Five Years Ago Today

I was at my baby sister's apartment in Natchitoches, having evacuated from a gal named Katerina. Mother Nature has decided we needed mood weather to remember and the thunderstorm hasn't stopped yet. The leak in my back bedroom is worse and now running down the wall. *head desk*

I guess I should start calling for estimates on a new roof that I know I can't afford because I have some outstanding debt to pay off first. I wanted to hold off until I could afford to extend the back half properly. I'll figure something out, eventually.

Now in honor of five years of rebuilding: Vince Vance's "I am New Orleans."


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Why does my house think I have money?

I just watered the backyard for thirty minutes because the washing machine never got off the fill up the tub setting. *head desk* It worked once I moved the dial, so the load I put in should get washed. But I sure don't want to put another load in. I'll have to borrow Mom and Dad's so I'll have clean work clothes for next week.

It's one thing to know that you'll have to replace appliances because they wear out. It's another thing when they break and the budget is so tight it's squeaking.

Mom and I examined it. The verdict is it could be the timing belt since it worked after I moved it manually. So I'm testing it by running another full cycle and see if I'll have to watch it from now on.

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Hello Projects! I'm Baaack!

My cubicle desk is cleared; all assessments snug in their folders inside the filing cabinets. I'm blinking at the light reflecting off the now-visible surface and hit with the what's up now? feeling. Don't get me wrong, I have other tasks to do on my paying job but suddenly my brain matter is free to go back to writing. And maybe I'll have time to put words on paper.

Yeap, I need a moment to process that.

While I processing, Mez came through with some totally unexpected submission calls: Our Haunted World and Cthulhurotica. The first could be a good home for my phantom highwayman story and the second, LOL. Upon looking at their guidelines more closely, my Lovecraftian-rift story won't work even adding in new erotic material. I like Lovecraft, but I don't know if I like it that much. However if I actually submit to one market, I will be improving my current submission track record by a hundred percent.

So state of writing:

• Edit the phantom highwayman story for submission
• Edit the Hyrueliana
• Add stuff to the Zy Novel Wiki -- This I can do right now; I have everything with me

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Scary!

Google disabled me for hours, but once I got back home I was able to prove I am me and get everything back. *wipes brow*

Now excuse me while I do some backing up.

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Weird but this still works

I'm kicked out of Gmail for some reason but I can still blog. Tres weird.

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Not on the agenda

I had my list of things to do today. Despite staying in bed two hours more than I had thought I should, I was really cruising crossing off stuff. I exercised today, cooked and ate breakfast, and was in the middle of rinsing dishes and loading the dishwasher when I felt a bang under my foot and the hot water slowed to a trickle. The bang wasn't bad, it felt like a vibration of something hitting the floor. Nothing dropped in the kitchen so immediately I thought the pipe had burst and hit the floor under the house. My house is built off the ground, maybe about two feet.

My uncle found me sawing through the stupid vinyl lattice so I could see if that theory was correct.

Luckily, it wasn't. The problem is the valve for the hot water under the sink has gone bad. Secondary problem: going to town wasn't on my list! I did that yesterday!

So for those of you keeping track of everything I need to fix.

• New roof
• Replace the back portion of the house with something built to code
• More efficient plumbing!
• Remodel the bathroom
• Remodel the kitchen

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The misson if you chose to accept it....

I didn't have a choice. I was down to 2 pairs of jeans that fit comfortable and one of those I can only wear around the house because of the holes in them, and another pair that fit sorta. I could close them, but they and my tummy fought about sitting arrangements. Both of the non-holey jeans are cut so the waist below my belly button; I'm just not sure if they're supposed to be hipsters or not.

So this means TORTURE clothes shopping.

First pair, the fly never could meet. Back to the store for another one.

Last week, I got a pair in the same brand and same style as the ones that fit but went up a size. Tummy should have more room. This was a lie because I had to do the lay-down-on-the-bed trick to get the fly to meet, and then the zipper pulled apart at the bottom. Pants off, fixed zipper, same thing. Pants off again, fixed zipper and it doesn't yank apart with my hands, put wax on zipper to oil it, same thing happens once on my body. Stuffed pants in bag to go back to store.

So this morning I was faced with the choice of sitting all day at the job in a pair of jeans trying to reach my spine while my tummy resists or go REALLY early to Wal-Mart and find a new pair of jeans. I walked into Wally World at 5:45am with "third time's the charm" vs. "three strikes and you're out" in my head.

So I ended up leaving with two pairs of jeans in two different brands and two different sizes. I think my assumption is if one doesn't work the other HAS TO. And praise the goddess of denim, the Just My Size FIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Not only is my tummy happy, these jeans also have a waistband on my natural waist instead of my hips. They are too long in the leg (I nearly stepped on them after shoes were on) but that is NOTHING to hem. I can live life with two pairs of jeans fit for outside the house. :D

Weekend plans: I don't have to clothes shop now, but I do have to fix the caster on the dishwasher. Other than that and some other housekeeping chores, I need to respond to a lot of emails and write. Worse ways to spend the days.

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Another fangirl moment

Benny and LINK?!

Yeah, I'm cackling hysterically at this. The way I feel, it doesn't take much to set it off. And no, I won't be making it part of my fanon.

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Light at the end of the tunnel

NO MORE OIL!!!!!!! *Snoopy dance*

We've been under a massive heat index and I think the triple-digit temps have melted my brain. It's been harder than usual to remember everything I need to do.

Plus side, I got less than 20 assessments outstanding (i.e. the companies haven't paid yet). I never can remember the tally of how many companies we assess in total, but trust me this is so nothing to worry about. I may actually get my Monday nights back!

Hopefully, I have enough energy to cross off items on the to-do list tonight when I get home.

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