Well, I didn't bake bread. I think the water I was using to activate the yeast was too cold, and it never acted like yeast. so I'm going to try again, possibly tomorrow.
i do have beef stew busily cooking at home, and I made spaghetti sauce last night, so I think I'm now pretty much set for food for the week. It's a nice feeling.
So my task for today is to figure out WinHelp. Oh, joy. Well, it beats doing document conversion--at least I won't be bored. It doesn't look all that hard, really, even though the manual is kind of intimidating.
doesn't look like there's much of an import function in this program, though. *big sigh*
Emotional state is rocky again....i keep on forgetting that I'm this driven because I'm trying to outdistance the pain. Keep moving, and all will be well, I think.
Unfortunately, i always forget that pain has this habit of catching up, and that I can't run forever.
I think it'll help to finally make Madstop into a good hiding-place. A few more rooms to clean, a few more things to put up...(the downstairs is BARE! How un-me-like!) and it'll be made, finally, into a me-place, a place where I can be comfy and stretch out and just give a great....big...YAWN. At this point, i'm not even worried about it looking like a college student's pad; I just want to feel like I actually live there.
I'd also like to get the office set up, but at this point, i don't know if i'm going to have a roommate soon, so it strikes me as sort of useless to do that. What I'd really like to do is rearrange the media room, get a corner workstation for Ramoth, and move the goldfish tank downstairs. I'd need another person to help, though, since I remember moving the goldfish tank before, and it was almost too heavy for me--and i was just moving it across the room, not down the stairs.
I am also facing this incredible longing to get organized. It's part of the cleaning sweep i'm doing. I need to start making lists again; with all the holes in my brain, lists are incredibly important to me. I do things like make lists of things that need to be done every morning and every night, beginning with 'get up' and ending with 'go to bed'.
someone once referred to me as "the most organized girl in the world". i'm not, really, I just have an acute sense of the limitations of my memory.
I've got to do dishes again tonight, too. i made a lot of dirty dishes yesterday, with all the cooking.