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And into the thresher it goes...
Jan. 14th, 2009 06:31 pm2 bright points today:
1 rather major not-so-bright point:
I'm near to collapsing with stress. Whyfor, you ask, since everything seems to be going right? Yeah, well that's the problem, you see... the Paranoid side of the Force is strong in me. Stronger than me. I made it through today with some help from someone I trust implicity, tomorrow will likely be the same. It still leaves me vibrating like a plucked cello string. It worries and annoys my Lady and I -know- it, but I don't seem to be able to quell it. To my knowledge even the dealings with the divorce didn't do this to me.
Paranoia aside, things seem to be going well. I'll make a loop down to my mom's tomorrow to clear up the issues with the bonds that're being cashed out, then coordinate totals with the other contributor(s) to the 'buy a trailer for the cabbit' cause (many of them don't realize that even simple support is of vast importance, much less monetary support) to get to the magic number. I'm hoping to close the deal with Jen Saturday morning for the trailer, lock down insurance for it by Wednesday of next week, and get started on the interior work the weekend following.
And then the moving starts. Have I mentioned that I loathe moving?
*sigh* On the plus side, it gives me one more sift through what goes and what gets dumpstered, and it'll slim things down further. There's a lot of 'stuff' that is in the nebulous 'what the fark do I do with it' region that'll slow that down, but it'll get done. I intend to be out of this apartment and out of the lease come March 1. Leave it to me to have to move at the coldest time of the year. :(
WOOHOO! I found a home for the damned encyclopedias that Megan stuck me with. YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY~
Okay, enough moaning and complaining. I'm gonna go kill leafcats with a tainy heeflet.
- A letter from a dear kitty in Colorado *snugs*
- A letter from the mobile home park, stating that I'd passed the background and credit checks.
1 rather major not-so-bright point:
I'm near to collapsing with stress. Whyfor, you ask, since everything seems to be going right? Yeah, well that's the problem, you see... the Paranoid side of the Force is strong in me. Stronger than me. I made it through today with some help from someone I trust implicity, tomorrow will likely be the same. It still leaves me vibrating like a plucked cello string. It worries and annoys my Lady and I -know- it, but I don't seem to be able to quell it. To my knowledge even the dealings with the divorce didn't do this to me.
Paranoia aside, things seem to be going well. I'll make a loop down to my mom's tomorrow to clear up the issues with the bonds that're being cashed out, then coordinate totals with the other contributor(s) to the 'buy a trailer for the cabbit' cause (many of them don't realize that even simple support is of vast importance, much less monetary support) to get to the magic number. I'm hoping to close the deal with Jen Saturday morning for the trailer, lock down insurance for it by Wednesday of next week, and get started on the interior work the weekend following.
And then the moving starts. Have I mentioned that I loathe moving?
*sigh* On the plus side, it gives me one more sift through what goes and what gets dumpstered, and it'll slim things down further. There's a lot of 'stuff' that is in the nebulous 'what the fark do I do with it' region that'll slow that down, but it'll get done. I intend to be out of this apartment and out of the lease come March 1. Leave it to me to have to move at the coldest time of the year. :(
WOOHOO! I found a home for the damned encyclopedias that Megan stuck me with. YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY~
Okay, enough moaning and complaining. I'm gonna go kill leafcats with a tainy heeflet.
