ostarella: (Tired)
Well, it's now -16°F - and that's warming up from overnight. With a wind chill of -20-30°. Schools opened two hours late all over the area - just too dangerous to put busloads of kids out there.

On the bright side, January is almost over. On the down side, we have February yet to contend with.

February, to me, is the straw-that-breaks-the-camel's-back month. It's like, why do we even have February? It's the shortest month, but by the time it rolls around, winter has gone from "this is an ordeal we will get through" to "why the fuck is it still winter?!". And knowing that March - and thus spring - is only a few weeks away doesn't help. Why do we have to suffer through four more weeks of monotony and cold and snow? What's Your purpose here, God? Pulling a little Job thing, are You?

One has to wonder, frankly, why areas like mine are even inhabited. I mean, why did ancient man migrate from the warm regions to this cold and crap? Were they nuts? Masochists? Figure they had to so they could use the fur from the animals they killed?

In other news...

My son has a new job! FINALLY! After six years in the same place, now managing it in all but title (and salary), he was called by another company and asked if he was interested in coming to work for them. Yeah - they recruited him. And not some little neighborhood shop, either - world-wide company. So... cool. :D He has to buy a car now, which is freaking him out a bit (and my son does tend to freak out at things like that) but I'm just so glad he's finally moving on. Hopefully, being around the people and customers he will be, he'll get back some of his dreams (which, unfortunately, have gotten a bit battered by the negativity of his previous job).

As to my job... sigh. I've noticed more and more that the managers are talking to me instead of the other guys in the department about what's going on, what they want to see get done, etc etc. So - dumping the responsibility on me but not giving me the authority to act on it. But then, most of the guys I work with don't like making the decisions anyway - they all call me "Boss Lady" (affectionately, thank God) - so it's not all that bad. Sometimes I just don't like me very much when I have to do things/say things in order to get everything done. Which was the main reason I didn't want any supervisory jobs any more - just wanted to be another 'flunky'. But whatever. Hope springs eternal that *next* winter I'll be laying on the beaches of the Gulf...
ostarella: (Tired)
Well, it's now -16°F - and that's warming up from overnight. With a wind chill of -20-30°. Schools opened two hours late all over the area - just too dangerous to put busloads of kids out there.

On the bright side, January is almost over. On the down side, we have February yet to contend with.

February, to me, is the straw-that-breaks-the-camel's-back month. It's like, why do we even have February? It's the shortest month, but by the time it rolls around, winter has gone from "this is an ordeal we will get through" to "why the fuck is it still winter?!". And knowing that March - and thus spring - is only a few weeks away doesn't help. Why do we have to suffer through four more weeks of monotony and cold and snow? What's Your purpose here, God? Pulling a little Job thing, are You?

One has to wonder, frankly, why areas like mine are even inhabited. I mean, why did ancient man migrate from the warm regions to this cold and crap? Were they nuts? Masochists? Figure they had to so they could use the fur from the animals they killed?

In other news...

My son has a new job! FINALLY! After six years in the same place, now managing it in all but title (and salary), he was called by another company and asked if he was interested in coming to work for them. Yeah - they recruited him. And not some little neighborhood shop, either - world-wide company. So... cool. :D He has to buy a car now, which is freaking him out a bit (and my son does tend to freak out at things like that) but I'm just so glad he's finally moving on. Hopefully, being around the people and customers he will be, he'll get back some of his dreams (which, unfortunately, have gotten a bit battered by the negativity of his previous job).

As to my job... sigh. I've noticed more and more that the managers are talking to me instead of the other guys in the department about what's going on, what they want to see get done, etc etc. So - dumping the responsibility on me but not giving me the authority to act on it. But then, most of the guys I work with don't like making the decisions anyway - they all call me "Boss Lady" (affectionately, thank God) - so it's not all that bad. Sometimes I just don't like me very much when I have to do things/say things in order to get everything done. Which was the main reason I didn't want any supervisory jobs any more - just wanted to be another 'flunky'. But whatever. Hope springs eternal that *next* winter I'll be laying on the beaches of the Gulf...

So okay...

Jan. 13th, 2011 05:30 pm
ostarella: (Default)
One step closer to retirement - age-wise, anyway. No longer able to say "I'm almost 56." Hit it dead on today.

Yawn.

My brother went down and got a cake - I shall, no doubt, have it completely devoured before the weekend. And feel suitably guilty and nauseous for having done so.

In other news, have a ton of stuff to get done today (my One Day Off). Have another chapter from JFM's last fanfic to beta - sorry it's taken so long :(  And one for Billy, as well - taken even longer. I am so remiss in these things lately. No excuses. Just haven't had my mind on writing. Too damn cold for that.

Saw an old friend of mine the other night at work - the jack of all trades who buys any mechanical junk he can get cheap and rebuilds it - just for the fun of it. He's going to keep an eye out for an old bus, RV, whatever. I just cannot see me going through another winter up here. If I have to ask for a transfer via work to the southern states next winter, I'll do it. I'm just so tired of being cold all the time.

Got Fang one of those laser toys the other day - she was scared of it at first. Not so Petey. He still chases the damn thing around the floor. Fang has gotten the hang of it as well now, so we (my brother and I) put them both through their paces at regular intervals.

So okay. That's it for now. Thought I better put something out here or people might think I'd fallen off the face of the earth. (Well, except for a couple forums where I continue to resist the PC mode... EG)

So okay...

Jan. 13th, 2011 05:30 pm
ostarella: (Default)
One step closer to retirement - age-wise, anyway. No longer able to say "I'm almost 56." Hit it dead on today.

Yawn.

My brother went down and got a cake - I shall, no doubt, have it completely devoured before the weekend. And feel suitably guilty and nauseous for having done so.

In other news, have a ton of stuff to get done today (my One Day Off). Have another chapter from JFM's last fanfic to beta - sorry it's taken so long :(  And one for Billy, as well - taken even longer. I am so remiss in these things lately. No excuses. Just haven't had my mind on writing. Too damn cold for that.

Saw an old friend of mine the other night at work - the jack of all trades who buys any mechanical junk he can get cheap and rebuilds it - just for the fun of it. He's going to keep an eye out for an old bus, RV, whatever. I just cannot see me going through another winter up here. If I have to ask for a transfer via work to the southern states next winter, I'll do it. I'm just so tired of being cold all the time.

Got Fang one of those laser toys the other day - she was scared of it at first. Not so Petey. He still chases the damn thing around the floor. Fang has gotten the hang of it as well now, so we (my brother and I) put them both through their paces at regular intervals.

So okay. That's it for now. Thought I better put something out here or people might think I'd fallen off the face of the earth. (Well, except for a couple forums where I continue to resist the PC mode... EG)
ostarella: (kill)
14 inches of snow overnight, drifting in winds of 30-35 mph, gusts up to 45 mph (ie, blizzard). Today it's gone down to 20-25 mph. Actually had thunder and lightning last night, too.

My brother's finishing up a path where the sidewalks usually are (may have blown away overnight - not sure yet). We got the driveway dug out so we can get the car in and out of the barn, and dug a path from the house to the barn, and an area cleared so Petey can pee without freezing his dick off in the snow... I'll be working on clearing some more again tomorrow and Tuesday but my brother has to be up in the Cities for lawyering stuff.

Have I mentioned I hate winters?
ostarella: (kill)
14 inches of snow overnight, drifting in winds of 30-35 mph, gusts up to 45 mph (ie, blizzard). Today it's gone down to 20-25 mph. Actually had thunder and lightning last night, too.

My brother's finishing up a path where the sidewalks usually are (may have blown away overnight - not sure yet). We got the driveway dug out so we can get the car in and out of the barn, and dug a path from the house to the barn, and an area cleared so Petey can pee without freezing his dick off in the snow... I'll be working on clearing some more again tomorrow and Tuesday but my brother has to be up in the Cities for lawyering stuff.

Have I mentioned I hate winters?
ostarella: (Arrgh)
Had a freeze warning Saturday night and drove home looking at frost so thick it was like the first snowfall. My knees have been bothering me a bit more and today I've been putting Icy Hot on my knuckles just so I can type. Shouldn't be this stiff this early in the year - it's looking like a loooong winter already...
ostarella: (Arrgh)
Had a freeze warning Saturday night and drove home looking at frost so thick it was like the first snowfall. My knees have been bothering me a bit more and today I've been putting Icy Hot on my knuckles just so I can type. Shouldn't be this stiff this early in the year - it's looking like a loooong winter already...
ostarella: (worry)
I got three more pages written on my contest story, and some notes for a couple holiday shorts that are "due"; nothing today on Covenant, but...

But I have to figure out some way of concentrating for longer periods of time. I have taken the adage "Write 15 minutes every day" to new heights - because I write for 15-20 minutes and then all thoughts disappear in a fog and I'm off and wandering about the house or the internet or just mindlessly sitting. And then an hour or so later, BANG! I have to start writing because it's just suddenly there waiting to hit the 'paper'.

It's really starting to bug me. I've always had a short attention span but it seems like it just gets worse all the time. Or my reaction to it is. The more I try to force myself to stay focused, the more jittery and blank-minded I go. I mean, it seems to be "working" - these short frenzied periods of productivity - but it does nothing for my peace of mind. I'm hoping it's just another symptom of cabin fever and once I'm more mobile vis a vis the weather, I'll be able to settle down with more determination. At least once it's nice out, I can grab a notebook and pen and go out in the garden to write.

So maybe that's it - now that it's warming up, what miniscule bit of patience with winter that I had has just flown out the coop. Gawd...
ostarella: (worry)
I got three more pages written on my contest story, and some notes for a couple holiday shorts that are "due"; nothing today on Covenant, but...

But I have to figure out some way of concentrating for longer periods of time. I have taken the adage "Write 15 minutes every day" to new heights - because I write for 15-20 minutes and then all thoughts disappear in a fog and I'm off and wandering about the house or the internet or just mindlessly sitting. And then an hour or so later, BANG! I have to start writing because it's just suddenly there waiting to hit the 'paper'.

It's really starting to bug me. I've always had a short attention span but it seems like it just gets worse all the time. Or my reaction to it is. The more I try to force myself to stay focused, the more jittery and blank-minded I go. I mean, it seems to be "working" - these short frenzied periods of productivity - but it does nothing for my peace of mind. I'm hoping it's just another symptom of cabin fever and once I'm more mobile vis a vis the weather, I'll be able to settle down with more determination. At least once it's nice out, I can grab a notebook and pen and go out in the garden to write.

So maybe that's it - now that it's warming up, what miniscule bit of patience with winter that I had has just flown out the coop. Gawd...
ostarella: (Default)


When looking at the sidewalks, please bear in mind they were totally clear the day before yesterday - and then yesterday we got snow and wind. That stick by the sapling (SE View) is just under four feet high, so you can see how much snow we've got left - yeah, some has melted). High temp today is supposed to be 2F - yes, TWO degrees F. So those sidewalks are going to stay filled in for a couple days...
ostarella: (Default)


When looking at the sidewalks, please bear in mind they were totally clear the day before yesterday - and then yesterday we got snow and wind. That stick by the sapling (SE View) is just under four feet high, so you can see how much snow we've got left - yeah, some has melted). High temp today is supposed to be 2F - yes, TWO degrees F. So those sidewalks are going to stay filled in for a couple days...
ostarella: (Smiles)
Went out and did some shoveling - it wasn't as bad as I expected. The snow was dry, versus the wet kind, so it was very easy to shovel, even in the areas where I couldn't use my electric shovel. Even the "hard pack" from the plows wasn't too bad. I was out for not quite 2 hours, got the path shoveled from the front door to the road, and around to the back door (including an area for the dogs, which is a relief to them LOL). Then I walked down to the store and got my smokes - and after all that, only a few little thumps from the heart, so... I'm feeling GOOD! :D

Tomorrow and Sunday are supposed to be even warmer (almost hitting the freezing mark on Sunday) so I'm going to try and get the rest of the sidewalk out front done (about 100 feet) and get my truck dug out so I can make a trip up to the city and lay in some more provisions for the next big storm, whenever that comes.

So now I have the rest of the day to either continue my productivity or just be lazy. But considering all I have left to do in the house, and job hunting, and writing stuff - probably going for more productivity.

After a slow cigar and a hot cup of coffee... :D
ostarella: (Smiles)
Went out and did some shoveling - it wasn't as bad as I expected. The snow was dry, versus the wet kind, so it was very easy to shovel, even in the areas where I couldn't use my electric shovel. Even the "hard pack" from the plows wasn't too bad. I was out for not quite 2 hours, got the path shoveled from the front door to the road, and around to the back door (including an area for the dogs, which is a relief to them LOL). Then I walked down to the store and got my smokes - and after all that, only a few little thumps from the heart, so... I'm feeling GOOD! :D

Tomorrow and Sunday are supposed to be even warmer (almost hitting the freezing mark on Sunday) so I'm going to try and get the rest of the sidewalk out front done (about 100 feet) and get my truck dug out so I can make a trip up to the city and lay in some more provisions for the next big storm, whenever that comes.

So now I have the rest of the day to either continue my productivity or just be lazy. But considering all I have left to do in the house, and job hunting, and writing stuff - probably going for more productivity.

After a slow cigar and a hot cup of coffee... :D
ostarella: (kill)
I've been debating all morning whether to try shoveling out today or wait until tomorrow. High today is only supposed to be 5 degrees F, tomorrow up to a whopping 15. I don't really need to go anywhere - well, unless I get so stressed out trying to decide if I should shovel that I smoke extra heavy. But I've already missed today's mail delivery (if I even had any mail to be delivered) and I have food enough in the house, sooo...

I'm not being lazy, honest! But we got about a foot of snow, which blew into drifts, and then the snowplows came through, so I've got a 10 foot long section of sidewalk that's packed snow... and it's only 5 degrees. I was having some heart problems when I was working outside at 25 degrees, so yeah... not leaping toward that possible adventure. And I never thaw out, either. I won't warm up now until sometime in May...

And so yeah... in a very bitchy mood today.

I hate winter.
ostarella: (kill)
I've been debating all morning whether to try shoveling out today or wait until tomorrow. High today is only supposed to be 5 degrees F, tomorrow up to a whopping 15. I don't really need to go anywhere - well, unless I get so stressed out trying to decide if I should shovel that I smoke extra heavy. But I've already missed today's mail delivery (if I even had any mail to be delivered) and I have food enough in the house, sooo...

I'm not being lazy, honest! But we got about a foot of snow, which blew into drifts, and then the snowplows came through, so I've got a 10 foot long section of sidewalk that's packed snow... and it's only 5 degrees. I was having some heart problems when I was working outside at 25 degrees, so yeah... not leaping toward that possible adventure. And I never thaw out, either. I won't warm up now until sometime in May...

And so yeah... in a very bitchy mood today.

I hate winter.
ostarella: (Tired)
I spent more time out in the yard this weekend, taking advantage of a few last, unexpected days of relative warmth to finish preparing the yard and outbuildings for the oncoming winter. As the last remnants of leaves are cleaned up and the summer's equipment cleaned and stored away, the yard is looking neat and tidy - and barren. I look around now and see all that lay hidden in the summer flowers - the gardens that need defining, the stumps that need removing, shrubs whose branches need trimming. Items added to the winter To-Do list, more added to next year's spring and summer chores. It gives me a sense of satisfaction to see the yard tidy, though. At the same time, I'm starting to look forward to the snow. Bleak and boring as the flat Midwestern landscape is during the winter, there is nothing worse than that same landscape sans snow. It doesn't seem natural. Even more barren, if that's possible. And then we face the dichotomy of hopeless fantasy that spring is not so far off and the dire expectation of waking to the Mother of All Blizzards. So I hope for snow soon, so the fantasy is laid to rest, and I can move into the cocoon of a normal Minnesota winter. At least then I can trek outside to clear the walks and drive and feed the birds and squirrels, proud of that hearty Norwegian heritage that allows me to feel invigorated through the freezing cold.

And hope, yet again, that next year I'll be parking this Norwegian ass on the beaches of the Gulf...
ostarella: (Tired)
I spent more time out in the yard this weekend, taking advantage of a few last, unexpected days of relative warmth to finish preparing the yard and outbuildings for the oncoming winter. As the last remnants of leaves are cleaned up and the summer's equipment cleaned and stored away, the yard is looking neat and tidy - and barren. I look around now and see all that lay hidden in the summer flowers - the gardens that need defining, the stumps that need removing, shrubs whose branches need trimming. Items added to the winter To-Do list, more added to next year's spring and summer chores. It gives me a sense of satisfaction to see the yard tidy, though. At the same time, I'm starting to look forward to the snow. Bleak and boring as the flat Midwestern landscape is during the winter, there is nothing worse than that same landscape sans snow. It doesn't seem natural. Even more barren, if that's possible. And then we face the dichotomy of hopeless fantasy that spring is not so far off and the dire expectation of waking to the Mother of All Blizzards. So I hope for snow soon, so the fantasy is laid to rest, and I can move into the cocoon of a normal Minnesota winter. At least then I can trek outside to clear the walks and drive and feed the birds and squirrels, proud of that hearty Norwegian heritage that allows me to feel invigorated through the freezing cold.

And hope, yet again, that next year I'll be parking this Norwegian ass on the beaches of the Gulf...
ostarella: (Why me)
Today was supposed to be a productive day working outside.

That's about as far as it got.

Started out with a few things to get taken care of online first. Which would have been okay if I hadn't overslept.  Once I got that stuff done, I went out to start the chores by filling the bird feeders - only to discover I was totally out of sunflower seeds. So that meant a trip to town, and picking up a few other things that I needed - after taking time to make sure I had a list of all those "few things" that I needed. Got back, filled the feeders, then remembered I had to make a couple phone calls regarding our tiller - and then wait for people to call me back.

In the meantime, it was getting hotter than hell. Relative to the season and recent weather, anyway. So by the time I went out to start raking and cleaning out the gardens, my still thick winter blood just didn't want to deal with the heat. Plus still being a bit out of shape from the months of little or not activity. So came back in, decided to clean up the house until it cooled off a little outside.

Merrily bustling around the kitchen when this loud - as in, VERY LOUD - buzz raced past my ear. Looked around - HUGE bumble bee bopping around the kitchen. Huge as in good inch and a half.  And not happy. Now, bumble bees are not known for their benevolent attitude anyway - being trapped in a room does nothing to improve that. And he definitely considered me the cause of all his problems.

I have a pathological fear of spiders - my fear of bees is more practical. I've been stung twice in my life and the resulting swelling, pain, stiffness and overall "I'm going to puke my guts out" feeling is not one I wish to relive. So I let him chase me into the bathroom, where I locked him in long enough to get the bug spray. (Yes, chemical-free life nothwithstanding, there's a matter of pure survival instinct - so I do have bug spray. Potent bug spray.) And I spent the next 15 minutes alternating between chasing and being chased.

But I won. :D

So, now my heart is doing it's wonderful little I'm-stressed-out-you-idiot! thumping  and I'm sitting here thinking, I don't give a damn if the gardens ever get cleaned out.

But since we're due for thunderstorms for the next few days, I guess I'll have to get off my ass and work this evening.

But all in all - I'd rather deal with heat and bumblebees than snow and cold. Any day.

ostarella: (Why me)
Today was supposed to be a productive day working outside.

That's about as far as it got.

Started out with a few things to get taken care of online first. Which would have been okay if I hadn't overslept.  Once I got that stuff done, I went out to start the chores by filling the bird feeders - only to discover I was totally out of sunflower seeds. So that meant a trip to town, and picking up a few other things that I needed - after taking time to make sure I had a list of all those "few things" that I needed. Got back, filled the feeders, then remembered I had to make a couple phone calls regarding our tiller - and then wait for people to call me back.

In the meantime, it was getting hotter than hell. Relative to the season and recent weather, anyway. So by the time I went out to start raking and cleaning out the gardens, my still thick winter blood just didn't want to deal with the heat. Plus still being a bit out of shape from the months of little or not activity. So came back in, decided to clean up the house until it cooled off a little outside.

Merrily bustling around the kitchen when this loud - as in, VERY LOUD - buzz raced past my ear. Looked around - HUGE bumble bee bopping around the kitchen. Huge as in good inch and a half.  And not happy. Now, bumble bees are not known for their benevolent attitude anyway - being trapped in a room does nothing to improve that. And he definitely considered me the cause of all his problems.

I have a pathological fear of spiders - my fear of bees is more practical. I've been stung twice in my life and the resulting swelling, pain, stiffness and overall "I'm going to puke my guts out" feeling is not one I wish to relive. So I let him chase me into the bathroom, where I locked him in long enough to get the bug spray. (Yes, chemical-free life nothwithstanding, there's a matter of pure survival instinct - so I do have bug spray. Potent bug spray.) And I spent the next 15 minutes alternating between chasing and being chased.

But I won. :D

So, now my heart is doing it's wonderful little I'm-stressed-out-you-idiot! thumping  and I'm sitting here thinking, I don't give a damn if the gardens ever get cleaned out.

But since we're due for thunderstorms for the next few days, I guess I'll have to get off my ass and work this evening.

But all in all - I'd rather deal with heat and bumblebees than snow and cold. Any day.

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