‘Morning, children. Our plumbing woes have deepened. The guy flushed everything out and discovered we have a cracked pipe going to the dry well. So that when the dishwasher runs or both sinks (bathroom and kitchen) run water bubbles out of the ground. Considering it can get to 30 below and occasionally worse here, that’s not good. We also can’t dig up the whole line when the ground is frozen.
So we’re having the plumber come by and do a temporary bypass the so the gray water goes into the septic tank instead of the dry well and the leach field. am I speaking Greek? I’m married to someone who’s effectively a contractor. He knows plumbing, electricity and most of all carpentry, which means nothing gets done because he can do it all so we hate paying for someone to come in and do it.
But I digress.
So the debts keep mounting. I’m catching up on all the dishes and we’re going to push paper for the winter, since the septic tank, though emptied a couple of days … oh, hell, you don’t want more plumbing details.
I’ll tell you what I did yesterday. Went to my therapist, did some shopping, came back and went over to Sally’s to sew. I finished the iPod/iphone bags except for the closure (did the straps and flaps), did the trim on the purse I made for my mother a previous year, and then did something I’d been planning for three years. (And then I just went into details about my present for Mini-me, including a photo, before I remembered she reads here. So I saved it for later. If I knew how to do a spoiler thingie where you can mouse over to see what’s hidden I woulda done that, but I have trouble even uploading videos. Anyway, I’ll get everything wrapped and off for them, clear off the dining room table and get the stuff moved down to the basement.
Uh oh. the dishwasher is moaning.
Anyway, masses of work ahead of me. My older child, Kaim, is coming home on Sunday night, and I’ve got to slog out her bedroom, which of course has become a store room. I’m not allowed to talk about her on the blog, and she’s very very internet savvy (she understands Anonymous and Foursquare – I think that’s their name) and all that stuff. She’s in school learning to design video games, so she could find anything I put on line, so I need to tread carefully. Plus, of course all her friends are totally internet savvy, so if she missed something someone else could find it.
So busy busy busy, and Alex may come over later. But what the hell. I’m just going to enjoy myself. Clean, wrap presents, bake, play Christmas music loud …
Or maybe I’m setting myself up for frustration — maybe my plans are too scattered and ADD. Maybe I ought to narrow it down, but there’s just so much to do.
I guess the most important, as always, is to keep decluttering and straightening the living space. I could bring in a card table for wrapping and do that sort of thing after dark. For some reason I tend to shut down after dark, and dark comes early nowadays. But I can wrap at night.
So maybe I’ll focus a little more. Otherwise it looks as if I’ve accomplished nothing.
OK, neaten living/dining room first. Then kitchen. then sewing if I can.
I’ll work on Kaim’s room tomorrow, when Richie can help move the heavy stuff.
But I’m up for all this stuff. I’m excited and feeling Christmas-y.
You know what — I’ve been eating sloppily. I think, along with everything else, I’m going to push veggies today. Have a big salad for lunch, not nibble. And while we’re having fresh salmon for dinner, I’ll make something interesting for veggies and be sure to eat them first. Aha!
I have a plan. Maybe I need to work on a plan every day. I’m not really ADD, but I think it’s a bit of an ADD kind of season.