Random Ramblings Are Random

I'm pretty much fully in my new room as of this afternoon so now comes the joy of decorating the way I have wanted to for way too long. I have been slowly collecting things to put up that fit my Gothy aesthetic but really had no idea where to put them in my old bedroom. Largely because the disaster zone that my old room had become over the months, and my lack of spoons to be able to deal with it all. It's amazing what having a set goal will do in terms of getting things cleaned up and bagged up. It would help if I had easy access to a dumpster so I wouldn't be sitting on several garbage bags filled with crap to toss, but they will be going out on Wednesday night or Thursday morning and spread among the neighbours' own piles of garbage. This is because there is a limit of ten bags per household in my city. And I know if I don't throw it all out that I will go right back into a funk, and I don't need that AT ALL. I've been riding a high from simply having my r

It was strange to wake up this morning and basically be able to go right to work. No having to wake up enough to leave my apartment, trudge down the hill, wait on traffic lights, and groggily punch in the front door code at work. Instead I got up, packed my pajamas into my small duffle bag, strip my bed so I could take the bedding and towels I used down to the laundry room, and then hit the front desk for my start time. It was an interesting day though, to put it mildly. We needed rose petals for a special package and had none in the hotel or the spa, so I had to run out to buy some and couldn't find the hotel credit card (because I completely forgot where it was put) so I had to grab some cash from an envelope we hadn't deposited because the deposit box is in a locked and alarmed part of the spa that we don't have the security code for. Then it was a mad dash to a store that I hoped had some roses...they did, but only as a part of other bouquets. Those bouquets were dirt c

Feeling a bit spoiled at the moment as I'm sitting on the bed in a room at the hotel I work at. I had a nice bath in the room's Jacuzzi tub and I'm feeling pretty relaxed at the moment as I contemplate going to sleep for the night. I work at 11am tomorrow and all I'll have to do is pull on my work clothes, pack my itty bitty duffel bag, and hit the front desk for the first shift after the Christmas shut-down. I did get the new work computer set up - the best time to do it was over the shut-down, but I didn't stay around long enough to get everything set up over the past couple of days when I stopped in to make sure the building was okay and nothing had blown up or caught on fire. Besides, I figured it would make more sense to set up the computer tonight when I knew I was going to be spending the night. And it worked out pretty good actually, because I managed to get all my things out of my old bedroom so that my daughter could start moving her stuff in. And by not h

 ...and what have you done? Another year over and new one just begun... It's been another quiet holiday season in my house. Which is fairly normal for us anyway, but this year I haven't even felt up to a whole lot. I'd hoped to get the turkey breast baked today but I really just wasn't up to it for some reason. I'll bake it tomorrow instead, and have all the fixings for dinner. In the meantime, the kid and I have been making progress on cleaning our bedrooms so we can switch. I've already pulled out four bags of crap - clothes I don't wear, things I don't need, things I haven't used in over a year, and a lot of crumpled up paper. Not to mention the collection of pop cans I've somehow managed to build up. I still have at least four more bags worth of crap to pull out of that room. I already know that it may require me to rent a U-Haul pickup truck or van to get all the bags and other assorted crap out of here, especially with the city wanting to c

I had the shock of my life today...I went on a FB search for my former step-son and found out his father, the man I once thought I would spend the rest of my life with, passed away over a year ago...close to two years ago, actually. February 14, 2019 he passed away. I have no idea what he died from, but after spending most of his life living hard I wouldn't be surprised if it was cirrhosis from heavy, long-term drinking. It could have been an OD - I left him because he'd started getting into hard drugs, something he'd helped me get clean from over a year before we'd bought a house together, before we had even coupled up. I'd known him for a LOT of years, and he was one of the few men I trusted as I was growing up. He was a family friend first, and eventually dated and lived with a shirt-tail cousin of mine. They broke up but he still kept coming around to visit us, and eventually he and I ended up together. It wasn't the easiest relationship, but it was the one

So, it appears to be a good thing that I have started buying myself some new clothing because apparently I keep managing to get bleach on things. And I wear primarily black, so you can imagine how that affects me and my wardrobe. I am going to see if I can manage to salvage some of the items because I doubt I can just up and replace them. That's part of the joy of buying one-off items or something in a very limited run. Go me, right? Waiting for me to go through at home is a couple orders I made through Zulily. It's one of those online store things where they basically offer different things on a regular basis. I have been purchasing through them for quite some time now, and I've been mostly lucky when buying clothes. I think the very first thing I bought - a black and grey striped sweater was a definite miss, but such is life. I've had luck ordering my tunic tops and leggings from them, and even a couple of wool blend coats in a particular style that I absolutely adore

As always my physical and mental health is a going concern but I'm doing the best I can to deal with it. A couple of meds added to mix, and upcoming x-rays to find out what's going on with my knees. And waiting on being contacted for a mammogram and an ultrasound...not to mention getting the results back next week from a skin biopsy and having stitches removed. I will admit that my mental health hasn't been where I'd like it to be, especially when I'm at home. Just so much to do and clean, and facing it has been difficult. But I'm doing the best that I can. In the next couple of weeks my kid and I will be changing bedrooms, but before that can happen, I have to completely clean mine out as it's been more than a bit of a disaster for entirely too long. This means having to face the challenge head-on and do it in small steps, starting with getting rid of stuff I haven't unpacked since we moved here nine years ago. It feels kinda weird to be doing this, but