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walkingshadow ([personal profile] walkingshadow) wrote2010-12-29 11:22 pm

every day is your birthday

a. Thank you so much for the lovely holiday card, [personal profile] talitha78!

b. I am cleared to move in to the new place! Oh my god, it's actually happening. I was so sure something was going to fuck it all up, but it's happening! And they actually sound pleased to have me! I'm going to pack up as much as I can so we can move some of it in this Friday, and then the rest of it hopefully by next weekend. Exciting, yet terrifying, yet exciting!

c. My laptop is still completely unresponsive, but my brother thinks it might still need to dry out, and counsels patience. I have left it languishing in a heap of dessicant pellets.

d. Speaking of dessication, I have finally gone out and bought gloves to wear to bed, because my hands are so badly chapped they're cracking and bleeding, which is not only a) painful, and b) immensely unattractive, but c) an engraved invitation to infection. I try to hydrate (which I find so much harder to do in the winter; in the summer when I'm sweating buckets every day I have no trouble downing glass after glass of water) and I try to keep moisturized, but I end up washing my hands a thousand times a day, even when I'm not looking after the toddler and the three dogs. So I'm giving the moisture lock gloves a chance. Anyone have any experience wearing them to bed? Or any other suggestions? Lotion recommendations?

When my parents were here last week, my dad caught sight of my red knuckles and pointed them out to my mom, wondering if I had maybe gotten them from a punching bag? Agreed: belonging to a fight club would be so much more interesting than chronically dry skin.

e. [livejournal.com profile] silentfire got me an iPod Shuffle! It's so wee and shiny and easily clipped on to my person, it's almost enough to make me sorry that lately my employers have been lending me their car for my commute, and I haven't been spending two hours a day (or more!) either riding on or waiting for public transportation. ALMOST. It is currently full up with music and Jim Gaffigan's stand-up and the latest Wait, Wait . . . Don't Tell Me! pocast. Walking will be fun again! Oh my goodness, I don't even know what to name it. Ri, you already know how much I love you, but iluuuu!

f. All I have to do is a hundred loads of laundry, and all I want to do is roll around in the Yuletide archive. Repeat, with minimal variations, for the story of my life.

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