some stuff
Mar. 2nd, 2020 05:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kindkitI had today off and have managed to do a number of annoying little tasks, such as changing the filter on the Brita water pitcher, renewing the car registration, paying some bills, tidying a bit. Also I scrubbed the kitchen floor, which is not a little task even though it's a little floor. (I want to find whoever decided to put nasty dirt-trapping wax down on the linoleum, drag them back to my apartment, and force them to clean the damn thing.) When I say "scrub" I mean literally down on my knees, scrubbing. The floor is now cleaner than it has been in . . . a while.
I've been working on some general decluttering. My living space got pretty bad during the long period when I couldn't really see, and then once I could see again, it took me a while to have the energy to tackle it. But now that my general health is better, I'm managing to do some things. I went through my clothes and weeded out all the things that (a) were completely unwearable because tattered, torn, or irreparably stained, or (b) were decent clothes that I would never wear again, because they were no longer the right size or, in a few cases, were women's clothes that I'd hung onto. The former went into the trash (guilt, oh the guilt! but I don't know what else I could have done), the latter to the laundromat. They are now neatly bagged in the trunk of my car, waiting to be taken to the thrift store. I still have an old suit and coat that need to be dry cleaned first, but I'm almost completely done! And I can now see the floor of my closet, which is nice. It feels a little scary, though. My instincts still scream at me that it is DANGEROUS to get rid of things, because I might need them! (*whispers to my instincts that we are making something approaching a living wage now, and do not need to keep ragged clothes*)
I have also started Preparing for the Coronovirus Epidemic. I don't know whether it's sensible precaution or giving in to panic, but I'm laying in a two-week supply of extra food (not hard, as I tend to be a food hoarder anyway). Dunno if I can do the same with meds, but it wouldn't be deadly or catastrophic even if I had to do without my meds for a couple of weeks. It wouldn't be great, but I wouldn't die or be hospitalized.
Still have not gone to any of the game night things, even though there are two of them a week. Social anxiety, why?????? (*whispers to my anxiety that it is a goddamn MeetUp group and its specific purpose is to help people meet each other; I will not be intruding on an established group of best buds* *"But how do you know?" my anxiety whispers back*)
Apart from that, my life is mostly work, the Rusty Quill Gaming podcast, and awaiting the return of The Magnus Archives next month. A whirlwind of excitement, that's me.
ETA: And I just had to edit a fuckton of accounts for automatic payments, because I got a new debit card with a new expiration date. Good times! Don't you wish you had my life?
I've been working on some general decluttering. My living space got pretty bad during the long period when I couldn't really see, and then once I could see again, it took me a while to have the energy to tackle it. But now that my general health is better, I'm managing to do some things. I went through my clothes and weeded out all the things that (a) were completely unwearable because tattered, torn, or irreparably stained, or (b) were decent clothes that I would never wear again, because they were no longer the right size or, in a few cases, were women's clothes that I'd hung onto. The former went into the trash (guilt, oh the guilt! but I don't know what else I could have done), the latter to the laundromat. They are now neatly bagged in the trunk of my car, waiting to be taken to the thrift store. I still have an old suit and coat that need to be dry cleaned first, but I'm almost completely done! And I can now see the floor of my closet, which is nice. It feels a little scary, though. My instincts still scream at me that it is DANGEROUS to get rid of things, because I might need them! (*whispers to my instincts that we are making something approaching a living wage now, and do not need to keep ragged clothes*)
I have also started Preparing for the Coronovirus Epidemic. I don't know whether it's sensible precaution or giving in to panic, but I'm laying in a two-week supply of extra food (not hard, as I tend to be a food hoarder anyway). Dunno if I can do the same with meds, but it wouldn't be deadly or catastrophic even if I had to do without my meds for a couple of weeks. It wouldn't be great, but I wouldn't die or be hospitalized.
Still have not gone to any of the game night things, even though there are two of them a week. Social anxiety, why?????? (*whispers to my anxiety that it is a goddamn MeetUp group and its specific purpose is to help people meet each other; I will not be intruding on an established group of best buds* *"But how do you know?" my anxiety whispers back*)
Apart from that, my life is mostly work, the Rusty Quill Gaming podcast, and awaiting the return of The Magnus Archives next month. A whirlwind of excitement, that's me.
ETA: And I just had to edit a fuckton of accounts for automatic payments, because I got a new debit card with a new expiration date. Good times! Don't you wish you had my life?
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Date: 2020-03-03 04:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-03-03 04:59 am (UTC)I know some cities in the US have recycling programs for clothes (presumably only natural fibers), but my little town doesn't. And I don't know anyone who does fiber arts.
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Date: 2020-03-04 05:53 am (UTC)(God, that carpeted kitchen. Orange and brown hexagon pattern. A nightmare.)
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Date: 2020-03-04 08:24 am (UTC)If you treat it as a rolling buffer (use up the oldest stuff and restock as you go), I personally think it's worthwhile anyway -- mine's been valuable with everything from ordinary flu to being snowed in. Not that I've ever needed the full two weeks, but the times when I need it tend to be the times when I notice that I've run it down significantly anyway.
For me there are the additional factors that I don't drive, I get fatigued easily, and supermarkets are instant sensory overload for me, so shopping is more demanding at the best of times and that means the buffer is required more often. But I still think it's a generally useful idea.