Thursday, February 13
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gottawonderToday I am grateful for:
Cold, but more like "middling" cold rather than awful. In the -teens.
I told Trainwreck I would call her today, and I did. She wasn't trying to push any buttons, but I'm very tired of her lack of will to live. She is drinking again, and we talked about it. She's okay with dying, and of course she doesn't care that she's only 63 and had kids and grand children who might care, or that in order to have some kind of life you have to go looking for it. It's not going to break down your door and pick you up and drag you along, you have to be the one to create meaning and find engagement.
Well, once again, I have to just pull back from this. It's not my circus.
I went out and did normal chores, making sure that the goats were adjusting okay to being a little cold compared to the garage. I put them inside when it was around -30 C at night, but it's hovered around -20 C for so long. I didn't want to put them out until it was a little warmer so it wasn't such a shock, but the -14 C we had yesterday seemed like the best chance this week. I'll likely have to put them in again this weekend, as we are expecting -30 C again.
My Sweetie came home and he brought me some nice flowers, which I thought was really sweet.
We're trying to figure out what to do this weekend that will be a bit "Valentines' Day" feeling. It doesn't have to be anything crazy.
I tried talking to him again about doing something about hanging jackets in the mudroom. We haven't had hooks up this winter since we were painting etc, so we've just been dumping our farm jackets and such on the floor. We can do better than that, can't we?
I tried to get him to purchase an entryway thingy that you mount on the wall. Something with hooks and cubbies for mitts and hats. He won't buy one, he wants to MAKE one, which is great, except we have no time to make things like that.
Yet, he insists. Sigh. So we spent time online at my behest looking at ideas, and we settled on something, and he says he can buy the material for it hopefully tomorrow.
And somewhere between then and infinity he will build one.
We're going through the same discussion for some kind of solution for the shoes that are just all over the floor in the mud room too.
A tiring conversation that we've had several times this winter, and yet never seems to go anywhere.
It's not that our conversation was heated or unreasonable, just that promises keep being made, and nothing happens.
I asked when he was going to finish sanding the kitchen, and he said this weekend. He's also saying he can work on the jacket hanging solution this weekend too. I guess as long as something happens, great.
It's now been five, six weeks of the kitchen being a mess from taking down that shelf?
We still have a bare bulb dangling from a wire above the kitchen sink that's supposed to become part of a "nice fixture" when we put up the cabinet that is just sitting on the floor in the mud room. Everything hinges on getting the cracks finished so I can paint, then everything else can be finished, BUT WE HAVE TO FINISH THE SANDING AND MUDDING OF THE CRACKS.
Again, he's getting distracted with the jacket hanging thing. I wanted to go BUY ONE, not have him go off on another tangent and make one, that will likely also become a bigger deal somehow. He always thinks these things will take "a weekend" and that weekend stretches into weeks, then months.
I did some laundry, did the dishes, and changed the sheets on the bed.
We did an extra check on the animals outside, to move Dandy back with Ursula and to make sure the goats were okay. They seemed fine.
Then we ate supper and watched another episode of "Rescue Me", which to be honest was just stupid. It was basically every character making the stupidest choices possible with their personal lives.
Cold, but more like "middling" cold rather than awful. In the -teens.
I told Trainwreck I would call her today, and I did. She wasn't trying to push any buttons, but I'm very tired of her lack of will to live. She is drinking again, and we talked about it. She's okay with dying, and of course she doesn't care that she's only 63 and had kids and grand children who might care, or that in order to have some kind of life you have to go looking for it. It's not going to break down your door and pick you up and drag you along, you have to be the one to create meaning and find engagement.
Well, once again, I have to just pull back from this. It's not my circus.
I went out and did normal chores, making sure that the goats were adjusting okay to being a little cold compared to the garage. I put them inside when it was around -30 C at night, but it's hovered around -20 C for so long. I didn't want to put them out until it was a little warmer so it wasn't such a shock, but the -14 C we had yesterday seemed like the best chance this week. I'll likely have to put them in again this weekend, as we are expecting -30 C again.
My Sweetie came home and he brought me some nice flowers, which I thought was really sweet.
We're trying to figure out what to do this weekend that will be a bit "Valentines' Day" feeling. It doesn't have to be anything crazy.
I tried talking to him again about doing something about hanging jackets in the mudroom. We haven't had hooks up this winter since we were painting etc, so we've just been dumping our farm jackets and such on the floor. We can do better than that, can't we?
I tried to get him to purchase an entryway thingy that you mount on the wall. Something with hooks and cubbies for mitts and hats. He won't buy one, he wants to MAKE one, which is great, except we have no time to make things like that.
Yet, he insists. Sigh. So we spent time online at my behest looking at ideas, and we settled on something, and he says he can buy the material for it hopefully tomorrow.
And somewhere between then and infinity he will build one.
We're going through the same discussion for some kind of solution for the shoes that are just all over the floor in the mud room too.
A tiring conversation that we've had several times this winter, and yet never seems to go anywhere.
It's not that our conversation was heated or unreasonable, just that promises keep being made, and nothing happens.
I asked when he was going to finish sanding the kitchen, and he said this weekend. He's also saying he can work on the jacket hanging solution this weekend too. I guess as long as something happens, great.
It's now been five, six weeks of the kitchen being a mess from taking down that shelf?
We still have a bare bulb dangling from a wire above the kitchen sink that's supposed to become part of a "nice fixture" when we put up the cabinet that is just sitting on the floor in the mud room. Everything hinges on getting the cracks finished so I can paint, then everything else can be finished, BUT WE HAVE TO FINISH THE SANDING AND MUDDING OF THE CRACKS.
Again, he's getting distracted with the jacket hanging thing. I wanted to go BUY ONE, not have him go off on another tangent and make one, that will likely also become a bigger deal somehow. He always thinks these things will take "a weekend" and that weekend stretches into weeks, then months.
I did some laundry, did the dishes, and changed the sheets on the bed.
We did an extra check on the animals outside, to move Dandy back with Ursula and to make sure the goats were okay. They seemed fine.
Then we ate supper and watched another episode of "Rescue Me", which to be honest was just stupid. It was basically every character making the stupidest choices possible with their personal lives.
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Date: 2025-02-14 08:12 pm (UTC)A long time ago, I bought very nice iron hooks at Restoration Hardware (when they sold hardware) that were supposed to be mounted on an oak board that was supposed to be mounted, with cubbies, by the side door. Yep yep, that didn't happen. There are boxes of recycling and junk where the coathooks were supposed to be.
Go get the bought version! Say it's "just for now" if that helps.
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Date: 2025-02-14 08:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-02-14 09:57 pm (UTC)When we went to Ikea a couple of weeks ago to pick up the display cabinet, I found one that would have worked. He thought it looked cheap and didn't like the hooks. I told him we could put other hooks on it.
Nope.
Last night I tried the same thing, showing him ones online that I thought would work. All he did was look at one and say "I could make that". He could. It's just whether or not he WILL.
He also said he could make a storage box for our firewood last fall, and that hasn't happened either.
He HATES buying things he "could theoretically" make himself, but he forgets that three nights a week he goes to the climbing gym. One day a week is our date day. That leaves two week nights where he might be able to put in an hour or two, and Sunday, that he generally spends half the day sitting in front of the computer and wants to go to bed early for work the next day, so it's not ever a "full day" to work.
He has about eight available hours to work on house stuff, and he generally doesn't maximize that time.
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Date: 2025-02-16 07:10 am (UTC)I forgot I had some very nice hooks from Restoration Hardware that were lying around, waiting for a board to be build under them. Eventually, I hung them in the studio closet, but it's a bit of a waste to let them languish there.
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Date: 2025-02-16 09:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-02-14 10:26 pm (UTC)