the weekend of driving and cleaning

[derien]

We drove to Harpswell, yesterday, to deliver a part for the van, and then I drove down to my cousin's to help her clean her house in preparation for selling it.  This was our grandparent's house, but it was built in my living memory so I don't really feel horribly bad about her selling it.  I'm not keen on her moving up to the boonies to live with her father and stepmom, though.  She's got skills (she's been doing office management) with which she could find a job to support herself and her kid down here, but there's no work up there. 

Anyhow, I climbed a ladder and scrubbed the outsides of her windows with a nylon scrubbie to loosen up the paint which had washed off the house and stuck on the glass, had tea and cake, socialized with her parents, and met her new dog (a sweet little whippet, or something of the sort, named Buster).

Today... not much to report.  Reading "Practical Demonkeeping" (Christopher Moore), groceries, laundry, beta-reading Real Ghostbusters fic for someone who I don't know if she has an LJ, and being kind of a touch angsty, anxious and depressed. 

Now I should probably go to sleep, but what I think I'm actually going to do is have a hot chocolate with rum and read a little more.  Maybe.  Because, you know, tomorrow's the first day of the week and I want to look and feel my best.

Comments

[bravecows.livejournal.com]

*snugs* I hope you feel better soon, dude.

[derien.livejournal.com]

*cuddles* I'm sure I will. It's a Fall thing, I think. The weather just started to turn, and sometimes melancholy sneaks up on me when I'm not yet ready for it.