I'm going to start an asphalt company...
Jan. 24th, 2022 10:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mousme ... and I'm going to call it "Good Intentions."
Okay, not really, but I still enjoy that joke a lot. Anyway, today's good intentions fell by the wayside in favour of a nap. I've been extra tired since I started working shifts again right before Christmas (I wasn't officially back on rotation, but I was asked to cover for other people's absences, so I've been de facto back on shift for about a month now, even before I was officially told I was back on shift), and I don't foresee that changing any time soon. What I will need to change is my response to it. I got used to being less tired, so now that I'm going back to baseline levels of borderline exhaustion, I will have to get used to pushing through it all again. It's getting harder as I get older, but I don't have much of a choice if I want to actually get anything done ever again.
I was also tired because Ben decided 5am was a great time to start screaming at me (he either wanted to be fed or let out of the room or both), and of course that awoke Pixie, which meant that I had to get up in a hurry or else face the Puppy Apocalypse. Pixie, unlike Peggy, is not the type to settle herself back down after a few minutes of crying. She barks and shrieks and howls, and then she thoroughly soils her crate because she's got herself so worked up, and then she thrashes around in her own poop for good measure. So rather than put myself through having to bathe the puppy at the ass-crack of dawn I scrambled out of bed to let her outside, and that meant that I was up for the day at 5am instead of 7am the way I'd planned. *sigh* So, yeah. Tired.
I'm strongly considering getting an Instant Pot, despite my reluctance to add another kitchen gadget to my inventory. The issue is mainly one of space in the kitchen (or lack thereof), but now that I'm cooking almost every day for me and KK due to her dietary preferences (I can't do what I used to do, which is make one big meal or two once a week and subsist on leftovers), I feel that it would save me a lot of time and effort to be able to just chuck things in the Instant Pot and not have to worry too much about dinner every single night.
I got two things done today: dishes, and bringing the dogs to training. I decided today that I'm not going to bring them to hunting training until the spring after this, though. When I went to pick them up, it looked like the trainer hadn't gone in all day, and left them without water for the whole day, which is unacceptable in my books. I think that no matter what he says, he's not really ready to take on clients after his big move last October/November, and so I'm going to give him until the beginning of April to get his shit together before I trust him with my dogs again. Even then, he's kind of on notice. You can't just leave dogs all day with no water, and the reason I'm paying him is not so that my dogs stay locked in a kennel all day--I pay him so they'll get training and exercise. I'm not best pleased.
Tonight I have locked Ben out of my bedroom so I can get a full night's sleep. The plan for tomorrow is to bring all the dogs to daycare (not training), then run a bunch of errands, and then if I have time I want to clean and rearrange my bedroom in the hopes of making more space in it. It's a very large room (17' x 12'), but currently it feels quite cramped as it's got my queen-sized bed, my night table, a small glass coffee table that used to be a side table in the living room that I moved when KK moved in, my dresser, a portable a/c unit (for hot summer nights), a small bookcase, both my CD stands, two large dog crates (one for Peggy, one for Pixie), my computer desk and chair, and two lamps, plus a large cardboard box of linens and a couple of plastic recycling bins stacked up by the foot of the bed because I didn't know where else to put them. The plan is to clear out the linens and the recycling bins, and maybe find a different home for the table and rearrange the lamps so they're less in the way. Then I want to turn my desk so it's facing the bed instead of the door in a bid to make the space feel larger even if it technically takes up the same square footage.
I don't know if I can get it all done, but I will at least try to get some, if not most of it done.
Okay, not really, but I still enjoy that joke a lot. Anyway, today's good intentions fell by the wayside in favour of a nap. I've been extra tired since I started working shifts again right before Christmas (I wasn't officially back on rotation, but I was asked to cover for other people's absences, so I've been de facto back on shift for about a month now, even before I was officially told I was back on shift), and I don't foresee that changing any time soon. What I will need to change is my response to it. I got used to being less tired, so now that I'm going back to baseline levels of borderline exhaustion, I will have to get used to pushing through it all again. It's getting harder as I get older, but I don't have much of a choice if I want to actually get anything done ever again.
I was also tired because Ben decided 5am was a great time to start screaming at me (he either wanted to be fed or let out of the room or both), and of course that awoke Pixie, which meant that I had to get up in a hurry or else face the Puppy Apocalypse. Pixie, unlike Peggy, is not the type to settle herself back down after a few minutes of crying. She barks and shrieks and howls, and then she thoroughly soils her crate because she's got herself so worked up, and then she thrashes around in her own poop for good measure. So rather than put myself through having to bathe the puppy at the ass-crack of dawn I scrambled out of bed to let her outside, and that meant that I was up for the day at 5am instead of 7am the way I'd planned. *sigh* So, yeah. Tired.
I'm strongly considering getting an Instant Pot, despite my reluctance to add another kitchen gadget to my inventory. The issue is mainly one of space in the kitchen (or lack thereof), but now that I'm cooking almost every day for me and KK due to her dietary preferences (I can't do what I used to do, which is make one big meal or two once a week and subsist on leftovers), I feel that it would save me a lot of time and effort to be able to just chuck things in the Instant Pot and not have to worry too much about dinner every single night.
I got two things done today: dishes, and bringing the dogs to training. I decided today that I'm not going to bring them to hunting training until the spring after this, though. When I went to pick them up, it looked like the trainer hadn't gone in all day, and left them without water for the whole day, which is unacceptable in my books. I think that no matter what he says, he's not really ready to take on clients after his big move last October/November, and so I'm going to give him until the beginning of April to get his shit together before I trust him with my dogs again. Even then, he's kind of on notice. You can't just leave dogs all day with no water, and the reason I'm paying him is not so that my dogs stay locked in a kennel all day--I pay him so they'll get training and exercise. I'm not best pleased.
Tonight I have locked Ben out of my bedroom so I can get a full night's sleep. The plan for tomorrow is to bring all the dogs to daycare (not training), then run a bunch of errands, and then if I have time I want to clean and rearrange my bedroom in the hopes of making more space in it. It's a very large room (17' x 12'), but currently it feels quite cramped as it's got my queen-sized bed, my night table, a small glass coffee table that used to be a side table in the living room that I moved when KK moved in, my dresser, a portable a/c unit (for hot summer nights), a small bookcase, both my CD stands, two large dog crates (one for Peggy, one for Pixie), my computer desk and chair, and two lamps, plus a large cardboard box of linens and a couple of plastic recycling bins stacked up by the foot of the bed because I didn't know where else to put them. The plan is to clear out the linens and the recycling bins, and maybe find a different home for the table and rearrange the lamps so they're less in the way. Then I want to turn my desk so it's facing the bed instead of the door in a bid to make the space feel larger even if it technically takes up the same square footage.
I don't know if I can get it all done, but I will at least try to get some, if not most of it done.
