Friday, April 21, 2006

Friday, April 21, 2006
Waning Moon
Jupiter Retrograde
Cloudy and cooler

Today’s Circadian Poem: “Town Without Pretty” by Pisces Iscariot.

The weather report swears it won’t rain today; however, since I’m going to be wandering the Village early in the day, I better take an umbrella.

If meteorologists were only paid when they were right, maybe they’d be right a little more often.

Finally decided on an article from yesterday’s paper for the writing exercise. It’s a bigger article than I’d ordinarily use for something like this, but it pissed me off royally, and I think I can do something with it. It’s about idiot 20-somethings calling their doorman to change a light bulb. If you can’t change your own light bulb, dumbass, you deserve to sit in the dark. I mean, come on! This is a case of spoiled child entitlement. “I never paid attention when my mom showed me how to do this,” the kid whines, “because I knew if I didn’t bother to do it, someone else would.”

This is why, when someone does not do his/her share of the housework, chores, whatever, I don’t do it. I’ll leave their mess for three or four months. You’re too damn lazy to put the clothes in the hamper? You have to put them on the floor next to the hamper? Guess what? They’ll stay right there until they rot. I’ll step over them every day if I have to. I’ll do all the laundry in the hamper. But I’m not picking up after anyone but myself.

Obviously, that doesn’t apply to a toddler, but once a kid is old enough to pick up toys by him or herself, turning “putting the toys to bed” into a fun time sets a precedent sand saves everyone a lot of grief in the long run.

So now I have to figure out the article from today’s paper!

Having trouble with Blogger, which pisses me off, because today’s Circadian Poem is excellent.

I did the South Wall yesterday, pushing hard, and started shoving the furniture back last night. Hopefully the baseboards were dry enough. We’ll see the next time we move it. It seemed dry, and I couldn’t stand the chaos anymore.

I’m rearranging a lot of stuff, and I want to put a lot of stuff away. There’s some purging to be done, but most of the purging has been done. And it’s complete and utter crap that if you haven’t worn something in a year, you should toss it. Classic styles always come back in fashion. I have an original Chanel suit my mother wore in the 1950s. It’s pretty much always in fashion. But I don’t wear it every year. But I’m sure as hell not giving it up!

These “organizational experts” encourage one of the biggest problems we face as a society: making everything disposable. Everything is NOT disposable. Think before you buy; if it no longer fits your life, give it away, sell it, put it up on Freecycle. Or, pack it away and rediscover it a few years later. Shift around the artwork. Rearrange the knick-knacks. Go shopping in your attic.

I’m very excited because I’m going in early and wandering the village with my camera before work. Yes, I have to haul my kit around, which is a pain. (My “kit” is the pack of tools I need for my wardrobe work). But I’m so excited about walking the streets of the West Village, reacquainting myself with some of the geography, taking photographs, and then using it in Celestial Summer.

I have a new flashcard in case I use up my disc, and I just put new batteries in, but I’ll get some more in the Village.

I must avoid Strand Books at all costs, or I’ll never get farther than that. Plus, they just shipped my book, so it should be here in a couple of days.

Got to try to get this up on Blogger, and then move some more stuff around before catching my train.

Wish me a happy day!

Devon

3 Comments:

At 9:23 AM, Blogger Brenda said...

Sounds like a good day ahead...

And teenager's mess, ooh la. I've done both- left dishes undone until things grew in them (they didn't care, it was a stand off), nagged without result (of course), grumbled and done everything (which is what they want). Their rooms eventually get done by them; common space, though, ah (arghh).

But they do know how to change lightbulbs! I suppose when everything's been done for you, you gotta start somewhere...

 
At 9:45 AM, Blogger Lara said...

I hear you on the disposable thing.
Hubby thinks I'm crazy for keeping clothes as long as I do. But you know what? I pulled out a sweater the other day that I haven't worn for five years--and it's back in style again! Go Me.

Hope you have a happy day! :-)

 
At 11:54 AM, Blogger Diana said...

Chanel suit from the 50s?!? Oh, I am going straight to Google images from here; if it's half as glamorous as it sounds... wow!

And the writing exercises sound fun. I'm going to try them. I'm glad that you pointed it out; it's hard to keep up with all of your endeavors. You're my inspiration, Devon, you know it?

 

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