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Putting Things On Top Of Other Things

Or, various:

I took my car in to have its brakes looked at. (Someone pointed out to me that there are places where you can just drive in and they'll look at things for you. I pursued this and found one that had an opening.) The upshot: nothing needs doing. They are fine.

I have ordered the black skater's dress! I ordered a different pair of gold sandals because the ones I wanted had an ankle strap, and I have relatively thick ankles, which are not flattered by ankle straps.

Hair was cut. Seems OK so far.

Will not be able to make it to the tea place, alas. Just couldn't face the highway traffic. I'll have to give my family Assam and brownies for Christmas. Did, however, get the haricots verts and the Italian parsley for tomorrow. (Jack has taken up parsley vigil again, by the fridge.)

Utterly gorgeous day here and relatively warm. I've got the window open: it's not balmy exactly, out there, but it is hot in here thanks to Mrs. Hodgson downstairs and her furnace.

Jack got out! He got all the way downstairs and right out the front door. Fortunately, he paused to consider his next move once he was out on the pavement, and I pounced. Back in and upstairs we went. He seemed philosophical about it, with a minimum of self-expression.

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postynotedreams
Nov. 21st, 2012 09:52 pm (UTC)
Little escape artist! Sometimes I think they are just testing you.
np_complete
Nov. 21st, 2012 10:30 pm (UTC)
My friend S. says Jack never tries to escape when he's here. (S. has a key, for - oh, all kinds of reasons, mostly relating to who's free during the day to get something done.) He's adamant that this is a game called, "How Far Will Mommy Chase Me?" and that it relates to unresolved issues from Jack's previous family.

rabid1st talks about the Chase Game that cats and other animals play. Maybe if I played the Chase Game more often, Jack would not try to escape? (Or maybe he'd try even harder, to make it more challenging for me?)
postynotedreams
Nov. 25th, 2012 07:14 pm (UTC)
Hard to know with cats. I had a cat who absolutely terrified of being outside. The cars and the noises just freaked him out and we lived on a busy street. Yet he would dash for the door, dive into the bushes beside the house and make it hard to grab him. (He did weigh 20lbs.) The couple of times we didn't see him run out and he spent more than a few moments outside, he would be so scared that he would growl and hiss and scratch when we retrieved him. He didn't try to get out for months after those incidents. It wasn't like he didn't play. He always had good ol' time trashing my bedroom.
wickedgillie
Nov. 21st, 2012 11:34 pm (UTC)
And you just reminded me that I forgot parsley for the stuffing. Oh well, lol!

Also, I just found out that my mom's favourite sweet potato dish that I already have started and in the oven? She's bringing tomorrow. Guess we're eating ours tonight!

np_complete
Nov. 22nd, 2012 01:02 am (UTC)
I feel such a dilettante, having nothing but green beans almandine to cook (tomorrow) and nothing pressing to do this evening! All my instincts are telling me I should be rushing around, Doing Things, but other than standard HK, the cat box, and laundry, I can't think of much.

I did have a bunch of things I was hoping to do today, but I didn't plan on taking my car into the shop today, nor on having my haircut this afternoon. (I had it scheduled for this morning, but it was while I was getting ready to leave that Jack got out. Fortunately they were able to accommodate my last-minute reschedule.) But none of them were urgent: shoes to repair place, clothes to resale place, picking up tea and brownies.
wickedgillie
Nov. 22nd, 2012 01:31 am (UTC)
I've been running around like a fool today trying to Get Things Done. Hell, I still need to sew curtains for the kitchen before tomorrow, lol! And there is paper EVERYWHERE from crap my children have brought home, bills and papers that need to be filed, and junk mail that needs to be sorted out of it all. God willing, I am able to find the bottom of my dining room table before 10pm, lol.
np_complete
Nov. 22nd, 2012 01:57 am (UTC)
Oh, wow. Consider the Cardboard Box solution: when all attempts to Do It Right fail, sweep everything into a cardboard box. If you must, empty the box back onto the table after everything is over on Friday.

I suggest this because you're working SO hard. I know you know this, but sometimes a reminder is a good idea: it's OK if things are less than perfect.

Get a lot of sleep tonight, if you possibly can.

*hugs*
wickedgillie
Nov. 22nd, 2012 02:06 am (UTC)
Believe me, we know and love the Cardboard Box Solution well and are utilizing it as we speak. Although I did a quick once-over to bin anything obviously bin-able.
np_complete
Nov. 30th, 2012 01:38 am (UTC)
How did it all go?
wickedgillie
Nov. 30th, 2012 02:19 am (UTC)
We managed to get it all done in the end. And then I slept for the better part of Friday and Saturday. The quickie reno + Thanksgiving prep + 5k in the cold on the world's stupidest course (who designs a course where the third mile is almost completely uphill?)was too much for me. And the curtains are still unsewn. I had hoped to do that today, but my darling children caught the plague and were both sent home from school today.
np_complete
Nov. 22nd, 2012 01:03 am (UTC)
I'm sure it will be excellent despite the lack of parsley! (Maybe Bill could run out and pick up some?)
wickedgillie
Nov. 22nd, 2012 01:22 am (UTC)
We ran out of eggs for something Bill was making the kids, so he went out and grabbed eggs as well as parsley. Problem solved!

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