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I am not well.

I’m pretty sure that I’m actually sick. I’m not sure if it’s an "I’ve Picked Up a Bug At The Office" kind of sick, or an "I’m So Stressed Out And Miserable Right Now That I’m Sick From The Stress" kind of sick. I can’t tell, and I’m not sure that it really matters because there’s just not much I can do about either thing. If it’s a bug, I really don’t want to be taking much anyway, so I just have to wait it out. If it’s the stress, unfortunately there isn’t anything I can do about the people and situations that are causing it, so I just have to get used to it. Either situation has a solution of "suck it up."

Which stinks. I’m exhausted, my stomach is tied up in knots, my back is tied up in knots, my eyes burn, and I feel like garbage. In a perfect world, someone would now take care of me the way I try to take care of everyone else when they’re sick. Unfortunately, it’s not a perfect world, so that won't be happening.

What I want more than anything right now is to manage somehow to crawl through today, go home, and go straight to bed. Unfortunately, that’s not an option. We’ve got a very large (for us) couch being delivered sometime on Wednesday, which means two things: 1) there needs to be a space for it to land, and 2) there needs to be a clear path for it to get to that landing space.

On Saturday I broke down my flat files that are in the library and moved the desk from the living room to the space where they were. Mind you, they’re still in the library in the middle of the floor because I didn’t feel like I could get them down to the basement by myself without hurting myself. I also broke down the cabinet with the computer and stationary supplies. The hutch portion is currently in the kitchen next to the woodstove, and the files portion has been rotated onto a different wall. It’s actually a pretty good place for the phone and the answering machine to sit. This will make room for the existing loveseat to move to where the desk was, thereby making room for the new couch. If I can replace the seat foam and find a nice neutral colored throw to toss over the loveseat I think we’ll keep it in the room for extra seating, at least for now.

So tonight and tomorrow I need to:

* Box up and move the computer supplies that came out of the hutch. They’re currently in piles on the living room hearth.
* Clear out/put away the random pile of filing that’s underfoot on the floor in the corner.
* Clear off the existing end table and move the stuff that’s around it. It will probably have to move at least somewhat.
* Remove the cube that is currently storing blank videotapes, as well as the box of audio tapes, neither of which I know what to do with. Which is why they’ve been sitting in that corner for a year.
* Remove assorted computer components from the chair to the library.
* Remove the papasan chair entirely. I think it’s going to end up in the spare bedroom for now. It breaks my heart, because I love that chair, but we may not have any place for it anymore. Regardless, we’ll need to keep the ottoman. Nishka would be very disturbed if we got rid of her throne.
* Clear debris off of the dining table so that...
* Once the dining table is clear, fold up the leaf and move it as far back into the dining room as possible to clear path.
* Move hutch component to basement to clear path.
* Shove pile of bathroom renovation materials away from living room/kitchen archway.
* Move CD holder out of hallway – probably into library.
* Move bookcase out of hallway – probably into dining room. It’s too heavy to go far.
* Clear off my half of coffee table so that it won’t go everywhere when the table moves.
* Vacuum.

I’ll probably take the picture down out of the hallway too, just in case. Our formal front door is the widest door into the house, so that’s the door that everything comes through (the fridge was exciting.) In this case, the living room is immediately to the left, but that would involve a 90° turn immediately after coming through the door. Maybe that’ll work, but it’s tight so I’m not going to plan on it. What will involve more carrying, but will probably be easier is if they come in the door and do a jug-handle turn through the downstairs – straight up the tiny hall, into and through the dining room, left into and through the kitchen and then left into the living room. That gives them lots more room to turn it if it can’t go through the first archway on end. I figure I’ll clear out both pathways and the guys who are actually doing the heavy lifting can decide what they want to do. They’re already going to be bummed when they see that they have to carry it up the driveway.

I don’t want to be here. I feel exhausted and sick and fragile and I want to go home.

This whine has been brought to you by the letter "K."


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May. 5th, 2008 02:46 pm (UTC)
Sorry to hear that you're not feeling well. Sounds like you should go home.
May. 5th, 2008 03:55 pm (UTC)
I'd love to, but it's not really an option. Instead, I'll whine. On some weird mental level it helps.
May. 5th, 2008 03:40 pm (UTC)
The letter K wants to give you the day off and give you a matched set of good-looking movers for you to order around as you deem fit.
May. 5th, 2008 03:56 pm (UTC)
Now *there's* a thought. My boss actually hired movers to move a bathtub from her downstairs to her upstairs. It had never occurred to me before that you could DO that, but it makes great sense. I'm keeping it in mind for the future...
May. 5th, 2008 04:05 pm (UTC)
:) Glad I could help inspire. Just because you're not leaving for a new home doesn't mean you couldn't hire a bunch of big strapping guys to do the dirty work and save a lot of agony on your back, arms, hands, etc, if you have the means to do so.
May. 5th, 2008 04:16 pm (UTC)
Most of what I've got to shuffle around falls into the category of random "stuff," so I'm mostly stuck. The "means" are also a leeettttllle tight right now. But it's always a good idea.

Luckily we've got wood floors, so nothing has to be picked up and moved - everything can slide. I'm an *expert* at successfully moving furniture that's really too big for me to move.
May. 5th, 2008 06:33 pm (UTC)
For some reason or another, I have images of those little scooters from elementary school - the ones with the rotating caster wheels on each corner of the board - stuck in my head.

And of large objects gliding across rooms, in a bizarre ice-skating kind of way.

I need to switch to decaf...
May. 5th, 2008 08:02 pm (UTC)
I had completely forgotten about those - those were absolutely the *coolest* things. It was great when it was raining or winter and they'd break those out and let us go whizzing around the gym floor crashing into people.

Why do I suspect that schools don't do that any more?

It's not the coffee dear - when I'm involved, large objects DO glide around the rooms - it involves the creative use of cardboard.
May. 7th, 2008 02:15 pm (UTC)
:) Way back when, we used to use those in grade school for the obstacle courses, and some pretty creative limbo-ing. I have a feeling the old obstacle course for gym classes has also gone the way of the dodo, due to insurance and the occasional lets-sue-everyone parent. :/

Considering the amount of things now deemed unsafe for kids to do, it's a wonder that half of us are still sane or alive these days...

Creative use of cardboard... Sounds like that commercial that delineates between a cardboard box and a dance floor. :)
May. 5th, 2008 03:43 pm (UTC)
Uh oh...I hope you're taking care of yourself kiddo. :-( If you're feeling sick now, either something is wrong (forget I said that...just forget it) or you really ARE sick 'cause it's way too late for morning sickness. You should definitely talk to your doc though. Fever of any kind or the flu in the second trimester is bad news...ok? Don't mean to be a worrywart but you really should be feeling great right now.

& DON'T DO any of that stuff you listed. Make Bob do it. That's what he's there for. He is your personal sherpa for the duration of the pregnancy. Seriously.
May. 5th, 2008 04:11 pm (UTC)
I don't think that anything is capital-W "wrong." I'm just worn down, I think. The doctor said last time that I may start feeling great, or I may be worn and exhausted all the way through. Everyone is different. So far I still feel like someone ran me over with a truck (although a smaller truck.) I'd be worried, but I already talked to the doc about it. I just don't *get* fevers, so if I did I'd be heading for the doctor anyhow.

"& DON'T DO any of that stuff you listed"

Except I need it done in time for "Wednesday-the-day-after-tomorrow." Not "Wednesday-someday." The only thing in there that might be problematic is moving the damn bookcase (and maybe the hutch to the basement,) and I'll play that by ear.

"That's what he's there for. He is your personal sherpa for the duration of the pregnancy. Seriously."

Hmm. Yeah - I'll let the two of you chat about that.
May. 5th, 2008 06:42 pm (UTC)
"Hmm. Yeah - I'll let the two of you chat about that."

Heh! Oh yeah...I forgot I have one of those reluctant sherpas of my own, & I know how they can be.

*hug* Feel better. Your friend is right; you should hire some guys to help you out. Make sure to ask for cute ones. Revenge is sweetest when served with a double helping of great pecs.
May. 5th, 2008 06:58 pm (UTC)
If you need to call and whine AT someone, feel free. You have my cell number, or just call the hospital and ask for the library.
May. 5th, 2008 08:03 pm (UTC)
Thanks - I'll restrain myself. When I whine electronically I get it out of my system. When I whine first person, I just get wound up.
May. 6th, 2008 01:48 pm (UTC)
Do you want me to come up? I'll do whatever you assign me. V's been in daddys-little-girl mode the last week so I can go out as soon as daddy himself gets home from work around 6:30.

I've had a a cold but I'm improving so I shouldn't give it to anyone...and I'm willing to risk getting whatever you may have.
I'll even bring up a bottle of Martinellis so we can indulge in something silly as a celebration when it's done.

Let me know if you want, I'd just have to let Rob know.
May. 6th, 2008 01:53 pm (UTC)
And before you say you dont' want anyone else to have to deal with all that stuff...remember all the stuff you helped me with.

Plus I can bring up a couple wheeled things I got for plants -- they work great as castor gizmos.

You love your papasan ... try it in pipsqueak's room... if mama's comfie, that makes it a great nursing chair.
May. 7th, 2008 12:56 pm (UTC)
That only works if we get rid of the bed that's already in there, and I'm not 100% sure that it might not have to go anyway. So far everyone has given me feedback to the tune of "Oh my God, leave the bed if you can! That would have been so wonderful!" So if I can, the twin bed stays. And given a choice of getting rid of a superfluous chair or a twin bed - I'll lose the chair.

Only so many square feet to work with - decisions must be made. I refuse to live in clutter for the rest of my life, and we're off to a darn good start.
May. 7th, 2008 07:08 pm (UTC)
Bed trumps chair.

Obviously it's been too long since I have shown my face Chez Eloise...I didn't know the layout!
May. 6th, 2008 02:22 pm (UTC)
Oh fnerd... himself just emailed me saying that the S*** is hitting the fan at work and he'll be there until the cows come home or hell freezes over, whichever is later.

I'd better rescind the offer... there'd be a net loss in productivity if I came up with a toddler in tow!
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