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Monday, October 11, 2004


I'll Sleep When I'm Dead

Maybe it's the "anxiety" of being in a new environment, or maybe it's because I've been so busy, but whatever the reason my sleeps cycle this past week has been all over the map. Went to bed at 10:00 last night and woke up at 2:30 this morning with a case of insomnia (something that has been occuring periodically for about the last year or so -- usually happens about once a month for no reason whatsoever), and when by 4:00 a.m. I was still tossin'-an'-turnin' decided there was just no point and got up.

In a way, insomnia can be very productive. I made a cup of coffee, turned on NPR, organized some old bills, receipts, bank statements, unpacked and shelved the last box of books, put some carpet pads down under the kitchen rugs, fixed lunch, took a shower, put away last nights washed dishes, all before heading out the door at about 6:15. Caught the #2, which dropped me off on lower Queen Anne right behind the #15, which I hopped on for a short 10 block jaunt up Mercer, and was in the office before 7:00 a.m. (My boss was already here.)

I'm hoping the restlessness is just a sign of my brain and body trying to wrap itself around the new living situation, and that it'll calm down in the next few days, because I really don't want to go through this for an extended period of time.

Otherwise, I think I've gotten the place whipped fairly well into shape, although there are still finishing touches I'd like to accomplish at some point -- art work or some suitable wall things would be nice. But, at least the place is liveable. Spent a small fortune (at least by my extremely modest standards) on new kitchen items, including a new microwave, so I'm actually able to cook, store and reheat meals. Because I wasn't anticipating having to spend the extra $$, some of the items I purchased weren't even close to top-of-the-line, but I did the best I could given my limitations: the cookware is all stainless steel (Farberware, not exactly my preferred choice, but at least I didn't demean myself by purchasing the aluminum, even if it was non-stick), and I could only afford a Henckel starter set (3 knives, but I just can't drop $300 on a decent set like what I had before), and I passed on the 1960's all chrome SpeedQueen mixer, opting instead for a 1950's chrome industrial bar blender (Hopefully, the mixer will still be available at the consignment store next month). Chrome and stainless steel -- my kitchen will be very bright and shiny!

The various-and-sundry electrical gadgets and gizmos: TV, VCR, stereo, computer, and wireless headphones have been plugged in and are all in working order -- pretty impressive considering this stuff has sat unused in storage for 3 1/2 years. There's no TV reception in the basement, but I've got enough videos that I haven't watched recently to keep me occupied for at least several months.

I'm still hoping to get rid of a few items -- hopefully one more large bookcase and the smaller of my two filing cabinets -- but the actual organization of books, scripts, files and whatnot is something that can be done on grey, raining winter evenings, which we will have in spades for the next three or four months at least, so it's not high up on the priority list at the moment.

I have to say, the place is beginning to feel like "home", and it's reached a point where I can have friends over without having to resort to the inevitable, "sorry about the mess -- just moved in" excuse.

So, come on over if you can.



Posted byCOMTE on 8:43 AM


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