April 27th, 2010

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Day… 10, I think?

Last night was barony meeting, but I’m going to count it as progress because a lot of things found homes. I took a trunk full of stuff and hardly brought anything back. I’m going to count that as my time for the evening. That being said, I’m not going to hold stuff waiting for the next barony meeting, but will continue to box stuff up for the Salvation Army.

Charlotte did reasonably well last night – I brought a couple of books that she hasn’t seen before, and she was mostly pretty good. It’s tough – meeting runs until 9:00, which is past her bedtime, but a lot of the time we don’t get to the real business until the very end. Unfortunately, instead of getting sleepy and slowing down when she’s tired, she gets manic. And loud. Bob took her out of the room last night when she got a little disruptive, so next month it should be my turn. I want to make sure that people don’t dread us showing up because of her. They may dread us showing up because of me, but that’s a separate matter.

Every so often I toy with the idea of taking the seneschalate just so that I can run the meetings with an agenda and a clock. Luckily I already know that I’d do a terrible job, so I’ll spare the barony that indignity.

I don’t know if there is going to be archery practice tonight or not – it’s all going to depend on how hard it’s raining at 5:30. Either way I need to address some basement things in advance of tomorrow’s trash pickup. As does Bob, but all I can do is keep reminding him.

 

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In other news, Northeastern Chimney is at the house to sweep the three wood-burning flues. That’ll probably be about $400. The two fireplaces probably don’t need sweeping from a safety standpoint, because we don’t use them that often. The woodstove flue on the other hand is likely a chimney fire waiting to happen. In the past that flue has generally been in good shape (relatively speaking) – we burn hardwood and run it hot. But I can feel that there is a substantial creosote buildup around the damper. I feel bad that they have such awful weather to have to be up on the roof. But I suppose that’s part of the job. They’re great folks – prompt, professional, thorough, and polite. What else can you really ask for? I guess I’m glad that the sweep the previous owners used were such asshats about things, or I might not have found the outfit we’re using now.

I need to pick up the pace again if we’re going to be “done” by May 9.


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The kind of day it is...

This picture is taken from just outside my cubicle.  That is the back of my head.



It was knocking on my window.

EDIT: The damn birds are stalking me.  When I went out at lunch to run errands, it was standing right outside the front door on the concrete waiting for me.  One of my co-workers thinks that the geese have figured out that legal is alone in the building, and they're going to pick us off one by one...