Been up since 2:30.
This'll make for a rough Tuesday.
Supposed to snow pretty much all day today.
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25 November 2008
07 July 2008
1 down, 55 to go
Next 3-day weekend is Labor Day, and if I'm not mistaken there are 8 6-day work weeks between now and then. Day one of six of week one of eight is done.
My weekend was great. I had joked that I intended to spend three days in a lawnchair with a drink in my hand, and that's pretty much what I did, though I did also give the garden a serious going-over (my never-ending fight with chickweed), pulled weeds out of the flowerbeds, sorted another three bags of discards out of my closet and th'Mr & I both played with the newest toy: a pressure washer. This morning he sent me a pic of the newly delivered siding (picture-phones are so cool), this afternoon he picked up scaffolding, and tomorrow his buddy JE comes in for a week to help re-side the house.
Trying to decide if I need to make a grocery store run tonight. I'm pretty comfortable, on the floor with my feet up on the couch...
My weekend was great. I had joked that I intended to spend three days in a lawnchair with a drink in my hand, and that's pretty much what I did, though I did also give the garden a serious going-over (my never-ending fight with chickweed), pulled weeds out of the flowerbeds, sorted another three bags of discards out of my closet and th'Mr & I both played with the newest toy: a pressure washer. This morning he sent me a pic of the newly delivered siding (picture-phones are so cool), this afternoon he picked up scaffolding, and tomorrow his buddy JE comes in for a week to help re-side the house.
Trying to decide if I need to make a grocery store run tonight. I'm pretty comfortable, on the floor with my feet up on the couch...
09 June 2008
brief everything update
We spent early May painting and reflooring half the house and now we're "destashing," to borrow a word from fiberholics. Both of us have tossed our closets a couple of times, weeding out more and more of the unused space-takers, and will continue to do so till there are open spaces everywhere. I have shredded and composted years worth of unnecessary paper. We have freecycled and goodwilled and passed on to family members furniture, furnishings, and books. Everyone's breathing easier, the house is easier to clean, things are easier to find and we're having more fun and more time to have fun in.
The garden looks good. This year it's closer to the house and already I can tell the weeds and rocks we made war on last year (organically: picking by hand) are not as persistent this year. The perennials all seem to have survived (maybe not the torch lilies), even the tiny yellow rose bush. We've cut back roses and apple trees. The yard looks better than it has in years.
The hummingbirds came in early May, and judging by early numbers it looks like we'll have more than ever.
Th'Mr is getting his health back and is back to work, with two separate projects going, and I'm looking into getting an advanced degree when my own work schedule calms down some. I love what I do, but some days I can really tell I'm not a kid anymore. The degree I'm looking into will get me out of the "bull work" of the trade and into the fine tuning: away from the mechanics of the operation and into the (climate controlled) control rooms. It's all good.
The garden looks good. This year it's closer to the house and already I can tell the weeds and rocks we made war on last year (organically: picking by hand) are not as persistent this year. The perennials all seem to have survived (maybe not the torch lilies), even the tiny yellow rose bush. We've cut back roses and apple trees. The yard looks better than it has in years.
The hummingbirds came in early May, and judging by early numbers it looks like we'll have more than ever.
Th'Mr is getting his health back and is back to work, with two separate projects going, and I'm looking into getting an advanced degree when my own work schedule calms down some. I love what I do, but some days I can really tell I'm not a kid anymore. The degree I'm looking into will get me out of the "bull work" of the trade and into the fine tuning: away from the mechanics of the operation and into the (climate controlled) control rooms. It's all good.
19 March 2008
13 March 2008
Scrubbers
All that's been built since I hired in, last June.
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Quitting time
That yellow thing's our new crane, still being put together. Can't get the whole thing in one picture. It has 170 tons of counterweight. Wow.
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27 January 2008
short short weekend, long long week
Following one more Monday in January I didn't go to work (Dr. Martin Luther King's birthday), I returned Tuesday (after work) to the apartment to find icicles hanging out of the kitchen and bathroom faucets, a solid block of ice in the commode, and the shower hose broken off and lying in the shower stall.
Sigh.
This was not how I'd planned my Tuesday evening. I thought I'd grab a quick shower, then head to the KCYC for a little knitting companionship. Instead I'm off to the hardware store for a shower and a pair of channelocks (since my eleventeen pair are either at work or at home). By the time I got back to the apartment all was thawed and nothing broken, so I guess I got off easy.
Wednesday and Thursday must have been uneventful, as I don't remember them. Thursday night the temp dropped to 8 or lower, and Friday morning I let Astro-the-van warm up longer than normal. Then I drove to work. Arrived totally shivering, the van's heater was blowing only cold air. Thank the gods they keep the break room heater cranked up to eighty, and the 4/10ths mile walk in from the parking lot tends to warm me up too.
Friday evening I carried out tools for any eventuality and took US60 instead of the faster (but more dangerous) interstate, but Astro took me to the apartment without incident. One unexpected bonus came of driving the "back" road: I noticed a trusted chain auto parts store had a new sign up, proclaiming "now open 24 hours." I took down the phone number. No matter where I break down, I'll be able to call that number and find out what store is nearby. Smart, huh?
Saturday morning instead of letting the van warm up (not gonna happen with cold air blowing, anyway, right?) I cranked her up and put her in gear and drove right to work. If I'm going to blow a radiator hose apparently (judging by Friday's performance) it isn't going to happen in under an hour.
A lunchbox with all those tools AND lunch in it is heavy at 6:30AM.
Saturday afternoon --we only work eight hours on Saturdays-- I finally got a clue and checked the radiator for water. And added two and a half gallons. I'm so ashamed. But I am now home, 100 miles from work.
Still blowing cold air. Th'neighbor said he will replace the thermostat today.
Today's my birthday. Forty seven. I woke up at 6:30 (two hours after the alarm goes off during the week) and first thing drew a hot bath, lay in it reading for an hour. My apartment is adequate, but I do wish I had a tub there instead of just a shower stall.
Tomorrow I go back to work.
Sigh.
This was not how I'd planned my Tuesday evening. I thought I'd grab a quick shower, then head to the KCYC for a little knitting companionship. Instead I'm off to the hardware store for a shower and a pair of channelocks (since my eleventeen pair are either at work or at home). By the time I got back to the apartment all was thawed and nothing broken, so I guess I got off easy.
Wednesday and Thursday must have been uneventful, as I don't remember them. Thursday night the temp dropped to 8 or lower, and Friday morning I let Astro-the-van warm up longer than normal. Then I drove to work. Arrived totally shivering, the van's heater was blowing only cold air. Thank the gods they keep the break room heater cranked up to eighty, and the 4/10ths mile walk in from the parking lot tends to warm me up too.
Friday evening I carried out tools for any eventuality and took US60 instead of the faster (but more dangerous) interstate, but Astro took me to the apartment without incident. One unexpected bonus came of driving the "back" road: I noticed a trusted chain auto parts store had a new sign up, proclaiming "now open 24 hours." I took down the phone number. No matter where I break down, I'll be able to call that number and find out what store is nearby. Smart, huh?
Saturday morning instead of letting the van warm up (not gonna happen with cold air blowing, anyway, right?) I cranked her up and put her in gear and drove right to work. If I'm going to blow a radiator hose apparently (judging by Friday's performance) it isn't going to happen in under an hour.
A lunchbox with all those tools AND lunch in it is heavy at 6:30AM.
Saturday afternoon --we only work eight hours on Saturdays-- I finally got a clue and checked the radiator for water. And added two and a half gallons. I'm so ashamed. But I am now home, 100 miles from work.
Still blowing cold air. Th'neighbor said he will replace the thermostat today.
Today's my birthday. Forty seven. I woke up at 6:30 (two hours after the alarm goes off during the week) and first thing drew a hot bath, lay in it reading for an hour. My apartment is adequate, but I do wish I had a tub there instead of just a shower stall.
Tomorrow I go back to work.
17 January 2008
at the library tonight
First time I've been here in a while, since before Christmas. Tomorrow after work I head home for another three-day weekend. Tomorrow is an overtime day (time and a half all day), and Monday is not an official holiday, but my own personal policy is I don't work on Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.'s birthday. I also don't work on Labor Day, my birthday, my husband's birthday, or our anniversary. The rest I'll work if they'll pay overtime for them :)
Had two nice knit nights this week: Tuesday and Wednesday at KCYC. I'm within ten rows of finishing the back of Aranmor. I'll work both sleeves at once (thanks, Steve, for the suggestion). That's really all I have to say. Just wanted to check in after not blogging for a few days.
Had two nice knit nights this week: Tuesday and Wednesday at KCYC. I'm within ten rows of finishing the back of Aranmor. I'll work both sleeves at once (thanks, Steve, for the suggestion). That's really all I have to say. Just wanted to check in after not blogging for a few days.
26 October 2007
sleepless
I worked Wednesday and Thursday (we're scheduled four ten-hour days, M-Th). I'm having a really hard time staying asleep at night. Even with a sleeping pill Wednesday night I slept only from eight to midnight, then dozed till four-thirty, when I got up. I think I'd gotten a total of seventeen hours' sleep in four nights, then last night I tried a "toddy," Jack Daniels heated, with honey and lemon, and sure enough that put me to sleep, but when I woke up the dryer was still going, and it only runs a hundred minutes.
Today we're going to Muncie.
I'd write more, but it looks like I need to get ready now.
Today we're going to Muncie.
I'd write more, but it looks like I need to get ready now.
05 January 2007
driving in rain and knitting with movies
Last night while watching a couple of Billy Bob Thornton movies (Bad Santa and Monster's Ball) --I swear, that man's Meryl Streep's male counterpart; between the two of them they could play any part at all-- I worked the blue'n'white toboggan way up into the decreases, then decided I didn't like it and frogged back to the beginning. Of the decreases. Not the actual beginning.
Although we got a late start this morning, we did get up to C&S' place & gathered my stuff, to the jobsite & collected my tools, and to the Hall at Huntington for my January re-sign. I think if I phone next Thursday or Friday and say I'm willing to work a 40-hour call I'll be at Gavin Monday.
Bob drove for the first time since surgery tonight; an hour from home I was having trouble staying awake and he took the wheel for the rest of the trip home.
Although we got a late start this morning, we did get up to C&S' place & gathered my stuff, to the jobsite & collected my tools, and to the Hall at Huntington for my January re-sign. I think if I phone next Thursday or Friday and say I'm willing to work a 40-hour call I'll be at Gavin Monday.
Bob drove for the first time since surgery tonight; an hour from home I was having trouble staying awake and he took the wheel for the rest of the trip home.
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