Spinning, Weaving and Psychology

and about 10% unpacked. I owe a debt of gratitude to violet_amy ,lissa510 , andgreenness . Without the three of you I wouldn't be moved or unpacked. Thank you so much. Dr. Schrodinger is still hiding under the bed but hopefully tomorrow when it's just me puttering around the apartment he'll feel more like investigating his new digs. Now if only I could find my clean sheets?!?!

More moving happened today thanks tolissa510 . We put together one of the wire shelving units that will live in the bedroom closet and started to put together the second one. While I let Lissa play with the hammer for a while I did what holiday decorating I could. I put the linen hand towels that have Christmas sheep on them in the bathroom and I hung the giant mitten I knit a number of years ago on the glass door. If manage to dig them out tomorrow, I will also hang some lights around the glass door. If I get a tree it will be a small potted one. I can hang all my sheep ornaments that I have collected over the years on it. I just hope Dr. Schrodinger doesn't try to eat the tree. If he does then the ornaments come off and the little tree will live outside on the patio.


*Sigh* There is still more packing to be done. I'll be spending tomorrow doing what I can. There are still things that I want to move myself so I'll be doing at least one trip between the house and the apartment. My dishes are covered with a film of dust from the renovation or were wrapped in newspaper so they all need to be washed. I've spent time over the past few days washing some by hand (because I have the worlds smallest dishwasher) or running those that will fit into the dishwasher, thru it. However I have a lot of dishes. So more must be done tomorrow. Have I mentioned that I really want the move to be done? Have I mentioned that I really wish there was a "putting away" fairy that would visit me sometime after Monday?


On a lighter note I met the sister of one of my neighbors today. She was tring to use a code to get into the building but it wasn't working. She said her sister lived in the building and asked if I knew how to get in. I haven't tried my code yet because I haven't wanted or needed to go up the stairs. Lissa and I had been toteing stuff into the apartment so I just asked the young lady if she'd like to use my place as a way in. I didn't thing she was a robber or perv. I didn't think this because she had the cutest little pug with her named Princess, and she had a short sleeve shirt on. Who wears just a short sleeve shirt in the winter time if they are going to rob a place?

The cold is getting to me today. I've taken all the meds I can, I still hurt, but the packing must go on. I've gotten the rest of the books in my work room done now it's time to dismantle the shelves they were on. The shelves will be re-purposed in my bedroom closet (it's huge!) for clothes because I don't have a dresser. If these shelves work then I won't need to get one either. If I can get the art supplies dealt with some time today that will pretty much take care of the work room. I've decided to let the movers take the floor loom. Its just to heavy for me to take apart let alone try to move. So I'll secure all the bits that move and cross my fingers. Tonight wingblaze is going to put together the cart I got at Ikea. Again, something that is just to heavy for me to deal with on my own. The fact that I can't do this stuff for myself really pisses me off. I know I need help and am perfectly willing to accept help but it's the whole idea of I can't thats getting to me. I hate limits. In the grand scheme of things I suppose it's better to be pissed about it than depressed.


If anyone has some free time they could share with me this weekend I'd love the help. I've got alot of small/light yet awkward things that I have to move and I'd greatly appriciate the help.

Just 3 more days until movers come. Today was productive but not in the way I had planned. I started at Home Depot. A fire extinguisher and a wireless door bell among other things have been acquired. Why a door bell? I have a door bell but you have to go up the front steps of my building to get to it. I have a patio/sliding glass door that's on ground level right next to said stairs. Since I don't like to climb stairs why should I make my friends climb stairs. A bell is far less jarring than bagging on the door and I'm more likely to hear a bell if I'm asleep in the bedroom. It was also remarkably cheep. Then the day continued with a trip to Ikea. Bedside tables and another rug for the bathroom among other things were acquired. One car load of dishes/kitchen items were brought to the new place and I did a run to Acme. I forgot a couple of things so I ran back into Acme only to realize when I got back to the apartment that I had still forgotten to get some stuff. *sigh* That's when the stamina went by-by for the day. By the time I got back to the house I had a awful sinus headache. I cured it with a Benadryl, my heating pad under my head and napping with the good Dr. Tomorrow I'll start my day with trying to finish packing up my work room and then continue with moving the fragile items. Not sure how far I'll get but any progress is good.

As wingblaze has informed most of you, the kitchen is finally done. He's posted pictures, go look. Tonight we went thru the dishes, pot, pans and other assorted stuff to separate what stays and what goes. In other packing news my desk top is now clean and the two boxes of stuff left over from yesterday have been sorted thru and most of it thrown away. I really had to wonder "what the hell was I thinking?" when I was saving some of this stuff. DId I really need to save preliminary sketches from art classes that happened more than 20 years ago? When I'm settled, and have more time, I'll go thru my old work and purge some more. Tomorrow will be a moving day. I only have so much room to work with so I'm going to take all the kitchen stuff over and unpack it. I know I'll be exhausted by the time I'm finished with washing and getting it all put away. The new med is helping with about 90% of the pain but my level of stamina has gone thru the floor. If your taking bets on just how long its going to take for me to get settled in, my money is on right about the time I need to decide if I'm going to stay in this apartment for the long term or going move again.

Today was full of accomplishments and delays. The accomplishments are as follows: 90% of my books are now boxed and my closet has been cleaned out thanks to help from Sharyn of Lee's Moving Company, the countertops were finally delivered and the larger of the two tops has been installed. The delays are as follows: From just the small amount that I actually packed today my body is kills me, our temporary sivk has been removed and the new one still has to be purchased, the walls were gouged by the countertop install so wingblaze needs to repaint several sections of wall.

I still have a lot of packing left to do but since its going to rain cats, dogs and small rodents tomorrow I plan to work on sorting out my desk and getting the rest of the books packed.

Today begins my migration into single living. I pick up my keys and find a place for all the stuff that's been living in my car for the last two weeks. I promise not to pick up the really really heavy Ikea box. I will open it and make many trips to get everything into the apartment. Dr. Schrodinger will be coming with me but I won't be moving him until next week, after the movers are done. greenness came over yesterday to give me a much needed kick in the butt help with packing. We managed to get a lot packed but the more I packed the more I began to worry that I won't be able to fit all my stuff into my new place. There is still more to do. lissa510 will be coming over tonight to kick me in the butt help me. Tonight we tackle my closet! Right now I think I'm going to go back to bed for a little while and hide under the covers while I can.

I went to Bhakail Yule yesterday and had a lovely time schmoozing with folks. I left a little earlier than I had intended because of the snow. I hate driving in snow, worse I hate driving in snow in the dark, even worse I hate driving in snow in the dark while dealing with side effects from a new med the Dr prescribed this past week. I won an item that I bid in the silent auction, a recorder put in by woodwindy . Very excite by this and thank you to greenness who took care of getting for me since I had already left. I know how to read music but I haven't in many years. I just hope it comes back to me easily. I might even get my flute out and start practicing again but I think I'll get to know my new neighbors first to make sure there aren't any day sleepers I might torture. I wasn't always as good at playing pianissimo as I was forte.

Thank you all my friends who are helping me out of my own little box of sadness right now. I couldn't get out without you!

I have been pain free in my neck and both shoulders AND not on any pain meds. It could be because my stress levels have been a lot lower in the past week, because of the work both the massage therapist and chiropractor did on me last Thursday, or the fact that two weeks ago I started to take steroids that the Dr prescribed, or the fact that I'm sleeping on a new firmer mattress, or some combination of all of the above. Don't get to excited for me. I'm still having some major issues with side effects of the daily slew of pills I have no choice but to take every day. This is just the first day of what I hope will turn into a remission.

The stress has been getting to me. Thursdays suck because it's the day of the week I have to take the (insert bad word here) chemo pills.  Today however I had an appointment with my massage therapist and chiropractor.  OMG, I can turn my head and take deeper breaths without wanting scream from the pain.  I also got my hair cut.  It was looking ragged.  Even low dose chemo takes its toll on a persons hair.  It's a bit shorter than I wanted but not as short as I've ever cut my hair.  That would be the time when half my head was a buzz cut back in the 80's.  I wonder if my sister still has pictures of me from back then?

Now it is nap time with the cats.

Alltje drinking paid off.  My nurse got the I.V. in on the first try.

I have an infusion on Thursday and my complete meltdown into extreme pain (and other unpleasantness) only happened today.  At least I'm making progress.  Fingers crossed this infusion next  will see me thru the whole month.  I have a new sippy bottle that has a measure on the side, full is 24oz.  My goal is drink as much as I can with a minimum of 5 bottle's full.  The point being that if I'm super hydrated on Thursday they, hopefully, will only have to stick me once to get the I.V. in. 

The old sink is back in place and the water is turned on to kitchen!  The last big thing will be the install of the counter tops and the new sink.  After that there's just details (which wingblazeand I will be doing) like the finish work on the moldings (lots of nail heads to cover), getting fabric/ making new curtains for the windows, and deciding where every thing is going to go in the vast expanse of new cabinet space.  We already know where the silverware will go because the new drawer for it has a spacer in place, Weeeeeeee!  We've never had drawers in this kitchen before. At some point I want to weave a rug to place in front of the sink.  I've got the right color green cotton for the warp but I have to find the right weft. All in good time.

Today I have that joy.  By the end of the day I will have an ice maker in the fridge, a quiet dish washer, an electric stove that (hopfully) will have accurate oven temp.  The only thing I'm not looking forward to is the first time something explodes in the microwave.  It's mounted above the stove so I'm gonna need a step ladder to clean it.  Oh well, if that's the only thing hard about the new kitchen then I'm O.K. with it!  Dr. Schrodinger has discovered the new bay window and it meets with his approval.  We were thinking of putting the same counter top surface on the window ledge but our contractor said he wouldn't because it would be to slippery for the cats.  Now that's a contractor who's thinking about his clients needs!

When having a conversation with friends, especially when we're talking about things fiber related, being called evil is
 one of the biggest compliments that can be bestowed upon me.  It happened today.  If I were a kitten I'd be purring.

As usual I went back to sleep after wingblazewas off to work and I took my morning dose of poison.  I don't remember the dream.  All I remember is waking up yelling "No! No! don't do it!"  What woke me up was the fact that I was yelling but I still had my CPAP on.  It hurt my sinus's to do that.  The cat were freaked out.  I can only imagine what the contractor (if he heard me) thought.

So the dream goes something like this:  wingblazeand I are staying at my sisters house which looks more like it did when I was growing up there.  We are put into my sisters room (which is on the first floor of the house but in reality is now my nephews room).  My sisters bed is front of floor to ceiling windows (which were replaced with a bay window when I was about 16) but my sister told us to rearrange the furniture because people were reaching into the windows to try to stab her (I sometimes have the need to do the same thing to her when I'm awake) so we rearrange the furniture but as we're looking out the window we see two of the guys trying to kill my sister on a pay phone across the streert (there is no pay phone anywhere on that street).  I grabed the knife from under my pillow (Yes there have been times I slept with a knife under my pillow but that was when my sisters ex-husband lived with us) and ran out side.  I did a fair bit of stabby stabby.


My analsis of the dream is that there's a whole lot of choas in my life right now.  Don't really feel like my home is my home with all the upheaval.  My studio does need to be reorganized but that will have to wait until after the kitchen is done.  Still trying to work out what all the stabby stabby is about.  My sister hasn't called to aggravate me in weeks.  To be honest there hasn't been anyone who has caused me the kind of aggravation it takes to make me want to go stabby stabby.

The food at Alystens was wonderful.  The port that Merrick brought was extra wonderful as was the raspberry merlow.  I got a bout 50 stitches done on what I'm calling my five years sweater.  Its a hoody with many cables. I love to knit on it but I need some brain cells to keep track of the cable pattern.  Those are few and far between hense the name.  wingblaze was actually home before me last night.  Scared the life out of me when I turned on the bed room light to find him alseep.  I've been taking it easy today because I of paint fumes giving me a headache.  The kitchen looks great so far.

So far any paint that wingblazehas used did not make me hack up a lung.  In prep for the rain this weekend my contractor has put sheet rocking on hold to construct the roof that needs to go over the bay window (no leaks, Yay!).  The plan for tomorrow (at least what I know of it) will be to put the new back doors in place.  wingblazewill be using the power painter sometime this weekend and on Monday cabinets (at least some of the upper ones) should be installed.

EDIT:  I have seen no butt crack on the contractors!  wingblazeand I haven't had any fights over what we want.  When we have had to go some where to look and make a decision it has taken us all of about 10 minutes tops to come to an agreement.

My Bay Window is being installed as I type this and our cabinets have been delivered.  The cat have been ver good about not heppin.