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Aug. 2nd, 2003 09:43 pmCollapse.
It's a combination of a) exhaustion, b) overheating (me), and c) frustration and rage.
The living room itself is done, with the exception of a thorough vacuuming. Yes, you guessed it, the f$cking Electrolux is plugged. This is the third time TODAY, since I completely dismantled it and cleaned it from top to bottom. And I'm too f$cking tired to disassemble the f$cking vacuum and f$cking unplug it AGAIN.
Fallback position A is to attempt to borrow my neighbor's vacuum and do a full sweep of the place.
Fallback position B is a similar attempt, this one targeted on my Da.
Fallback position C is to warn Taryn to wear socks and say to hell with it... a compromise that feeds the rage.
But as I said, the living room is -done-. Looks darn good, too, and all of my dolls are on display (finally). Laundry's getting to the point where I'm continuing to run loads, and as they come out of the dryer they get shuttled back to Megan. She collapsed about an hour ago, but has still been folding the stuff I'm carting back to her. The mound of clean laundry behind me is dwinding... an armful gets added to each dryer load. So by mid-day tomorrow, the wasteland behind me will be clean again.
*sigh* And the DSL's wonking out now too. Great. Maybe it'll stabilize long enough for me to get this out. I'm so tired I'm sorta listing off to one side. Ten solid hours of cleaning is... quite likely way more than I should push. *blinks* F$ck. The living room is -not- done... I've not excavated the blue sofa yet. *exhale* Gonna have to wait for a bit. I need to sit, and let my body cycle down a bit.
*looks up at the DSL modem and sighs again* So much for that. Time to swap lines again... There. Hopefully Mindspring will cooperate tonight. ANyway, I... feel the need to crush, dismember, and destroy. D2.
Ciao.
It's a combination of a) exhaustion, b) overheating (me), and c) frustration and rage.
The living room itself is done, with the exception of a thorough vacuuming. Yes, you guessed it, the f$cking Electrolux is plugged. This is the third time TODAY, since I completely dismantled it and cleaned it from top to bottom. And I'm too f$cking tired to disassemble the f$cking vacuum and f$cking unplug it AGAIN.
Fallback position A is to attempt to borrow my neighbor's vacuum and do a full sweep of the place.
Fallback position B is a similar attempt, this one targeted on my Da.
Fallback position C is to warn Taryn to wear socks and say to hell with it... a compromise that feeds the rage.
But as I said, the living room is -done-. Looks darn good, too, and all of my dolls are on display (finally). Laundry's getting to the point where I'm continuing to run loads, and as they come out of the dryer they get shuttled back to Megan. She collapsed about an hour ago, but has still been folding the stuff I'm carting back to her. The mound of clean laundry behind me is dwinding... an armful gets added to each dryer load. So by mid-day tomorrow, the wasteland behind me will be clean again.
*sigh* And the DSL's wonking out now too. Great. Maybe it'll stabilize long enough for me to get this out. I'm so tired I'm sorta listing off to one side. Ten solid hours of cleaning is... quite likely way more than I should push. *blinks* F$ck. The living room is -not- done... I've not excavated the blue sofa yet. *exhale* Gonna have to wait for a bit. I need to sit, and let my body cycle down a bit.
*looks up at the DSL modem and sighs again* So much for that. Time to swap lines again... There. Hopefully Mindspring will cooperate tonight. ANyway, I... feel the need to crush, dismember, and destroy. D2.
Ciao.
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Date: 2003-08-02 10:39 pm (UTC)Ryn