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jenettTired, mostly. Also, lacking in brain, which is not so helpful as it might be. Am doing brain dump in hopes of getting stuff out of system enough to do the paperwork I'm at work to do.
(I keep feeling like stuff is just *clogged* and my subconscious is not processing well at all, which is making the writing stuff I want to do not get anywhere, because I do my best organisational process in writing after some subconscious mulling.)
I had a day off yesterday from sitting with Elise, in which I did very little that was productive. (I played Warcraft, and thought about napping, mostly. I didn't actually nap, even, which is pretty pitiful.) This did not accomplish the writing I *need* to get done by the beginning of August (an article, for actual pay! More below), or the writing I want to do, because it's starting to eat my subconscious, or any number of other tasks.
Today, instead of parking in the parking ramp (because oh, boy, have I spent more on parking than I'd really like), I parked down by the new Seward co-op location, and walked up to the transitional care unit. This turns out to be an ideal walk for me. (It's a hair over half a mile each way), and meant I actually got outside daylight time, which I believe might be good for me.
At home
I have a bunch of home-rearranging to do: I came back from my Boston trip to find three dead mice in my front hall. (My cat is mighty! I far prefer dead mice to live ones, if I have to pick, too. Much easier to deal with.)
My landlady, who is most helpful, and her partner have done stage one of the blocking mice from the house (the outside hole), but we've been waiting for him to get a chance (and the materials) to do stage 2, which is the inside part. Since we're pretty sure that they're getting in via a small gap between the floor and wall in the corner under my wardrobe, I had to empty the wardrobe to do this. (We determined the location because I'd been observing where the cat was lurking with a "I am srsz hunter" expression on her face."
Since I live in a very tiny house, there is not exactly another place to put things other than on the floor in the front room (ok, in sorta-tidy piles in the front room, but still.) And it is, predictably, starting to drive me sort of crazy. Besides the part where dealing with laundry basket et. all is tedious.
(Also, I came home Saturday night, late from being at the hospital to discover a live mouse in the kitchen. I have not seen it since, but I did go "eeeeeek!" more than I like to admit, probably because it was just so startling and I was tired. It also means I really want to get stuff off the floor, so that if the cat goes hunting, there's spaces for the cat to fit.)
Hopefully, we get that dealt with today or tomorrow, and then hopefully no more mice. (I am of the general opinion that mice are to be expected to some extent with older houses. But I wish they'd tell their mousie friends about the fierce cat, and go elsewhere.)
The writing:
I have not made noises about this previously, because it had a certain amount of unreality-feeling to it, but I will have an article coming out in one of the 2010 Llewellyn almanacs (the Witch's Companion, which is a new one). It'll be on the shelves in the next couple of months. The article's on integrating music into personal practice.
I've also been approved for both an article (on how Pagans are using Facebook, Twitter, and other social networking technologies: about 2000 words) and a piece for the September page (about 300 words at most) for the 2011 anthology. (The trick I'm finding is how to write about uses of technology without the whole thing being horribly dated by the time it's actually read by other people in the fall of 2010.) These are both due at the beginning of August, which really means I need to write them soon.
I'm fairly pleased with the whole thing: the payment is moderate but reasonable, but more usefully, it's a nice bit of publication credit, so that when I manage the rewrite of the Better Pagan Research book, I can mention them in the cover letter. I'm planning on taking the payment for the 2010 one (which I should get around October) and getting the tattoo I've been contemplating for (argh! nearly a year!) done with it. Seems appropriate.
External braining:
Besides just sitting with Elise, I have done the following (or will do today). Just to give y'all an idea how this external brain thing goes:
- Sent email of stuff Elise would like brought to her by later shifts today and made follow-up phone calls about.
- Sent email requesting scheduling preferences from the likely suspects for sitting with her.
- Gotten emails back, and produced something that looks vaguely like a schedule.
- Emailed the likely parties with said schedule, and stuck it in my own iCal for reference. (Am waiting for confirmation from said likely parties before it's final.)
- Gotten a request to print up Elise's list of artificial sweeteners for the nutritionist and her hospital notebook and done so. It goes in my bag to bring with me tomorrow.
- Tonight, pick up Sonya from the transitional care place and take her back to Elise's, so that she does not have to wait for bus on less than desireable street corner.
Other notes
I am thinking more and more that I want an iPod touch, so that I can external brain on the fly and dump data into something I can track without having to do it internally. (My internal brain does this to a much higher level than many people's, so I am told, by people who blink at what I'm usually tracking. But it doesn't leave much room for anything else, sometimes, which is tedious.)
It would also help with my need to bring many many many books on vacation, which is a bonus.
(I keep feeling like stuff is just *clogged* and my subconscious is not processing well at all, which is making the writing stuff I want to do not get anywhere, because I do my best organisational process in writing after some subconscious mulling.)
I had a day off yesterday from sitting with Elise, in which I did very little that was productive. (I played Warcraft, and thought about napping, mostly. I didn't actually nap, even, which is pretty pitiful.) This did not accomplish the writing I *need* to get done by the beginning of August (an article, for actual pay! More below), or the writing I want to do, because it's starting to eat my subconscious, or any number of other tasks.
Today, instead of parking in the parking ramp (because oh, boy, have I spent more on parking than I'd really like), I parked down by the new Seward co-op location, and walked up to the transitional care unit. This turns out to be an ideal walk for me. (It's a hair over half a mile each way), and meant I actually got outside daylight time, which I believe might be good for me.
At home
I have a bunch of home-rearranging to do: I came back from my Boston trip to find three dead mice in my front hall. (My cat is mighty! I far prefer dead mice to live ones, if I have to pick, too. Much easier to deal with.)
My landlady, who is most helpful, and her partner have done stage one of the blocking mice from the house (the outside hole), but we've been waiting for him to get a chance (and the materials) to do stage 2, which is the inside part. Since we're pretty sure that they're getting in via a small gap between the floor and wall in the corner under my wardrobe, I had to empty the wardrobe to do this. (We determined the location because I'd been observing where the cat was lurking with a "I am srsz hunter" expression on her face."
Since I live in a very tiny house, there is not exactly another place to put things other than on the floor in the front room (ok, in sorta-tidy piles in the front room, but still.) And it is, predictably, starting to drive me sort of crazy. Besides the part where dealing with laundry basket et. all is tedious.
(Also, I came home Saturday night, late from being at the hospital to discover a live mouse in the kitchen. I have not seen it since, but I did go "eeeeeek!" more than I like to admit, probably because it was just so startling and I was tired. It also means I really want to get stuff off the floor, so that if the cat goes hunting, there's spaces for the cat to fit.)
Hopefully, we get that dealt with today or tomorrow, and then hopefully no more mice. (I am of the general opinion that mice are to be expected to some extent with older houses. But I wish they'd tell their mousie friends about the fierce cat, and go elsewhere.)
The writing:
I have not made noises about this previously, because it had a certain amount of unreality-feeling to it, but I will have an article coming out in one of the 2010 Llewellyn almanacs (the Witch's Companion, which is a new one). It'll be on the shelves in the next couple of months. The article's on integrating music into personal practice.
I've also been approved for both an article (on how Pagans are using Facebook, Twitter, and other social networking technologies: about 2000 words) and a piece for the September page (about 300 words at most) for the 2011 anthology. (The trick I'm finding is how to write about uses of technology without the whole thing being horribly dated by the time it's actually read by other people in the fall of 2010.) These are both due at the beginning of August, which really means I need to write them soon.
I'm fairly pleased with the whole thing: the payment is moderate but reasonable, but more usefully, it's a nice bit of publication credit, so that when I manage the rewrite of the Better Pagan Research book, I can mention them in the cover letter. I'm planning on taking the payment for the 2010 one (which I should get around October) and getting the tattoo I've been contemplating for (argh! nearly a year!) done with it. Seems appropriate.
External braining:
Besides just sitting with Elise, I have done the following (or will do today). Just to give y'all an idea how this external brain thing goes:
- Sent email of stuff Elise would like brought to her by later shifts today and made follow-up phone calls about.
- Sent email requesting scheduling preferences from the likely suspects for sitting with her.
- Gotten emails back, and produced something that looks vaguely like a schedule.
- Emailed the likely parties with said schedule, and stuck it in my own iCal for reference. (Am waiting for confirmation from said likely parties before it's final.)
- Gotten a request to print up Elise's list of artificial sweeteners for the nutritionist and her hospital notebook and done so. It goes in my bag to bring with me tomorrow.
- Tonight, pick up Sonya from the transitional care place and take her back to Elise's, so that she does not have to wait for bus on less than desireable street corner.
Other notes
I am thinking more and more that I want an iPod touch, so that I can external brain on the fly and dump data into something I can track without having to do it internally. (My internal brain does this to a much higher level than many people's, so I am told, by people who blink at what I'm usually tracking. But it doesn't leave much room for anything else, sometimes, which is tedious.)
It would also help with my need to bring many many many books on vacation, which is a bonus.
