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08 October 2012 @ 01:16 am
Blood, sweat, & tears... and mold, just for fun  
So, I had plans for this weekend, but they were derailed when my mom contacted me mid-week for help moving my grandparents, who need to be out of their condo ASAP but who are nowhere near packed. This would have been something I was entirely willing to do except 1) I had plans and 2) thinking I had a quiet, relaxing weekend at home, I scheduled my period for this weekend (hurray for the wonders of science). I get terrible menstrual migranes and cramps and so I try to pick low-physical exertion weekends for them to occur. So, I juggled my schedule, drugged up on ibuprofen as much as was possible and... yup... still woke up Saturday with a migraine. Suck. I foolishly tried to suck it up and get on with my day and drive to Milwaukee. However, after the second time I had to stop to be sick, I laid my seat back and took a nap before proceeding, which made me late, but at that point it was necessary.

The packing itself was the predicatble horror. My grandparents have Way Too Much Stuff, including a lot of things that have been boxed up for one or two moves. Add in the extra excitement of mold on boxes and furniture, my grandma being emotional, my grandpa being anxious, and the presence of my aunt from Montana who is a worst-case know-it-all (who really is clueless about a surprising range of topics) and I had a really special weekend. :/ We got the basement repacked into non-moldy boxes, the moldy furniture bleached, and everything to the garage, to a new home, to St Vinnies, or to the dump, as appropriate. I did not go to the gym this weekend. I do not feel guilty about this. All my joints hate me and my muscles have similarly filed complaints against management. 

Back in Madison, I had a lovely dinner withwhymc. As usual, we had a good talk and this time it was he who had to forgive an elderly-relative-related haze. He poked some holes in some of my "brilliant" plans and, while it was pleasant, I was so tired and sad afterward. Dinner, and then a shower, produced an unintended nap, which was probably good for me, and then it was time for General Meeting. That went smoothly and pretty quickly and was followed by a nice chat and some Scotch with goldfrog. I don't get to hang out with her nearly enough and certainly not often enough without short people around. (Not that I don't like short people - they just distract from adult conversation with the constant attempts to destroy themselves or demands to be fed/watered/changed.) Eventually, she left and I took out the trash, including bags and bags from my grandmother's house.

I was feeling pretty good about where things were at, which I suppose was a mistake. I logged on to my email to try to make some plans for my upcoming trip to find that the India rail website STILL won't let me register, despite being issued new one time passwords (for serious, I have been working on this for two weeks) and, more importantly, one travel agency is saying they did not receive my payment (despite the confirmation I got of the payment being processed) and so canceled the tour I was most looking forward to taking. I am frantically trying to salvage the situation, but right now, discouraged does not even start to cover it.

Bed, I suppose. Tomorrow is work and that is unlikely to be any easier than it has in recent weeks, even if I don't wake up with a migraine. Joy.
 
 
Current Mood: distresseddistressed
 
 
 
Albredaalbreda on October 8th, 2012 12:04 pm (UTC)
Ugh. That all sounds very frustrating and tedious. I hope today starts sans migraine for you, at the very least. Hugs!
Roxelanaroxelana on October 8th, 2012 04:55 pm (UTC)
I hate it when life doubles/triples up on the horrible stuff - may it pass quickly...