You know when you’ve had a Monday, I mean a real Monday, when everything you touch ends up in worse condition than if you hadn’t done anything at all?
Mine started on Monday and even with taking a day to play with our neighbor in town, hasn’t ended yet. It’s like Groundhog Day.
My week has been filled with two of my least favorite things to do, getting our taxes ready for the accountant (that is one appointment I ended up not being able to keep last week because I realized almost too late that we were missing one of Dale’s W2’s) and the dentist.
On Monday, I also realized my heating/cooling unit didn’t feel like it was quite heating properly. Since we had storms over the weekend, I thought it might need reset, so I turned the breaker off and cleaned the filters.
It chugged along, not quite working right until I finally called the service company yesterday. They can’t be here until tomorrow and it is freezing in The Belle Writer’s Studio this morning.
This is the third time since last summer I’ve had to call the service guys (at a minimum of $75 a pop) due to problems with it, so again, if you’re thinking of a one-room heat pump heat/air unit, I would not recommend the Fujitsu Halcyon.
Combine that with a computer monitor about to go out on me and I'm a little stressed with my work this week.
At least the sun is shining today and the radiation laced rain has stopped for now (although Arkansas officials said they don’t have the means to test the radiation levels in our rain it’s assumed since the rain to the west of us and to the east of us has tested positive for radiation from the Japanese disaster, the rain had it when it arrived here).
The sun is a welcome sight for another reason, it’s the first time since some time last week that’s it’s appeared. The weather also promises to be warmer by tomorrow.
I did notice when I was doing taxes that I’ve allowed our paperwork to become woefully disorganized. Instead of filed neatly in my filing cabinets, it is stacked up inside the cabinets.
Books I’ve read and another stack of books to read are stacked precariously on top of the cabinets, just waiting to fall on a big heap on the floor.
When I have these Murphy’s Law type of days or weeks, some other part of my life is usually in disarray too, almost like a Feng Shui effect. So, this weekend, I’m going to take some time to organize the paperwork, hang the remaining art on my walls, start my spring cleaning and take the winter comforter and shower curtain and replace them with the spring/summer ones.
Hopefully, things will start to fall into place again around Our Little House after I once again establish a place for everything and everything in its place. If not, well, at least I will be warmer and not be getting my jaw drilled on next week. The anxiety of not knowing whether we owe taxes or not will also be relieved (if we owe, we just deal and move on) and life will be good again!
What do you do when you just feel out of sorts and things are not going right?
When I kept that dentist appointment last week, I learned once again that I have yet another cavity, the second since moving to Our Little House nearly four years ago.
Dale and I both have issues with grinding our soft teeth and as a result, I’ve had to have one crown so far and have two more scheduled. Dale has had to have so much dental work done since moving here I couldn’t tell you what all it has been, but I know it has included several fillings.
My questions is why, after years of good check ups in Kansas City did we start to have cavities again?
When we moved here, fluoridated water we drank all of our lives was no longer available. I also stopped using fluoridated toothpaste, opting instead for a natural brand containing little more than baking soda from our natural food store.
Was this the wrong move? Do some chemicals actually do what the government says they will do for us?
The upside to not flying into NYC this week was that I was able to keep a dentist appointment, an appointment with the accountant to do our taxes and be available for work when most of my colleagues are out on spring break.
Ok, I’m being sarcastic, but at least I am getting a lot done.
Due to a hectic schedule, I’m going to let you enjoy a couple of photos that proves spring has sprung here because by the time you read this, a cold front will have hit.
The weatherman even mentioned the four-letter “S” word as a possibility for Sunday.
This is me with my hands over my ears singing, “La, la, la, weatherman, I cannot hear you!”
Have you been getting a mixed bag of weather where you’re at this week or has it been all winter or all spring?
Enjoy your weekend, Living Large readers.
Late last week, while sitting in the Belle Writer’s Studio toiling away, I received an email with the subject: “Nate Berkus Show.”
Thinking it was probably one of the many press releases I get on a daily basis, I almost deleted it, but decided to open it up. I was surprised to learn that someone at the home design show had taken a look at Living Large after speaking with Kent over at The Tiny House Blog. They wanted to speak with me about possibly featuring Our Little House on the show for Earth Day.
I dropped everything, of course, and called the assistant, because this is usually what one does when Hollywood, or in this case, New York comes calling.