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I'm finally getting some stuff done! Last night I got tired of feeling like I was "wasting my time" (that's my pejorative phrase for "relaxing") and I wrote out a big list of stuff I wanted to work on. At the top I wrote in large letters PICK ONE.
I must not be quite so desperate to unwind any more, because this morning I made a schedule and followed it. 845-915 morning pages, 915-940 clean the fridge, 940-950 fold and pin the sleeve hem on the shirt that's been a UFO* since 2004, that sort of thing. I fixed the kitchen cabinet door under the sink because it had fallen off its hinge again. (I swear I ought to put some Super Glue on that one screw.) Did a load of dishes. Purged dusty ancient history from the snack cabinet. Phoned my parents about a potential visit. Cleaned up what the cat did.
Ran into a big roadblock when trying to fix the sewing cabinet doors. Either the hinge adjustment screws are fused in place or I'm badly confused about how they should work. Grr. So I get this LJ break.
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* Unfinished object. Recently a fabric shop clerk introduced me to the term DES: didn't even start. Ouch! I have waaaaay too many of those.
I must not be quite so desperate to unwind any more, because this morning I made a schedule and followed it. 845-915 morning pages, 915-940 clean the fridge, 940-950 fold and pin the sleeve hem on the shirt that's been a UFO* since 2004, that sort of thing. I fixed the kitchen cabinet door under the sink because it had fallen off its hinge again. (I swear I ought to put some Super Glue on that one screw.) Did a load of dishes. Purged dusty ancient history from the snack cabinet. Phoned my parents about a potential visit. Cleaned up what the cat did.
Ran into a big roadblock when trying to fix the sewing cabinet doors. Either the hinge adjustment screws are fused in place or I'm badly confused about how they should work. Grr. So I get this LJ break.
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* Unfinished object. Recently a fabric shop clerk introduced me to the term DES: didn't even start. Ouch! I have waaaaay too many of those.
