Thursday, March 31, 2011

Assembled towel rack

It was marvelously simple.

Today's earrings: leaves, other leaves

Bedtime reading: Breakup, Dana Stabenow

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Sorted coins into jars

I'm wondering whether to keep accumulating coins. There have been times when I've been glad that I had a bunch of nickels sequestered in a jar, you know? It feels like dumping the change in the bank might be tempting fate. But if I keep keeping change, I'm going to need more or larger jars. I think that's one decision I'll postpone for another season.

I also considered the possibility of curating the card collection.


Today's earrings: rockets, other rockets

Bedtime reading: Breakup, Dana Stabenow

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Tidied my dresser-top

Next step: re-sort the earrings.


Today's earrings: balloons, men

Bedtime reading: Breakup, Dana Stabenow

Monday, March 28, 2011

Moved the coffeemaker

It's now under the glasses & cups. The stuff I shifted to make room is now next to the refrigerator or up in a cabinet. Another area to be revisited...


Today's earrings: tulips, turtles

Bedtime reading: Breakup, Dana Stabenow

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Made a first pass at the storage container collection

I have way more jars and little plastic tubs than I need or use... but I do hate to throw away an airtight container. I'm going to have to consider carefully and go back to that.

Today's earrings: wheels, zodiacs

Bedtime reading: The Android's Dream, John Scalzi

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Got an estimate for the rug cleaning

I'll drop it off next Friday.


Today's earrings: penguins, chickens

Bedtime reading: The Android's Dream , John Scalzi

Friday, March 25, 2011

Made a first pass at the bathroom counter

Shoved a few things under the sink, put the tall things in a little pitcher, and the other stuff in a flat bowl. I'll revisit in a week or two.


Today's earrings: mermaids, manatees

Bedtime reading: The Android's Dream, John Scalzi

Thursday, March 24, 2011

Sorted the "misc." boxes

All computer stuff is in one box. Writing paper, envelopes, stamps and stickers are in another. Writing implements, note paper, paper clips, and the hole punch and ruler are in the box under the keyboard. Binder clips are in the drawer with the batteries, and everything vaguely toylike is in the toy box. Except the posable emu. The posable emu is still on the ouija board.


Today's earrings: brass triangles

Bedtime reading: The Android's Dream, John Scalzi

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Became president of the HOA

Wasn't actually planning on that, but I'm going to count it anyway.


Today's earrings: bees, typewriter keys

Bedtime reading: The Android's Dream, John Scalzi

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Ordered a towel rack

Also, looked up maid services on Craigslist.


Today's earrings: eyes, saws

Bedtime reading: The Android's Dream, John Scalzi

Monday, March 21, 2011

Mailed taxes

So, ok, the taxes got spread out over three or four days, but they're DONE, and three weeks early, too.

I made myself salmon chowder to celebrate. :)


Today's earrings: scarabs

Bedtime reading: The Android's Dream, John Scalzi

Sunday, March 20, 2011

Got lampshade and mousepad

The lampshade isn't exactly as I'd envisioned it, but now that I've got it attached to the lamp, I think it works pretty well. My living room is suffused with a pleasant glow.


Today's earrings: fish, Lake Tahoes

Bedtime reading: The Android's Dream, John Scalzi

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Filed the files

To do: sort out stationery & office supplies, which are currently haphazardly divided between two of the black boxes and the former silverware chest that holds up my keyboard.

Also reversed the cushions in their shams.


Bedtime reading: The Android's Dream, John Scalzi

Friday, March 18, 2011

Made copies, stuffed & stamped envelopes

Ready to mail.


Today's earrings: frogs, lily pads

Bedtime reading: The Lightning Thief, Rick Riordan

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Completed tax returns

This itemizing thing isn't nearly as complicated as I was led to believe. Kind of like transubstantiation.


Today's earrings: owls, brown glass beads

Bedtime reading: The Lightning Thief, Rick Riordan

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Got a new MUNI map

to replace the one I gave away to the HR lady when she was visiting, plus a spare.


Today's earrings: pigs, citrine drops

Bedtime reading: The Lightning Thief, Rick Riordan

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Printed out a 1040, et alia, and brought them home

...but didn't feel equal to actually filling in the forms. So I cleared the miscellaneous paper off the bar. Then I thought about the miscellaneous silver tchotchkes I've got scattered about, and considered curio cases. So far I hate them all.

Today's earrings: coffee cups, chickens

Bedtime reading: The Lightning Thief, Rick Riordan

Monday, March 14, 2011

Started taxes

I meant to get them done, but then realized I didn't have the actual tax forms. I did a dry run anyway. I need to call the IRS and find out whether they meant to send me a CP03A form or what.

Since Plan A didn't happen, I went ahead and shelved the loose books & CDs (except the Gold Digger Atlas, which I am leaving on the coffee table).


Today's earrings: compasses

Bedtiem reading: The Lightning Thief, Rick Riordan

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Reset the clocks

Bedtime reading: The Lightning Thief, Rick Riordan

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Put the light fixture in storage; got casters

The caster are the wrong size. I'll have to go get more.

Also, visited the Borders in the mall and found a copy of 12 Angry Men for CC. After I got it home, I realized that it was still encased in a plastic exoskeleton. It seemed easier to cut it loose than take it back for professional extraction. Discovering that the clerk who didn't remove the anti-theft device also didn't key in the right SKU, such that the receipt is apparently for "Little Lessons of Love," whatever the hell that is, clinched the decision. The amateur cutting-loose process was, sadly, detrimental to the packaging. So CC will be getting a copy of 12 Angry Men that gives every evidence of having been stolen, but wasn't.
*sigh*


Bedtime reading: The Lightning Thief, Rick Riordan

Friday, March 11, 2011

Got all the random crap off the floor

In other news today, bad earthquake off Japan, with tsunami.


Today's earrings: mice, pumpkin coaches

Bedtime reading: The Lightning Thief, Rick Riordan

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Collected dry cleaning; emptied dishwasher

So that's two things, really.

In other news, a teenager jumped off the Golden Gate Bridge today and walked away. The surfers who fished him out gave him a good tongue-lashing, though.


Today's earrings: scarabs

Bedtime reading: The Lightning Thief, Rick Riordan

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Dropped off dry cleaning

Today's earrings: monkeys, wrenches

Bedtime reading: The Light Fantastic, Terry Pratchett

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Supernatural speculation

I keep meaning to write this down, but I've really got nowhere else to post it:

I think at the end of this season we find out that Heaven is really the Matrix, but powered by human souls instead of human bodies. "The power of heaven" is generated by the souls of all those dead people, eternally alone in their perfect little worlds. (And that's why the dead are kept isolated in Heaven. So the ones like Ash don't get together and maybe decide to put all that power to other uses.) Lucifer's power, and the powers we've seen from the demons over the seasons, comes from the radiant energy of the souls who've sold themselves into Hell. That's why Balthazar bought that kid's soul: he was trying to build himself a captive energy base so he could take himself off the Heaven grid.

I'm not 100% sure about Purgatory, but I think it's where third-case souls go. People whose souls aren't clean enough for heaven to take, but on whom Hell doesn't have a colorable claim. People like Mary Winchester, who contracted with a demon, but didn't actually sell her soul. Or John Winchester, who sold his soul, but climbed back out of the pit. Also angry spirits, who refused to be conducted to Heaven by the Reapers, but weren't contracted to Hell. The Mother of Monsters has been using the scant soul-power at her disposal to make - you guessed it - monsters. The monsters go around turning humans into more monsters (vampires, skinwalkers, etc.) whose souls eventually end up in Purgatory. Now that the Pseudopocalypse has been and gone, and neither Heaven nor Hell won, the Mother of Monsters is making a bid to take control of Earth, so she can divert all souls to Purgatory and have everything her own way from here on out.

It's a theory.


Today's earrings: flies, trout

Bedtime reading: The Light Fantastic, Terry Pratchett

Monday, March 7, 2011

For Lent

My current plan is to clean, tidy, find a permanent place for, get, replace, or otherwise deal with one task a day. The to-do list includes getting a lamp shade and a mouse pad, doing my taxes, getting the rugs cleaned, picking a shelf on which to stow the fry pans and stowing them, clearing out the excess wire hangers, shifting the tchotchkes off the windowsill... If I run out of ideas, I'll start re-cataloging the library.

Today's earrings: frogs, trees

Bedtime reading: The Light Fantastic, Terry Pratchett