I'm just getting things done...
Jul. 13th, 2005 12:55 pmWell, I spoke with the placement officer for the local school district and they said that it was too late to try and transfer Yamaarashi-chan to a higher-performance school for the year. The only one reasonably within reach had recently acquired new territory that had filled up their program for the year, so it's the local or a private school. There are a few, but I don't know what we could do for transportation yet.
Kouryou-chan is eating like a bird, and it's showing in her behavior; she's been cranky the past day or so. She didn't each much of the stir-fry last night, although Yamaarashi-chan ate all of hers. This morning when I went to fill their lunch boxes for camp I discovered that Kouryou-chan hadn't eaten her sandwich yesterday at all. No lunch, no dinner... she ate a huge breakfast this morning, asking for double the usual raisin bran, I packed her favorite kind of sandwich, and dinner tonight's her favorite (tortellini with home-made marinara). They provided Nutri-grain snack bars at the Y, even, and she seemed to like those. I'll get calories into that kid one way or another.
I'm a little worried about the new neighbor kids, especially the oldest boy. The evangelical family to the West are also SCA types, and the boys take out their agression with junior boffers and wooden shields. The boy from the East, on the other hand, seems to take delight in crippling insects, pulling the wings off flies, and making them do his will. He enjoyed my expression when he described how he'd broken a butterfly's wing so "it could be my pet." Icky. I hope it's just boy stuff, but I never did anything like that.
And I am Mr. Housework. I vacuumed the upstairs rugs, took a crevice tool to all the moulding, dusted everywhere. And when I had the living room floor cleared I did a GTD thing: I took all the miscellaneous paperwork from the kitchen, that had been piling up everywhere, and I sorted it. Scheduling stuff (local catalogs of events, summer guides), magazines, printed recipes, stuff for Omaha to sort (actually quite small), stuff the kids produced, coupons, and take-out menus: each got their own folder. I'll have to wait until I get home to label the folders properly: Kouryou-chan used up all the tape in the labeler. I found the cat's rabies vaccination paperwork from last month and put her new tag on, only two weeks late. I found the paperwork from my MSA and called them about the latest account transaction, and they admitted they'd made a bureaucratic mistake in sending me a check and renewed my direct-deposit. And Covad, the local DSL reseller that supports Speakeasy, came out and finally (finally!) hardened our line (we have to pay an extra $5 a month for the privilege because we're too far from the POP for a standard line) and after two years I'm actually getting the 1.5Mb/s I was promised.
Kouryou-chan is eating like a bird, and it's showing in her behavior; she's been cranky the past day or so. She didn't each much of the stir-fry last night, although Yamaarashi-chan ate all of hers. This morning when I went to fill their lunch boxes for camp I discovered that Kouryou-chan hadn't eaten her sandwich yesterday at all. No lunch, no dinner... she ate a huge breakfast this morning, asking for double the usual raisin bran, I packed her favorite kind of sandwich, and dinner tonight's her favorite (tortellini with home-made marinara). They provided Nutri-grain snack bars at the Y, even, and she seemed to like those. I'll get calories into that kid one way or another.
I'm a little worried about the new neighbor kids, especially the oldest boy. The evangelical family to the West are also SCA types, and the boys take out their agression with junior boffers and wooden shields. The boy from the East, on the other hand, seems to take delight in crippling insects, pulling the wings off flies, and making them do his will. He enjoyed my expression when he described how he'd broken a butterfly's wing so "it could be my pet." Icky. I hope it's just boy stuff, but I never did anything like that.
And I am Mr. Housework. I vacuumed the upstairs rugs, took a crevice tool to all the moulding, dusted everywhere. And when I had the living room floor cleared I did a GTD thing: I took all the miscellaneous paperwork from the kitchen, that had been piling up everywhere, and I sorted it. Scheduling stuff (local catalogs of events, summer guides), magazines, printed recipes, stuff for Omaha to sort (actually quite small), stuff the kids produced, coupons, and take-out menus: each got their own folder. I'll have to wait until I get home to label the folders properly: Kouryou-chan used up all the tape in the labeler. I found the cat's rabies vaccination paperwork from last month and put her new tag on, only two weeks late. I found the paperwork from my MSA and called them about the latest account transaction, and they admitted they'd made a bureaucratic mistake in sending me a check and renewed my direct-deposit. And Covad, the local DSL reseller that supports Speakeasy, came out and finally (finally!) hardened our line (we have to pay an extra $5 a month for the privilege because we're too far from the POP for a standard line) and after two years I'm actually getting the 1.5Mb/s I was promised.
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