Mookies (A Post About Moving and Cookies)

Big week ahead. Andy and I are going to steam clean the carpet this weekend and take our couch down to the bulk trash unit. FINALLY! I have wanted to get rid of this couch for about a year. The couch never bothered me in the other apartment, of course the couch's purpose was different. In the studio we had the bed, and the couch was used as a dumping ground for purses, coats, etc. In this place, we actually use the couch, but it is so uncomfortable. A part of my body always falls asleep whenever I sit on it.

Woo!! Bye Bye couch!!

I want to pack up the kitchen this weekend. That way I have Monday and Tuesday to deep clean. For a few days we'll be living like we're camping. I go to get the trailer on Wednesday. We'll be packing that evening and then leaving Thursday morning to drive to Atlanta. So far I've mocked the move out in the living room on our area rug. The rug is the same size as the trailer.

I've added more since then, but you get the gist.

In other news....

I've set a goal to design 20 cookie recipes, take pictures and make a book. So far I have completed two recipes that I think are pretty yummy. I need to make more local friends to taste cookies so I don't get fat. I just ate a batch of 30 cookies this past week, and just made another batch of 24. Same cookie, but modified the recipe-second time around was damn good-and a keeper. I keep a pad by my bed to write down ideas. I guess I had the Wizard of Oz on my mind last night because I came up with a "wicked" cookie and "Glinda's cookie"- still need a catchier name for that one. Still trying to decide on what type of cookie to make for Dorothy. The cookie I made this past time was inspired by Sar. Never in my life had I ever had a s'more until I went to the mountains with her family. So my "Want S'more?" cookie was inspired by that. I wrote down 8 cookie ideas last night. My next one on my to do list was inspired by my sister and a bit of Ireland.

"Want S'more?" - is that a cookie or a question? :P

I went to the District this past week to have lunch with my friend. It was nice to catch up with her but I completely killed my calf muscles. The escalator to the metro was down. Didn't seem like a big deal since I had to go down, but I forgot you use more muscles going down than up. 2 days and my calf muscles feel like jell-o. They hurt when they're touched. If I even try to stand on my tippy toes I want to cry, and I've never hated living on the second floor more than I do now. Dear lord going down the stairs is a bitch! However, always a silver lining- I got a pretty decent picture of Dorothy's shoes while I was there. I had really wanted to see Einstein though. I have a picture with the statue from many years ago-and not many people know about him. He's one of the few statues in the District that you can climb on. I just couldn't make it there in the heat and pain- too damn far to walk.

Enough rambling-I should think of some more recipes before bed. :)

WTF?

I'm sick AGAIN!! This is 3 times in less than a month! All the same symptoms. I have to be allergic to something in my house. All this moving and stirring up of dust and shit must be making me sick. That's all I can come up with. Though, today Andy is sick too. So perhaps he gave me something that's just kinda hanging out in my throat/lungs. Whatever I've had it started in my nose, then dropped to my throat, now it's dropped to my lungs. What the hell is next? I feel fine other than the agitation of whatever is camped out in my throat/lungs. I can't afford to be sick with this crap, I have A LOT to do in the next 3 weeks. This is similar to whatever the hell I got in 2007 that stayed with me for 6 weeks. All the same symptoms.

So far I've got us a place to live, and I've got us out of this place (so I hope-placing a lot of faith in Leah to settle all our stuff so that we don't get screwed). I still have to transfer everything over to the new address, once I get it. I'm overwhelmed and excited.

The job market sucks, as it does everywhere. I've applied to one job so far, it took me about 3 hours of frustration to do so. I'm hoping that I at least get acknowledged. The Tallahassee Democrat is horrible to find jobs, it's all sketchy advertising. The government job website for Florida will be under construction until the 21st-so that's a no go. The book I had that has sites for job listings I thought I had kept out, but either accidentally donated it, or packed it. So, fuck. I'll keep looking tomorrow in between coughing fits.

I took alka setlzer tablets today. I took them a couple years ago and they really helped. You're supposed to mix two tablets with half a cup of water. I didn't bother measuring-so I eyed it. As I was waiting for it to dissolve I had to mentally psych myself up- "it's sprite, just sprite, drink it you wuss, it's sprite!" Three rapid swallows followed by thoughts of "keep it down Jen, don't puke, keep it down!" Then looking at the glass to see that I hadn't even drank half of what I poured. Two more swallows followed by gag reflexes. Still looking at what's left in the glass thinking to myself "fuck that's a lot" - so I poured the rest into a measuring cup. I had exactly half a cup in my cup- really should have measured it before hand. I was already so close to puking, and I couldn't stand the taste of it on my tongue. So, I grabbed a straw, stuck it way back in my throat and "Manned up". Horrible experience, absolutely horrible. In my head all I could hear was "Fuckkkkk, that's awful!! Ohhhh shit!! Keep it down Jen, we do NOT want to do that again! Oh this shit better be worth it!! Who the hell thought this was good???"

Not so sure I want to do that to myself again. It's been 4 hours though, and the stuff does work.

Off to make some dinner. Tuscan chicken with penne pasta tonight. :)

Day 525 of Mah Captivity

I haz worked on mah camouflaging abilities. I practice by following the long haired humon to the humon litter box. Wen the long haired humon gets in, I crouch on the floor and wait. The keyz to stay low to ground so humon cannot detect you. When long haired humon approaches I wil jumpz and startlz it. The long haired humon wil be at mah mercy.

Mission failed. Long haired humon must haz kitty detection capabilities. Long haired humon laugh, and take picters.

Laterz I switch it up. I came up with a plan to catch humons off guard. Tharz a big box in the room with hole on the side. Iz will climb in and destroyz them. Soz I did.

Mission failed. Long haired humon takes pictures. Short haired humon videos this and uploadz video onto the interwebs. Short haired humon taunts me.

Iz wil keep plotting mah ezcapes. One dayz the humons wil pay for my humiliationz.