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Yesterday was weird. Christine and i are both stressed on different aspects about the packing up into a truck (aka temporary storage module) for the carpet cleaners on Wednesday: she's worried about getting things in the truck, i'm worried about getting things unpacked. At this moment, i don't know when the low shelves will find a new home, and we can get tall shelves from Ikea.
It turned warm, too, and i made the mistake of (a) boiling beats for an hour, then (b) making veggies au vin, followed by (c) baking a veat burger. Despite following directions the veat burger was rather over cooked, but the amazingness of veggies au vin blew it away. I think there's some magic chemistry between the shredded carrots and the red wine. Yesterday i used one long ignored giant leek, the chopped stems of the beet greens, and two carrots, following up with the chiffonaded beet greens shortly before taking off the stove. I don't like cooked carrots, but this tastes nothing like the veggies, nothing like the wine, but is some rich satisfying dish.
But then western exposure of the apartment was getting far too warm.
It was, i think, the warmest day of the year so far? No, April 25th got to 79° -- and March 19th was 80 °. For comparison, the average max temperature for each month: 58 - 61 - 64 - 64 - 68. We need to hang the blinds on the outside eaves so we have the buffer from the sunlight heating up the deck. Our last pair failed to survive very long, the strings snapping off after just months of use. We got by, and theoretically could have restrung the blinds -- but new ones were what i needed.
Just like we could theoretically restring blinds, there is a stack of small repairs -- screens, sliding shower doors, folding closet doors, a drawer glider -- that need to be done. I know Christine wants to get to them after the carpet. I feel if someone efficient and practiced came through and attended these things, then we could go back to attending to them as they come up.
I know the first few years we were in this place, i was overworked and overstressed. Christine went through a stack of her own issues. I believe she's still wrestling with some issues, but i think i have a bit more attention and umph now. There's just so much to attend to that it's overwhelming. I need to get a strong habit of doing the day to day care of the household (and myself, with respect to exercise), before taking on the extras. As long as these extras are taunting me though, it's going to be hard to get a day to day rhythm. If i didn't have the ability to throw money at the problem? I guess i could try to ignore them. But it takes spoons to cope with the broken things.
Healthwise ( details for my records )
Thinking of house care, i think of the rashes i am willing myself not to itch (and that i am so lucky as to have these all be essentially invisible from others) and how that takes motivation and discipline not to address those. I am much better following through on that than i used to be. But it still takes energy to do that, and it comes out of what i've got. I tried finding a report on a study i read about recently: given a team of well trained dogs, the dogs that had had several hours of being under command were less able to stay disciplined in the presence of food than the dogs that had just at ease for the prior hours. The conclusion the article made was that being disciplined takes energy, and that it's a holistic issue, not narrow. That is, if i had a identical but other control self, and that control self spent the day following orders while i had the time to do as i please, the control self would have a lot less will power to stay away from whatever continuing temptations would be in the evening. It's actually rather obvious, but i think we (well, *i*) too easily treat different aspects of our lives and choices as being completely isolated.
I did "swim" in the late afternoon, listening to more of The Diamond Age. It's more of a treading water yoga, trying to be aware of breathing and of stretching to full range. I am sure that actually trying to swim would be more aerobic, but i feel so uncoordinated with that. Treading water seems like it should be pretty aerobic, but i seem rather buoyant these days.
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Christine gets the truck this morning when i go to Meeting. I'm giving a ride to DE, then having a possibly difficult clearness committee after meeting. I need to do some work-work (loosing Friday was bad) and do some website tending for the LGBTQ group. I think i will leave my laptop compiling QGIS+Grass today. I don't need it and maybe it's a waste of power, but i remain curious. There are also several other genealogy packages that might be interesting.
It turned warm, too, and i made the mistake of (a) boiling beats for an hour, then (b) making veggies au vin, followed by (c) baking a veat burger. Despite following directions the veat burger was rather over cooked, but the amazingness of veggies au vin blew it away. I think there's some magic chemistry between the shredded carrots and the red wine. Yesterday i used one long ignored giant leek, the chopped stems of the beet greens, and two carrots, following up with the chiffonaded beet greens shortly before taking off the stove. I don't like cooked carrots, but this tastes nothing like the veggies, nothing like the wine, but is some rich satisfying dish.
But then western exposure of the apartment was getting far too warm.
It was, i think, the warmest day of the year so far? No, April 25th got to 79° -- and March 19th was 80 °. For comparison, the average max temperature for each month: 58 - 61 - 64 - 64 - 68. We need to hang the blinds on the outside eaves so we have the buffer from the sunlight heating up the deck. Our last pair failed to survive very long, the strings snapping off after just months of use. We got by, and theoretically could have restrung the blinds -- but new ones were what i needed.
Just like we could theoretically restring blinds, there is a stack of small repairs -- screens, sliding shower doors, folding closet doors, a drawer glider -- that need to be done. I know Christine wants to get to them after the carpet. I feel if someone efficient and practiced came through and attended these things, then we could go back to attending to them as they come up.
I know the first few years we were in this place, i was overworked and overstressed. Christine went through a stack of her own issues. I believe she's still wrestling with some issues, but i think i have a bit more attention and umph now. There's just so much to attend to that it's overwhelming. I need to get a strong habit of doing the day to day care of the household (and myself, with respect to exercise), before taking on the extras. As long as these extras are taunting me though, it's going to be hard to get a day to day rhythm. If i didn't have the ability to throw money at the problem? I guess i could try to ignore them. But it takes spoons to cope with the broken things.
Healthwise ( details for my records )
Thinking of house care, i think of the rashes i am willing myself not to itch (and that i am so lucky as to have these all be essentially invisible from others) and how that takes motivation and discipline not to address those. I am much better following through on that than i used to be. But it still takes energy to do that, and it comes out of what i've got. I tried finding a report on a study i read about recently: given a team of well trained dogs, the dogs that had had several hours of being under command were less able to stay disciplined in the presence of food than the dogs that had just at ease for the prior hours. The conclusion the article made was that being disciplined takes energy, and that it's a holistic issue, not narrow. That is, if i had a identical but other control self, and that control self spent the day following orders while i had the time to do as i please, the control self would have a lot less will power to stay away from whatever continuing temptations would be in the evening. It's actually rather obvious, but i think we (well, *i*) too easily treat different aspects of our lives and choices as being completely isolated.
I did "swim" in the late afternoon, listening to more of The Diamond Age. It's more of a treading water yoga, trying to be aware of breathing and of stretching to full range. I am sure that actually trying to swim would be more aerobic, but i feel so uncoordinated with that. Treading water seems like it should be pretty aerobic, but i seem rather buoyant these days.
--==∞==--
Christine gets the truck this morning when i go to Meeting. I'm giving a ride to DE, then having a possibly difficult clearness committee after meeting. I need to do some work-work (loosing Friday was bad) and do some website tending for the LGBTQ group. I think i will leave my laptop compiling QGIS+Grass today. I don't need it and maybe it's a waste of power, but i remain curious. There are also several other genealogy packages that might be interesting.
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