the breath of winter

A good night's sleep; I've been up for a few hours. Apparently while I was asleep, the dog was sick, but she's fine now. We are waiting on delivery of the appliances - washer, dryer, TV. But now that I have my own bed, and there are sofas in the living room, everything feels much better, and my recent intermittent craziness is passing. Because I can nest.

Now I have matching tables on each side of my bed, and I'm starting to feel like picking up another Eiffel Tower lamp from Target, because I feel like I should have matching lamps on the matching tables. That's a little mental, right? I suppose I'm just looking for balance.

I don't know if anyone has noticed, but I've jumped on the S2 bandwagon and started using the "component" layout, in a way very similar to the S1 layout that I'd made for myself with Refried Paper as the template. I'm not happy with all the text fields, but it's a start.

What I really want today: oh! a red velvet rose pin for my charcoal grey winter coat. I know where there are red velvet rose pins in town but I think they come free with a $50 jewelry purchase, and I don't want $50 worth of costume jewelry, I just want a rose pin. This is at either Kaufmann's or Lazarus. I am reminded of this because...

it has finally decided to be November. The last few days were on the warm side for this time of year, but today is indisputably sweater weather; if this were FL, it would be one of the very coldest winter days. It's drizzly outside, and there is a snapping chilly breeze. it may be the debut of my winter coat.

But today I am not picking up a bedside lamp, and I am not picking up a rose pin: I am finally going to go sit in that stupid urgent care clinic with the sick people, so that I can get A) a new Prozac prescription and B) a flu shot and C) a pneumonia shot. Not looking forward to the flu shot, because they always make me feel icky for a day or two. Not even looking forward to wasting an afternoon sitting in an office waiting for someone to write out a few pieces of paper. Would rather sit around my house, and nest.

i think it is sandwich time.

OK, let's face it: I have no desire, and little motivation (aside from not wanting to have a headache tonight) to go to the stupid urgent care clinic and sit for three hours and take time away from people who are actually sick and massively overpay for the privilege, when all I need is a piece of paper that says I can continue with a prescription medication that I'm already taking.

So I'm going to sit around the house, make some calls to maybe take care of the medication situation, and eventually do something fun today. Like, um, begin to arrange my closet or something. Watch a movie. Unpack. I don't know. Maybe go see the new (supposedly pretty depressingly bad) Matrix movie.

Since you are in need of an interesting link:

Green River Killer Pleads Guilty - I remember my stepmother reading this true crime book sometime around 1991 or so, and how much what I saw of it horrified me, particularly the fact that they'd never caught anyone... which is no longer the case.

Fresh Air interview with Maurice Sendak - yes, this is audio.

Blogmore Academy Class of 2003

review of the best literary blogs

Atlanta-area girl expelled from public school for writing violent story in her private journal.

save your pennies!

In about two weeks, I'm going to put up some stuff for sale "just in time for holiday gifts"

- some jewelry and
- some handmade purses, heavy felted wool.

this is assuming that my jewelry supplies are located and unpacked in said interim.
i have a ton of ideas that i want to execute!
if not, well, i still have the last lot of bracelets that i posted, a few months ago.
I think someone wants a couple of them, but hasn't told me which yet.

Found a psychiatrist to call, who I believe is just a few blocks away, and is a woman who got her degree in 1988.
(the only other local female psychiatrist who is not a child psych specialist got her degree in Poland in 1954. Nothing against the Polish or the elderly, but I imagine she has a fairly established clientele, and I... have to admit that I'd feel more comfortable with a younger psychiatrist, for a handful of reasons that wouldn't apply to almost any other type of doctor. By local I mean "in my zipcode" - I'll look outside of it if need be, but I'm trying to stick to my immediate area as much as I can, primarily so as not to get lost in the snow.)

Dude - U2's "With or Without You" video is on... Bono looks so much like my ex who got married last year, it's uncanny.