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Pandemic days 66, 67
May. 20th, 2020 08:34 pmI have done two significantly non-quarantined things today: FURNITURE and BUYING AN ICE CREAM.
Done Wednesday:
- a bunch of reading, in three different work-related directions
- reached minimum tidying of house in advance of FURNITURE
- talked to Shiny for quite a while
- made a cake. It sank prodigiously. Or they did, I actually made two bar tins worth of cake; should have made one sheet pan.
- went for a run
- as per yesterday's post, back and forth with bookseller. Who ended up refunding me, even though the book is probably en route still! I have accidentally committed a Karen. I forgot American retail is trained to be obsequious.
Done today:
- was up and showered by 7
- did the morning's necessary clearing (stripped bed, moved mattress) and some extra (eg: vaccuumed a lot of dust bunnies)
- sat by for FIVE AND A BIT HOURS while varying numbers of handymen, ranging from one to five over that time, assembled almost all my furniture. There was drilling and banging and many questions in German and more people than i've dealt with for MONTHS and I was in "endless screaming at twitter dot com" mode in my brain the whole time.
- - There were three fuckups: One; i ordered only one doorknob instead of three for the wardrobe doors; two, turns out while I bought the smallest Hemnes bedframe and the smallest double mattress, the smallest Hemnes frame is bigger than the smallest mattress; and three, ikea brought me two of one piece of my desk rather than one of each piece. I have signed off on this error and the correct piece should materialise, and be assembled... at some point.
- when the furniture men left I just wanted to cry, but I did not. I put laundry on, and went and bought an ice cream
- local gelateria only has three kinds of gluten-free ice cream, but dark chocolate mousse with coconut mousse is not a bad combo. Negotiated gluten in german, even if this did mean I asked which 'colours' are gluten-free
- walked through the village centre, patted a cat, and went into two stores in search of a nice flowerpot. I did not find a nice flowerpot. I did end up in the cemetery, which is full of flowers: they mow around the plots but let wildflowers grow in the rest.
- Came home, hung laundry (someone has had what looks like the same load in the tumble dryer for days???), and bit-by-bit put most of my stuff in correct places. Wardrobe is bigger than expected, but yet I fill it, and have spilled over into the chest of drawers. There are more books on my TBR trolley than my actual shelves, but I'm fretting anyway about maybe not having enough space (brain, stop it; most of the books you have at home will go back to the office in september, chill).
- Made risotto, and set up a zoom coworking sesh for tomorrow, and a time to call Shiny again.
That is, I feel, Enough Things.
Done Wednesday:
- a bunch of reading, in three different work-related directions
- reached minimum tidying of house in advance of FURNITURE
- talked to Shiny for quite a while
- made a cake. It sank prodigiously. Or they did, I actually made two bar tins worth of cake; should have made one sheet pan.
- went for a run
- as per yesterday's post, back and forth with bookseller. Who ended up refunding me, even though the book is probably en route still! I have accidentally committed a Karen. I forgot American retail is trained to be obsequious.
Done today:
- was up and showered by 7
- did the morning's necessary clearing (stripped bed, moved mattress) and some extra (eg: vaccuumed a lot of dust bunnies)
- sat by for FIVE AND A BIT HOURS while varying numbers of handymen, ranging from one to five over that time, assembled almost all my furniture. There was drilling and banging and many questions in German and more people than i've dealt with for MONTHS and I was in "endless screaming at twitter dot com" mode in my brain the whole time.
- - There were three fuckups: One; i ordered only one doorknob instead of three for the wardrobe doors; two, turns out while I bought the smallest Hemnes bedframe and the smallest double mattress, the smallest Hemnes frame is bigger than the smallest mattress; and three, ikea brought me two of one piece of my desk rather than one of each piece. I have signed off on this error and the correct piece should materialise, and be assembled... at some point.
- when the furniture men left I just wanted to cry, but I did not. I put laundry on, and went and bought an ice cream
- local gelateria only has three kinds of gluten-free ice cream, but dark chocolate mousse with coconut mousse is not a bad combo. Negotiated gluten in german, even if this did mean I asked which 'colours' are gluten-free
- walked through the village centre, patted a cat, and went into two stores in search of a nice flowerpot. I did not find a nice flowerpot. I did end up in the cemetery, which is full of flowers: they mow around the plots but let wildflowers grow in the rest.
- Came home, hung laundry (someone has had what looks like the same load in the tumble dryer for days???), and bit-by-bit put most of my stuff in correct places. Wardrobe is bigger than expected, but yet I fill it, and have spilled over into the chest of drawers. There are more books on my TBR trolley than my actual shelves, but I'm fretting anyway about maybe not having enough space (brain, stop it; most of the books you have at home will go back to the office in september, chill).
- Made risotto, and set up a zoom coworking sesh for tomorrow, and a time to call Shiny again.
That is, I feel, Enough Things.