July 23rd, 2013
|08:53 am - Part 1... done.|
Phewf. So the move is completed, and I have such respect and gratitude for my friends and partner. Let me tell you. It was a rough day.
The woman hadn't finished packing - I was helping her pack up her kitchen, for example.
She hadn't cleaned... some things I'm quite sure she'd never cleaned. The kitchen cupboard doors, once beige, were BLACK from 12 years of fingerprints. The kitchen walls had dark brown lines all over them that DID wash off... after using 3 different cleansers. The master bedroom had a horrid funky smell in it - I have minimized it only by washing the walls, vacuuming and then steam cleaning the floor, and throwing out the closet shelf. And of course the whole place was just... ugh. One of our friends helped for an hour and had to leave - because he had HIVES all over his body (even with taking allergy meds before he started), and his throat was closing. So you know... scary stuff. There were so many holes and screws and hooks and drywall anchors in all the walls (think 10 in a 2 foot square section of the wall... repeated all over the apartment).
And worst of all (what irreparably harmed her relationship with Andrew, who is furious), our 6 friends who came to help were the majority of the workers that day. They moved a TON of her stuff into our old place (and she had so much more than we did), and her thanks was to YELL at them. She was a nasty unpleasant person the whole day and didn't thank them, but did yell at them for where they were placing stuff.
Anyway. It's been a few days. All the screws/etc have been removed and the holes patched, the kitchen is clean and so therefore usable (although there's a leak in the plumbing, which has rotted out the under-sink cabinet, which means there's a smell in there too), Tomas's bedroom is coming along (it's been painted and the old floor removed, a new underlay put in and Andrew plans on getting the laminate in there tonight, so we can get Tomas's stuff set up nicely), and etc. It's getting there. So we can see how nice it's going to be, how wonderful this space will be for us once it's all done.
January 28th, 2013
|03:58 pm - part the second|
The most important part, probably, that I thought of just as I was signing off and really want to get down here, is the blessed SILENCE I have for 5 1/2 hours a day. It's so healing and healthy for me. For those 5 1/2 hours I don't have to talk to anyone if I don't want to, and I don't have to listen to anything. My brain gets to move through whatever it needs to move through - and that's WHY everything in our life has been improving in leaps and bounds. The silence and calm has allowed me to do everything from finally figure out a way to properly organize under the kitchen sink to finally be able to put into words thoughts I've had about how Andrew and I think so very differently (and therefore finally have less frustration about it)...
Interestingly what I've also noticed is that my social media use has gone WAY down. Not just emails and lj, but fb and tw too. I'm barely on anything, rarely post and rarely read. I miss huge swaths of things people post... and it doesn't really bother me. That too was too much entering my brain.
So I'm calmer, and I'm happier, and I'm doing more, and etc. Life is good. Is what I'm saying.
March 3rd, 2012
|10:32 pm - Inner city life|
It's a common movie trope, as far as I can tell, about the cold and uncaring inner city. Either everyone is selfish, or shallow, friends aren't "true", everyone is just trying to make a buck and community is something sold by Starbucks.
I live in a big city. I'm an inner city girl. And this is not my experience.
Take today, for example.
Today many of my friends came over and crammed into my apartment, where their children played with my child while we all made many many pierogi (3 different fillings! Regular AND gluten free dough!). We laughed and talked and joked and sang, reaffirmed bonds and loved and it was a fucking blast.
For dinner we ate the spoils of our work, and we all took home bags of pierogi for another day.
All this happened, I might add, while my next door neighbour laboured at home, to birth her son (born at 8:43pm tonight). As the day wore on we'd often run into a member of her family in the hallway (her partner, mother, brother, etc), and they'd update us on progress. At times I'd step into the hallway and hear her.
After most folks left, a friend sat on the couch and read my son a bedtime book while Andrew and I cleaned up (not that there was much to clean, since my friend's parents had been here alongside us, and had washed and dried most of the dishes after dinner). My neighbour's mum and brother stopped by individually to tell us the happy birth news.
This is my city life.
November 1st, 2010
|11:22 pm - dragon|
You know that book, the girl with the dragon tattoo?
A neighbour lent it to me months ago. I've avoided reading it based on what I've heard about it (mostly because I abhor the "violence against women/children as plot point" trope).
I felt that I should read it before returning it, though, especially since I'd held on to it so long. So I powered through it the last few days. And...
I hated it. I just don't see what made it so popular. Unless it's the violence towards women, which apparently is very popular is current fiction. Yuck.
March 21st, 2010
|09:16 pm - I'm tired. Like - in my head tired.|
It's Sunday night, my attempt to put the kidlet to bed didn't work so Andrew is trying this time, and so I could (should) be doing anything useful (like the mountain of dishes, or some sewing, or tidying, or the budget, or cleaning the scrawled-on-tub, or really, ANYTHING), but here I am, not doing any of those things.
I don't even want to continue my 365. And I've done so well so far.
November 6th, 2009
|01:28 pm - No, please DON'T get 'er done.|
Was just in an all-employee meeting. Several offices, all on the phone. And an extremely high level man actually said to someone else, such that we all, across all offices, heard it: "Get 'er done".
That really, REALLY bothered me. The inherent assumption of the objectification and sexualization of women is horrifying. Way to bring us down into representations of whatever item it is you need to "do", buddy.
And I am fully aware that he was clueless.
I immediately spoke out, although the only people who could hear me were the ones in our office - and I was laughed at. Another female in the office said I pretty much guaranteed that people will be saying it around me quite a lot.
It doesn't bother me to be laughed at about something like this. And I WILL continue to fight it.
September 11th, 2009
|09:34 pm - On this day 2 years ago, my water broke.|
I'm sure I posted this video before:
The song is lovely, beautiful and makes me melt. The video, well... it makes me cry every time.
August 17th, 2009
|09:12 pm - Know what I did today?|
Paid off my student loan.
Ayup. All gone. See ya NEVER.
August 11th, 2009
|02:09 pm - How I try to live my life|
You don't do the things you do because others will necessarily join you in doing them, nor because they will ultimately prove successful. You do the things you do because the things you do are right.
July 29th, 2009
|07:52 am - I've become one of THOSE people...|
Grande Soy Half-Sweet Mocha, No Whip, please.*****
*****There's hope for me still - I still smile and I'm not a bitch about it. I have never done either of the following, both of which are true stories:
-Complained because my foam bubbles were TOO BIG
-Complained because they put TOO MUCH COFFEE IN MY CUP
July 21st, 2009
|02:05 am - I feel like such a jerk|
I came home after work with a headache. Andrew made dinner and wrangled the kid, I passed out at 7:30 and he did EVERYTHING. And it's my turn to take the night shift, too, but he's doing that too. I feel like such a jerk. ;(
Also - he's pretty awesome.
July 19th, 2009
|07:48 pm - Oh yeah|
And we went to the Aquarium yesterday, and I posted a few pictures on facebook, but this is the one I love the most:
July 12th, 2009
|09:30 am - This is my morning|
So it went something like this:
We're having breakfast, Tomas stacks one blueberry on top of another one, Andrew stacks a third on top of those... and then Andrew went and got a skewer and "stacked" all those blueberries on it. In this picture, Tomas is trying to blow the berries down.
June 21st, 2009
|09:37 am - Geek Father's Day|
This morning at breakfast (lemon pancakes), Andrew taught Tomas to say "Bork bork bork" and "HADUUUUKEN!".
March 22nd, 2009
|01:12 pm - Missed connections...|
Andrew got a missed connection! This is too funny.
He smiles at everyone, btw. ;)
February 10th, 2009
|06:46 pm - I love Jesus, but...|
Yes, it's 7 minutes, but it's worth it, I promise.
February 3rd, 2009
|12:28 pm - snack food|
This weekend I made my own soy-nuts. It's extremely easy!
I just took 2 cups of dried soy beans, soaked them overnight, drained them well, spread them out on a cookie sheet and added salt, then baked them at 250F for 3 or so hours.
The first batch, I stirred around after an hour or so. The second batch, I didn't bother.
They are crispy and crunchy and just perfect. Yum!
February 2nd, 2009
|09:29 am - What does it say that we have no problems with the message of this song?|
I love They Might Be Giants. I figured we'd introduce Tomas to them soon (especially the CD "Birdhouse in Your Soul", a favourite of mine), but then we discovered that somewhere along the way they started doing children's songs.
This has been on repeat in our house over the weekend:
Warning: CATCHY. Andrew and I kept finding ourselves humming or singing it hours after last played. "SHUT UP!" was a common refrain. LOL
January 26th, 2009
|07:52 pm - laughing so hard over here...|
Some of the texts I got from my brother today:
"Good God... Just changed diaper...Want a raise."
"Horrible! I'm worried I did not clean him well enough. Had to stop or I was going to throw up. Seriously. Still feel ill! He laughed throughout."
"He's had the hiccups for a while. Cure?"
"Had to change him again. Ew!!! Got a bit cleaner. Tied my shirt around my face!"
Bwahahahahah. Today has been hilarious.
In other news, the daycare only had to be closed for 1 day after all. So I'll be taking Tomas in again tomorrow. My brother is relieved. :P