- The replacement "a" key was a bust, so I ordered a new keyboard for the laptop. Installed it yesterday. Am loving words with a's in them again. Again. Aging. Aggressive. Aggregate.
- Just in time, because I'm ready to write my big paper for that course work I've been avoiding. I saw my advisor on Tuesday. I haven't done jack about this thing aside from gathering some information, so I went in to tell her that I give up, I'll just take the F. She didn't like that idea. Told my sculpture prof the same thing and he freaked. My GPA is high - not 4.0, but something around 3.7high or 3.8low. Yeah, a zero would fuck that shit up. So my advisor gave me a pep talk and some direction and said "you've got 10 days." It's down to 8... well, 7.5 now. Last night I organized shit and wrote a rough draft outline. This morning I started reading the research articles I've chosen. As I suspected, once I get started I really get into it and regret procrastinating. I drive me crazy.
- Diva is home from jail, on probation, doing relatively well. There are more details about stuff with her, but I won't go into it now. She turned 14 last Sunday. And she's been wetting the bed every night for a week. My house stinks like sour piss. I HATE that!
- Which leads to the next bit of excitement around here: the washing machine broke. Diva broke it, actually. For those who don't know but want to, check the labels for "washing machine" to get lots of gory detail about my struggles with this washer. Diva failed to cinch the strap around the machine to hold the door closed. She put the strap on, but didn't tighten it. And she put an uneven load in it - one heavy thing and a bunch of light stuff. So of course it was shaking like Elvis. The door latch broke, but Superman fixed that one easily. However, the computerized control panel above the door also came loose and rattled around for I don't know how long. It now doesn't control shit. Superman looked up info about replacement parts for that, and can't figure which of the three things are the right one. The cheapest of these things is almost $200. Together he and I declared it totaled. It's been busted for about two weeks. He hopes to take it today to the place in town that sells used appliances to trade it for something that works. I've given him carte blanche to pick out a new one. He does laundry more often than I do anyway.
- In related news, I have been to the laundromat a few times in the past two weeks. I don't actually mind the laundromat most of the time, but I dislike the time and money it uses. This morning I spent almost $14 on the whites, Diva's stinky sheets from last night (I did three loads of her bedding yesterday morning), and the clothes Superman and I have dirtied in the past less-than-a-week.
- To make matters more complicated, the drain in the kitchen is leaking. Behind the wall. Into the wood under the vinyl flooring. The kitchen smells of rot, and has for a while. It took us a while to discover the source. Superman crawled under the house Thanksgiving morning as I was cooking the feast. Wow. Happy Thanksgiving. He turned off the water to the sink the day after Turkey Day and we haven't had the use of it since. Plumbers and insurance adjustors have been lurking around. Alas, the cause of the damage is not something our insurance covers, so it's all up to us. Superman and a good, handy friend of his say they can do it. His friend is one of these motivated, fired up people who will help get us going. They say they can finish the job (or most of it) in a day. Oh, I hope so! In the meantime we are using a lot of disposable "dinnerware" (Greg! Plastic utensils!) and eating out. Expensive! At Christmas time!
- I could go into a rant about Christmas, but I just can't afford the time. Perhaps after next Friday.
*Turned out to be not too brief. No surprise there.
6 comments:
Oh my. I felt the same the other day before I buckled down and got my paper done. I just hope I got a passing grade on it because I really know deep down it wasn't well-written. Meh. Whatever.
Pipes and machines and bedwetting. Oh my.
Lordy god, Girl.....you sound like there's just a bit of drama going on....yikes! All of my best continued love and hugs for as pleasant of a day as possible. xoxoxo
Oh, my goodness. Head spinning. I do NOT miss final exam season at all. In fact, every year, when I'm already running around like an idiot trying to fit everything I want into this silly shiny month at the end of the year, I often wonder just how I survived all those college Decembers.
I'm glad your profs and advisor gave you that pep talk and got you motivated again. You can do this shit, and pretty handily, too, I have absolutely NO doubt.
Of course, you seem to have a handy talent for collecting distractions. Maybe not a "talent", per se, but certain some (no surprise here) magnetic quality.
Glad you are focussing on what you can control and letting the rest sort itself out. Shame about the sheets, of course...but I'm glad you're embracing the disposable, at least in the short term.
Keep smiling, dear Java!
Holy crap - you've had a rough go if it! Hope things settle down for you. Can't wait to read your rant about Xmas.
Wow... I am really sorry that things have been so stressful. 2011 has been nothing but disaster after disaster for Doug and I too. It's been a real drag. I hope you can get your last paper finished. You will feel VERY good about yourself when you finish that last project. I know you can do it.
Is there any medication that would help Diva with her bedwetting problem? I know that incontinence is inconvenient and embarrassing, but there are steps she can take to make it more manageable. Has she ever tried a medicine called Tofranil?
Please don't give up on your studies. You've got a GPA that a lot people would kill for.
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