Tuesday, March 13, 2007

Some progress

So, has there been progress this week? Some, but nothing that is eye-catchingly visible.

  • We put the recycling out yesterday. 22 pounds of paper, magazines, catalogs, etc. Yes, I weighed it on the scale. It's part of that "visible progress" thing.
  • I've been offering things on Freecycle, mostly magazines (after checking Ebay to make sure I don't have something worth selling). So far, no one's wanting anything I've offered, but it makes me feel better to at least check before I toss it in the recycling. Just chucking it makes me feel irresponsible for some reason. But at this rate, next week's paper recycling may top yesterday's 22 pounds.
  • I've got a stack of magazines to send off to my sister. I'm getting Body & Soul free, and sending them on to her after I'm done.
  • We went to the library today. Returned 4 books, checked out 3, for a net gain. One of the three was the Existential Joss Whedon (for the Firefly fan in me), one was Last Man on the Moon. That brings the total to 27 items checked out for myself and El Burrito, and 7 on my waiting list. The list for Shopaholic & Baby is down to 13 ahead of me.
  • Only spent $2 at the library sale. El Burrito grinned for the ladies who run the sale, and demonstrated his new clapping skills for them. He's got quite the fan club.
  • I remembered to run the dishwasher this morning.
  • I also remembered to wash the last load of laundry, one that didn't make it yesterday.
  • I have pillows in the washer right now. They may be dry by bedtime.
  • Made a sale on Ebay yesterday. I'm still wondering why someone would pay $5.50 for a $7 coupon, but I'm not complaining. I buy a few coupons on Ebay, mostly formula checks for El Burrito, but I stop bidding at 1/3 of the face value.
  • Said Ebay sale is packed up and ready to mail.
  • I think I saw a "new" fish in the tank a few minutes ago. It's one of the joys of livebearers. They've slowed down the reproduction rate lately, and I've currently got 6 platies (possibly 7). For a while last year, I had upwards of 30.
  • Wrote checks to pay some bills last night. They were supposed to be mailed on the way back from the library today, but I forgot to take them along. They'll just have to go out tomorrow.
  • I remembered to change the time on the answering machine, cell phone, and my car.
  • All of yesterday's laundry is folded and put away. Including El Burrito's, which is something of an accomplishment.
  • And we put away the clothes that El Burrito has outgrown. That made room in his dresser, which is why his clean laundry is put away already.
We got to watch some interesting goings-on yesterday. I was folding laundry in the bedroom (which overlooks our parking space), with El Burrito supervising, when we saw an ambulance drive by. Now, that's not out of the ordinary, since this complex has a significant population of elderly-ish people. But this time, the ambulance drove past our building, then backed up and parked in the spot next to ours. I was worried, as our downstairs neighbor is 80+ and not in the best of physical health, so I kept an eye out as I folded. But, instead of going in to check on someone, they got out and were looking down the hill. They left the engine running, which ruined any chance of overhearing anything useful. Then I saw a police car drive down the hill, and another one. And another one. Interesting, right? A few minutes later, we heard a cop on the loudspeaker, asking Mike Gobbledygook from 25xx to come out. After a few rounds of that, they were asking anyone in that unit to come out. I don't think anyone ever came out, because after about ten minutes the paramedics packed up and left. And a few minutes later, a string of five, or possibly six, police cars left - three city, two county.

No clue what was going on, unless there's something in tonight's paper. I did see a few neighbors standing around chatting after everything was over. Tomorrow's the monthly condo lunch, so if my Mom doesn't come to visit my aunt at the hospital, El Burrito and I will have to go to the lunch, try out the new Bennigan's, and see what sort of scoop we come home with.

Ireland Picture for Today

Before things get busier, here's today's picture.


Kylemore Abbey, in the Connemara region of Ireland (on the west coast). This isn't a postcard; I took this myself. But, except for the cars in the parking lot, it looks a lot like the postcards of the Abbey. I'll assume that speaks well for my photography skills. :) This was taken on one of the days when it rained most of the day, a good steady drenching downpour. And me without a raincoat to speak of. The rain kept us from going on their garden tour; they have a six-acre walled Victorian garden, which I hear is pretty amazing.

The Abbey was originally a family home, but the man who built it gave it to the Benedictine nuns after his wife died. Right now it's an Abbey and a international girls' boarding school. The interior has some amazing woodwork. The stair banister had spiraled vertical bars, which I think were all hand-carved, and there were chairs with matching legs. We didn't get to tour the garden, but we did walk up to the neo-Gothic church on the grounds. The Abbey has a photo gallery on their website, if you want to see more pictures.

Monday, March 12, 2007

Ireland, and unproductivity

In honor of St Patrick's Day, here's another picture from our trip to Ireland. I'm planning on a different one every day this month, time permitting. (I have plenty of pics. We were in Ireland for 3 weeks, and came home with 3,000 digital pictures. Of course, a good 20% weren't worth keeping, but that's okay. The wonders of digital cameras.)


This is a closeup of a fuchsia bush. I don't recall exactly where I took it, and I can't dig up the travel notes right now. But this stuff grows practically wild over there, and it's beautiful.

As far as progress this weekend, DH says progress was made, but it must be the invisible kind. Because for the life of me, the place doesn't look any different, other than a few extra piles of paperwork sitting around. And sometimes I just really need visual progress.

Don't get me wrong. We did get stuff accomplished. DH took a half-day on Friday to get some banking things done. That took two trips, because we forgot to take El Burrito's Social Security card and our marriage license (since I was cashing in an oooold savings bond, hence needing proof of my maiden name). Duh. Luckily, we only live a mile or so from the bank, so it took longer to track down the papers than it did to drive home.

Saturday, though, seems to be a total loss, and I don't know why. We didn't go anywhere, since the errands were done on Friday, and the TV was off most of the day. We (DH, actually) started out working on taxes. That morphed into a giant pile of Every Online Receipt from the past three years, as we tried to determine whether we hit the $2,000 threshold for "things bought online from places that didn't charge sales tax." Gah. Still haven't reached a conclusive answer on that one, although we did find out how much we spent at Amazon.com last year. And Dell did charge tax on the new PC, so we may not have hit the limit after all.

But other than filing a large stack of Vanguard and bank stuff, and sorting out endless receipts, we really don't seem to have gotten anything concrete done on Saturday. I did refund some excess postage for something I sold online, and filled out the forms to request our free credit reports, but the To Do list didn't seem to be affected at all. We still don't have a hotel room for the Nashville trip, the dishes didn't get touched until almost midnight last night, and the aquarium didn't get cleaned, so it still has this funky odor to it that won't go away. It's strange, like this weird time warp.

And Sunday, if it's at all possible, was even less productive! Thanks to the time change, we overslept. Then it seemed like no time at all to have lunch, read the paper, and get ready to go to DH's parents' place for a birthday party. Two brothers and a nephew this time. With 20 birthdays a year in the family, we're out there at least once a month for a party. We left around 4:30, and didn't get back until 11:00. (Yes, I missed Dresden Files.) We can not seem to leave before 10:00 when we go out; luckily it's only a half-hour away, but still.

And of course, my least-favorite-on-DH's-side sister-in-law was there, with another little sideways compliment about El Burrito. Yes, it bugged me, and I know it shouldn't, and I may just be hearing things in her tone that aren't really there, and apparently I've forgotten the high school lessons about ignoring comments, and it sounds dumber on the screen than it does in my head, and gawd knows I'm the Queen of the Self-inflicted Guilt Trip. But still. It irks me. About 6 weeks ago, after finding out that El Burrito isn't waving on command yet, she looked right at him and said "There's all sorts of things you can learn if Mommy and Daddy would just take the time to teach you." Implying, to my ears anyway, that he's a smart kid, but his parents are clearly not up to snuff or something. Yesterday, she was asking if he was "into everything yet." No, we said. Not walking yet? No. Not pulling up on furniture? No. He's not cruising from furniture to furniture yet? No. Not crawling yet? No. Maybe it was just me, but it seemed like she kept asking because she thought we misunderstood the question or something.

And now that that's off my chest, I'm off to do more laundry and see if El Burrito is up yet. Rotten time change, his schedule is all off-kilter. And see how my Ebay auction goes. It's up to $3.25 now, and I'm hoping to get a lot of bids in the last half hour.

But there's good news. Less than a month before a new season of Deadliest Catch starts. Wheee!

Friday, March 9, 2007

St. Patrick's Day & Random Stuff

In honor of St Patrick's Day next weekend, and Spring in general, I thought I'd put up one of the photos I took in Ireland.



That's somewhere on the west coast, I think on either the Kerry or Dingle peninsulas.

For St Pat's, I'll be making soda bread and our version of Irish Stew (with pork or beef instead of lamb, which is hard to find around here). And the stereo will be playing lots of Chieftains, Gaelic Storm, and other good stuff for the next few weeks.

I got a reply about the riding program; basically, they'll snail-mail the info to me once it's printed. I asked about local places to buy a helmet when I sent my address, so we'll see if there's anything around here that I've missed.

Hopefully something productive will be accomplished today. DH is taking a half-day off, since there are a few errands at the bank that need both of us to be present, and my parents may come for a visit tomorrow, which is when we usually do the shopping & errand-running.

Thursday, March 8, 2007

Forward Progress

Forward progress was made. I just emailed the contact person for the Summer Riding Program, asking for more information, especially regarding equipment, fitness, etc.

And it's really sad that it takes me half an hour to write a three-sentence email. Part of that was trying to word it right (some days, everything sounds awkward), the rest was because I can not think when the baby's fussing in one ear and I'm trying to type with one hand.

But it's still progress.

I also made an appointment for the body work on the car. There's a three-week wait, but it's minor body damage and I've already been driving it that way for a month.

More space issues

Two other space issues that irritate me about This Place.

1. Thanks to the lovely issues of space, we have a really limited amount of seating. As it stands right now, we had to get rid of the couch to make room for the glider and baby swing, and we sold the table and chairs to make space for the crib. That leaves us with the love seat, glider, and office chair. Which means that on the rare occasion that we have company, we're limited to three people at a time. And that's if someone chooses to sit on our lousy folding chair. Not that we have a lot of company anyway, but we'll never be able to have both sets of parents over at the same time or anything. No parties for us! Usually it's my parents, when Mom needs a grandbaby fix. And I swear, the last person who came through the door other than us? Was probably the HVAC guy to do the fall furnace checkup.

(And don't get me started on the lack of post-baby visitors. All the baby magazines and websites were full of people wondering how to deal with the flood of visitors at the hospital and home, and tips on getting the visitors to run errands for you. Our "flood" was my sister and one of DH's brothers. The brother's visit ended up costing us money. And my grandparents came for an hour. That's it. We had a drought, not a flood.)

2. The lousy floorplan also makes it darn near impossible to do any indoor exercise. I bought a yoga mat two years ago, with the intention of working out indoors with videos and the Denise Austin show on Lifetime TV. After I got home, I looked around and realized that, short of moving the love seat every time I wanted to work out, there's not really any spot in this condo where I can unroll the yoga mat and have room to stretch my arms to the side. I took a fitness class while I was pregnant, and the home workouts were pretty skimpy because we have such a lousy layout. Yes, I can go outside and walk, if the weather is decent, but sit-ups, etc, are better indoors.

In short, just two more reasons why we want to move, soon.

Wednesday, March 7, 2007

Why we need to move

In a word, space.

In more words, not enough space, not enough storage space, and a funky layout that means the place seems practically not-child-proofable. Looking at it, it seems that the only way to make this place safe for a crawling El Burrito would be to back a dumpster up below the deck and throw away 95% of what we have, including part of the furniture. Even then, I don't think it would really work. There's a computer desk full of dangling power cords, and a 20-gallon fish tank with more dangling cords, and neither of them can be anywhere but the living room. Half the houseplants are probably poisonous. There just seems to be a lot of "stuff" that has no real out-of-the-way home. We're stuck with it living out in the open, where a crawler or toddler can trip over it, put an eye out on it, eat it, choke on it, or whatever. We won't even go into the stairs, the second-story porch, or the deck. Or the cabinet doors that don't have handles, just the little notch at the bottom to grab with your fingertips, that I'm not sure are compatible with those child locks.

It's also very dark, thanks to a lack of windows or built-in lights, and the air circulation is abysmal.

Space. We don't have enough of it, and what we do have is poorly designed and laid out. The fellow who designed these was obviously aiming them at single people, retired couples, and the like. He was also apparently freaking clueless about cooking, cleaning, and ventilation. And light. And had some sort of phobia about right angles, because the only square rooms are the two bedrooms.

We live in a 2-bedroom condo that's about 1000 square feet. It seems like a lot, until you look at it and realize how inefficient the layout is.

Other than a decent-sized closet in each bedroom, the only storage space is a tiny closet in the hallway. Ours holds the vacuums, coats, a broom, and a few tools. That's about all that will fit. There's technically a "utility closet" in the kitchen, but since it already has the furnace, water heater, washer and dryer, there's not a lot of room left to work with. Especially since the fuse box is in there, and we shouldn't block access to that. We managed to squeeze in a set of plastic shelves for canned goods, a plastic trash can for the recycling, and a few cases of soda (bought on sale). It's very frustrating to not be able to put things "away" because there's nowhere to put them. No closet for linens, towels, bathroom paraphernalia.

The bedrooms are a decent size, but thanks to the positioning of the doors (deck, closet, bathroom, and hallway), there's exactly one place to put the bed. Even then, the door out onto the deck won't open all the way. After putting in a nightstand, a dresser, and a chest of drawers, we're left with a path around the bed about two feet wide. To get the bassinet in the bedroom, we had to block off access to DH's nightstand, and if the bathroom door opened the other way, it wouldn't have worked.

We have no dining area. Actually, right now, we don't even have a table. To make room for El Burrito's crib, we had to move the computer into the living room. The only place for it was the corner between the entrance and the living room, formerly inhabited by the table that we never used. So we sold the table. And since we don't have a high chair yet (it's on the list for this weekend), we're feeding El B on the couch, which works surprisingly well as far as it goes, but doesn't really allow us to let him play with his food or anything. When we do get a high chair, I'm not sure where we'll put it. If it folds, we can store it on top of the washer, but I'm not sure where we'll put it while we're actually using it. The only options seem to be the middle of the kitchen (linoleum), or in the weird space at the top of the stairs, between the computer and the glider. The drawback there is that it's carpeted. Granted, we're going to replace the carpet when we sell, but still.

And a tangent - who in their right mind puts carpet in a bathroom? Or in what is supposed to be a dining area? Or just inside the door, where you can track snow and mud in? Gah.

Two things that I will not miss when we move? Light and air. Two big design problems here. There are three doors that don't really go anywhere - 2 for the screened porch, 1 for the deck, neither of which are connected to the ground. While those doors all have a big glass panel in them, the orientation of the building means that we get very little direct sunlight. The last owners painted the walls a pale shade of yellow, which added to the "I'm living in a cave" feeling. We repainted, which helped, but it's still dark. There are also practically no light fixtures in the place. Seriously. One over the stairs, one in the kitchen, one in the hall, plus track lighting over the kitchen/living room divider, vanity lights in the bathrooms and florescent tubes in the closets. Otherwise, zilch. The bedrooms are totally ignored as far as lighting. The living room has a ceiling fan, but they didn't bother to put a light on it.

We're thinking of putting a fan/light in the bedrooms, and adding a light to the living room fan before we sell. I wish we'd had this bright (pun!) idea a few years ago, so we could have gotten some use from them.

And the place has practically no air circulation. There's only one return-air vent, so the furnace air flow is sort of stagnant. I've got half the vents closed, trying to push some air into El B's room and the living room, but it's not working well. The temp drops noticeably when you go down the hallway. Even in the summer, with both porch/deck doors open, we rarely get a breeze through here unless the wind is coming from the west. All our doors are on two sides of the building, so there's no good cross-circulation, and the building north of us blocks a lot of the breeze.

I need to make a floor plan of this place. Maybe it'll give me an idea on how to rearrange what furniture we have, while not blocking the traffic flow.