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tsukinofaerii) wrote2011-01-19 11:27 am
tsukinofaerii) wrote2011-01-19 11:27 am
Where I've Been
Remaining cousin (Louise) will Remain until February.
(sighs and clutches internet)
I'm terribly, inexcusably behind on everything except work (which has much priority), and I keep putting them off. This includes actually participating in... erm. Anything. :( I still love you guys! Really! I have Things to Say and Do, but am just too altogether BLARGH to say or do them. I'm tired, cranky and I want this month to be over with and to have my house back. I will possibly have jury duty this coming Monday, but I have been ordered to weasel out of it if I can, as it is Very Bad Timing.
Kitteh and Doggeh integration has not gone so well. When the doggeh behaves, the kittehs attack him with all pointy ends flying. When the kittehs behave, the doggeh goes all RRRRRGRLOWSNARLRUFFRUFF. I haven't been pushing hard, but I've already laid down a law that if we can't get canine-feline relations back to a neutral state by February, the problem dog is going home with Louise.
I've taken up knitting in Papa's room when I have free time and he's awake. It doesn't happen much. Usually he's asleep by the time I get to sit down for the evening. :\ But he seems to appreciate the company, and knitting is progressing nicely as a result. It's nice and quiet, since Papa is watching his shows and no one really comes into his room casually. Writing has suffered from family interaction, though. It's terribly off-putting when someone literally pops up over your shoulder and goes, "EWWWW CRYSTAL'S WRITING POOOOOOORN" even when it's not porn at all. Or the constant demands that keep me on my feet. Grumpgrumpgrrrr. (Okay, maybe the cats are taking a cue from me. I should just drag Doggeh in to sleep with me and force the issue for a few days.)
Also considering putting up "WAKE ME AND DIE" notices, or threatening to rent a motel room. I'm really, really tired of being woken up waaaay early on a weekend because one of the dogs needs to be called inside, or there was a spill of birdseed or (my favorite) asking when I'll be getting up to do ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXY&Z things. I arrange breakfast so I don't have to get up for a reason, damn it. And after the initial wake-up call, the best I can do is doze, which results in my "sleeping in" until noon and then getting lambasted for laziness. IDK how long I'll be able to keep going on 5- hours a night without weekends to sleep on. :\ I can't blame it all on Louise, obviously, but there's nothing I can do about Mary, whereas at least Louise is a temporary issue. (Also, she did most of her own dishes from the fish fry last night, which I appreciate.)
TL;DR, stressed Faerii is very stressed, and needs some peace and quiet, or unreasonable overreactions will likely continue. (Ask anyone who has heard me complaining about the Kudos system for details.) I did treat myself to a couple of pretty bras and bath stuff, which has helped a bit. Cannot really afford it, but IDEFC right now.
In good news, my mother tells me that my great-grandchildren do well. Two of them have the sniffles, but a vet has been seen and antibiotics are being administered. One of them is just like their grandmother Zena, and has already made multiple forays outside the Box to explore the vast world of the master bedroom, including once to track down her mother because she was hungry and Mama just wasn't there fast enough. I also saw Green Hornet, which was amusing and fun, but not very heavy. Worth a view, IMO.
(sighs and clutches internet)
I'm terribly, inexcusably behind on everything except work (which has much priority), and I keep putting them off. This includes actually participating in... erm. Anything. :( I still love you guys! Really! I have Things to Say and Do, but am just too altogether BLARGH to say or do them. I'm tired, cranky and I want this month to be over with and to have my house back. I will possibly have jury duty this coming Monday, but I have been ordered to weasel out of it if I can, as it is Very Bad Timing.
Kitteh and Doggeh integration has not gone so well. When the doggeh behaves, the kittehs attack him with all pointy ends flying. When the kittehs behave, the doggeh goes all RRRRRGRLOWSNARLRUFFRUFF. I haven't been pushing hard, but I've already laid down a law that if we can't get canine-feline relations back to a neutral state by February, the problem dog is going home with Louise.
I've taken up knitting in Papa's room when I have free time and he's awake. It doesn't happen much. Usually he's asleep by the time I get to sit down for the evening. :\ But he seems to appreciate the company, and knitting is progressing nicely as a result. It's nice and quiet, since Papa is watching his shows and no one really comes into his room casually. Writing has suffered from family interaction, though. It's terribly off-putting when someone literally pops up over your shoulder and goes, "EWWWW CRYSTAL'S WRITING POOOOOOORN" even when it's not porn at all. Or the constant demands that keep me on my feet. Grumpgrumpgrrrr. (Okay, maybe the cats are taking a cue from me. I should just drag Doggeh in to sleep with me and force the issue for a few days.)
Also considering putting up "WAKE ME AND DIE" notices, or threatening to rent a motel room. I'm really, really tired of being woken up waaaay early on a weekend because one of the dogs needs to be called inside, or there was a spill of birdseed or (my favorite) asking when I'll be getting up to do ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXY&Z things. I arrange breakfast so I don't have to get up for a reason, damn it. And after the initial wake-up call, the best I can do is doze, which results in my "sleeping in" until noon and then getting lambasted for laziness. IDK how long I'll be able to keep going on 5- hours a night without weekends to sleep on. :\ I can't blame it all on Louise, obviously, but there's nothing I can do about Mary, whereas at least Louise is a temporary issue. (Also, she did most of her own dishes from the fish fry last night, which I appreciate.)
TL;DR, stressed Faerii is very stressed, and needs some peace and quiet, or unreasonable overreactions will likely continue. (Ask anyone who has heard me complaining about the Kudos system for details.) I did treat myself to a couple of pretty bras and bath stuff, which has helped a bit. Cannot really afford it, but IDEFC right now.
In good news, my mother tells me that my great-grandchildren do well. Two of them have the sniffles, but a vet has been seen and antibiotics are being administered. One of them is just like their grandmother Zena, and has already made multiple forays outside the Box to explore the vast world of the master bedroom, including once to track down her mother because she was hungry and Mama just wasn't there fast enough. I also saw Green Hornet, which was amusing and fun, but not very heavy. Worth a view, IMO.
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But we forgive Tony
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Also, Tony's Drunken Fratboy Escapades had class, and at least he took responsibility for himself. Britt... not so much.
Okay, my annoyance by him may be a little tinged with hatred. But just a little.
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Not sure if having flight atendents/stippers is classy though ^__^
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On a scale of fratboy shenanigans, it is very classy. Especially compared to taking a girl home to make out in your father's classic car collection followed by sex on the fold out couch.