Thank heaven for paranoia

[pecunium]

This was lost, but only about 2/5ths of it had to be reconstructed, because I did ctrl c on a large chunk of it, just in case LJ ate it. I ought to have done that again when I spell-checked and previewed, but half a loaf is better than none.

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On the domestic front, we are unpacking. That may take a few more weeks. The landlord/roommate is pretty nice. Much better than the last set-up, with the senior-tenant and the poorly run communal aspects of things. The three of us went shopping at Costco Saturday, reminding Maia and I of the things we need, but haven't had to buy, because some member of whatever house we were sharing had it.

Alexa (the roommate/landlord) being with us meant when we thought of something, we'd be told if it was present. Odd things you'd expect, aren't here (e.g. I opened a can of tuna with my Swiss Army Knife tonight). The snakes are less happy than they might be (we've not got them heated, so they think winter is coming, which it is, but we'd rather not have it coming right now). The mice are in a strange shed outside. It's about 12'x8', has a strange door (5' high and 29" wide) has eaves, and is about nine inches off the ground, on 4x4s with wheels.

On the very up side the dogs can run around. The yard isn't large, and is mostly concrete (with sand... there is no soil here, all around) but it has a decent fence, and the radio fence could actually be set up. This is so much better. For the past year and half they've had to live on chains, because Token will get out, and Oliver will eat (or at least kill) chickens, even if Token would put up with being the only one chained (when taking them for a walk, Token has to be released/leashed first, or the baying is beyond mortal bearing).

Them not being chained up also means I feel better about playing with them... because standing and paying attention to one, and then the other (can't have them too close, lest the chains tangle) and then leaving, made me feel so guilty that a couple of minutes at a time, a couple of times a day was about all I could bear.

When the Lab leaves (our landlord had to start looking for someone to fill the other room the day we came to look at the place. The other tenant is moving back to Ariz.) I can buy Oliver some tennis balls. I'd do it now, but if Barkley (the lab) were to go for one, they'd scuffle, and that wouldn't go well for Barkley... Oliver having split the lip of another Lab, larger than he, the last time someone tried to steal a tennis ball... Barkley is much smaller than Oliver, even if he is at the top of the pecking order, because he gets to come inside).


As for us... well we have almost enough space, if one declines to consider removing what we have in storage to here. a few more bookcases would always be useful, but that's a perennial fact of life.

The kitchen is too small. It's too small for just our stuff (though we probably have more stuff than most. I have three mortar and pestle combinations, and the grinder dedicated to spices, as well as the burr-grinder for coffee... Maia's kitchen aid, the food mill, the cutting boards, the knives... if we have one thing which is going to be under-represented in the wedding registries, kitchen goodies are it). But Alexa is more than willing to make some garage space into a pantry. That's needful because the we don't know what the new housemate will have, and the leaving one has damn all in the cupboards (I don't understand how someone in her mid/late 30s can not cook. I can see where living in Mexico, or someplace without easy access to the means might hire someone to prepare food, but here... with an oven, a gas range and a microwave leaving it to McDonald's, et al seems ... wrong... but that's me, whom akirlu pointed out, when I was barely in my twenties, might have a house with no bed, but would have sharp knives, cheese and good olive oil in the kitchen... my perspective might be skewed)

In the meantime, as the odds and ends are sorted out... orchids in the window, artwork on the walls, housemates and animals sorted out, and in good humor, we can live with this.

Comments

[antiquated-tory.livejournal.com]

but that's me, whom [Unknown LJ tag] pointed out, when I was barely in my twenties, might have a house with no bed, but would have sharp knives, cheese and good olive oil in the kitchen...

Sounds like me! Though I don't quite have your arsenal of mortars and pestles (just a wooden pair, plus one pepper and one cumin-and-coriander grinder). Then, phonemonkey and I live in a small attic flat that can barely accomodate our (thankfully small) cat and ourselves. Well, it keeps us from buying things. But I'm all about the cheese and olive oil. Either or both of which items tend to be in my luggage whenever I'm coming back from holiday, depending on where I've been to (not that there isn't cheese or olive oil in Prague, but if I find myself in Spain or the Netherlands...). One thing that can assuage any worries phonemonkey's parents might have that I wouldn't want to bring her for visits often enough--there's a farm down the road from them that makes cheddar. Real Devon cheddar...mmm. Can even get unpasturized. *now wants to go visit phonemonkey's folks*

The Lost Is Found

[aitchellsee.livejournal.com]

Hey look! Isn't that your original version, right down there? The one lined up right behind this one, and scuffing its feet in an embarrassed sort of way for putting you to all the trouble?

(Maybe it was hiding amidst the mortars and pestles)

HLC

Re: The Lost Is Found

[pecunium.livejournal.com]

Yes, and I'm trying to decide about deleting it, or just leaving it for people to ponder the merits of the reconstruction.

Gyah... 45 minutes from when I first posted it, to the reposting (seems a reasonable delay... no?) and then at least an hour after that to show up(because I didn't see it before I went to bed).

Feh.

TK

[jennae.livejournal.com]

This was lost, but only about 2/5ths of it had to be reconstructed, because I did ctrl c on a large chunk of it, just in case LJ ate it.
I loathe using the LJ update window for this very reason. I highly recommend using a client. If you're on Windows, Semagic is very nice. If you're not interested in a client, sometimes it's helpful to do drafts in notepad. I hate losing work because LJ is being crappy. ;)

I don't understand how someone in her mid/late 30s can not cook.
I can't either. Especially with you and Maia, I would think that some things would rub off; of course, maybe that is spoiling her?

...when I was barely in my twenties, might have a house with no bed, but would have sharp knives, cheese and good olive oil in the kitchen... my perspective might be skewed - AMEN. Nothing says home like a rich food/cooking experience.