Dinner is cooking, and I have been sitting here writing a post for about an hour now. It was getting long and rant-like and perhaps a little too personal for public consumption. I’m too tired right now to properly judge whether or not I should be saying the things I was saying, because it isn’t like I go out of my way to hurt people’s feelings, but maybe sometimes people’s feelings need to be hurt so they can see they are being assholes. I’ll reread what I wrote tomorrow and some form of it will get posted, because I do have something I want to rant about, and since I have already let the people in question know my thoughts on the matter, it isn’t like I can’t talk about it publicly for fear of anyone finding out how utterly annoyed I am with them.

Yes, it’s been a full of contention and annoyance and me speaking my mind, at least somewhat. I haven’t started yelling yet. Hopefully, I won’t have to do so. I really don’t like yelling at people to be heard.

Anyway, here’s the more timely and less rant-like bit of the post I’ll post now:

I puttered around the house and yard until late afternoon and finally had to take a nap. It was not long enough, so now I am appropriately fatigued and will have no problems getting to sleep at a normal hour tonight and resetting my body clock just in time for the weekend. Yeah!

I am also grumpy. That goes hand-in-hand with being fatigued, but even if I was full of energy, I think I would still be grumpy today. Why? A realization I have been having, and have probably mentioned at least once before, that the people closest to me in my life are more like roadblocks than a support system.

[long, long rant saved for later editing and posting]

I’m probably going to lapse into a nice deep sleep directly after dinner, so I guess I’ll just say goodnight. Tomorrow is another day, and there will be plenty of time for ranting.

Wow, an hour goes by fast when you are hopped up on coffee and trying to get things done! I felt the urge to deal with more stuff in the Box Room, but I am going to force myself to stick to an hour a day (except maybe weekends when laziness and yard work rule). That way I won’t get burnt out on it … hopefully.

Now I need to go find a box cutter. We are bound to have at least one around here or in my truck. I have a bunch of boxes to cut down and bundle up. That’s a good feeling.

I may even post photos later. Not that it doesn’t still look like a nightmare of a room just filled with boxes of junk, because it does, but I am rather pleased with my progress.

But first, more coffee and a box cutter search.

UPDATE: I forgot to hit the post button before toddling off on my next mission(s). Oops. I’ll blame it on the coffee buzz.

So now I spent another hour chopping cardboard boxes into 2 foot by 2 foot squares, bundling them, and putting them out for the recycling truck. I was a little grumpy about the trash trucks coming late today, but in the end, it’s a good thing. Otherwise, I’d have had bundles of cardboard sitting around somewhere until next Thursday. As soon as they come empty the trash bin, I’m going to go stuff today’s bag of garbage into it. I don’t know what to do about all the huge pieces of Styrofoam I need to get rid of. Too much to put in the bin, because we do have actual household trash that needs to go in there for the week too, and recycling doesn’t take it. Maybe I can convince Lin to take it with him to work and toss it in one of the construction dumpsters. I suppose I could pay the surcharge for extra bags of trash next week, but I would really rather not. We pay enough for trash pickup as it is.

Not going to make it to the craft store today. I will be running to the drugstore though. We are out of aspirin, and I desperately need one right now.

Behind the cut … promised photos of the embarrassing mess known as the Box Room and some more babbling.
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Remember after I finished knitting those socks on size 2 needles I said I was never going to knit with that size again and never, ever knit with anything smaller? Never say never. Boss’s Wife had her baby a month early, and I am finding myself with the urge to knit the little thing some tiny little things. That’s going to mean using at least size 1 needles. That also means I have to go to the craft store to buy some.

Yeah … the needle buying never ends. Maybe I should just go ahead and get the size 0 and 00 while I am there. I think those three sizes are the only ones I don’t have. Then, maybe THEN, I won’t ever have to buy any more needles again!

The good news about knitting tiny little things for tiny little babies is the projects are going to finish up fast. I hope. We’ll see how I do with such small needles and stitches.

My sleep schedule is still all sorts of messed up. I did not make it very long yesterday with my plan to stay awake all day and drop from fatigue after dinner. In fact, I didn’t even make it an hour after I said I was going to stay awake all day. I’m not going to say that today, but I am going to try to keep myself with a full cup of coffee and things to do, so maybe I can make it until afternoon and take a short nap. I have to be on a day schedule this weekend. Too many things to do … including a planned date with my husband to go out for ice cream sundaes and coffee. Yippee! A date! Not that he knows about it yet. I’ve learned it works best if I just spring such things on him at last minute.

Now I am off to go do my hour in the Box Room, and then hopefully I will still be wired enough to run to the craft store for tiny needles and tiny yarn. I also want to stop at the drugstore and get some female beautification products. I’ve decided to stop being a hippie this summer. Not forever, mind you. Just for a few months … or as long as I can stand to keep up all the work being a proper American female requires.

Well, the Box Room is calling. Not looking forward to it, but I swore I’d do an hour every day, and dammit, I am going to stick with that!