am listening to Sufjan Stevens' Christmas music which for some reason I am only listening to for the first time this year, and I could not possibly love it more. My absolute favorite is "Holy, Holy, Holy," which is a hymn, not a Christmas carol, as far as I'm concerned, but I still love it. I have now listened to it approximately fifty times in the past 2 days. I made copies for my sister, a girlfriend, and both of my parents. It is making me really happy. I don't know the first fat thing about Sufjan Stevens, but apparently I love him. I am trying to figure out who sings the backup harmonies on this song, but I have no idea. Anyone?
I'm not sure what else has been going on. Work is kind of zany for me this time of year because of a holiday project. I got a little overwhelmed with my last week of school work but at this point I am over that. I finished When You Are Engulfed in Flames yesterday, and I am already nostalgic for it. I can't stop baking mint chocolate cookies. I took 9 days off of running and started it up again last week. So far, I have not died, though I have on occasion felt like I might. I am very excited to see Milk and Slumdog Millionaire. I put up Christmas lights! They are very pretty. I am afraid of both fire and electrocution, so this was a big step for me. I blithely hung them up many years ago when I first moved in, but I've avoided it in recent years because I am a big fraidy cat, but I just went ahead and did it, and they look beautiful and nothing catastrophic has happened yet. I am going to take this as a good sign for the holidays ahead.
Labels: household projects, movies, music, running
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