Slowly but surely the new house is coming together. More importantly, my study/office is taking shape. I still need storage units of some sort (for paper type stuff and for yarn type stuff) and a worktable. But I bought a proper chair for typing. Now my butt won’t fall asleep after sitting for more than seventeen minutes. No, I haven’t timed the interval before butt sleep but I think seventeen minutes is a good guess.
I’d hoped to get an all-mesh chair – seat and back – but the only one of that style at the store had a headrest that just got in my way. It could be removed by taking out a few screws, but why pay for something I wasn’t going to use? So the chair I bought has a cloth seat and a mesh back. Quite comfy and with good lumbar support.
For the second addition to my study, let me tell you a little story. Once upon a time, a long, long time ago – about seven months back – I had a writing cave on the main floor of our former house. But the printer was located in Hubby’s office on the lower floor, connected to my computer via wi-fi. However, sometimes my computer didn’t play nicely with the printer. I’d click “print”, trot downstairs, only to find – nothing.
So, up I’d go, try to figure out what happened (a futile proposition given my Luddite tendencies), press “print” again, and again trot downstairs only to find – you got it – nothing.
So, up I’d go, grab my laptop and take it to the printer, swearing quite colourfully along the way, and finally get the darn thing to print.
Frustrating to say the least.
Well, new house = new rules. I got my own printer right next to my desk (a treasured heirloom) so I need only spin my chair a hair and there it is.
I’m approaching “the end” of the third book, Love & Redemption, in my historical series. Which means it’ll soon be time to print the manuscript for the final edit before sending to my publisher. (I use “final” in the broadest of senses. Final for that week. Final for the time being. Final only until the next round.). I always find typos in the printed manuscript that snuck by me on the screen. And if I need to do a more rigorous edit, I do a better job working with pen and paper. So much more satisfying to slash with a pen than to hit the delete key a few times.
Or what I call the day I don’t leave the house for love nor money.
During the 30+ years I lived in the States I managed to avoid the mass hysteria that is the start of the holiday shopping season. I knew people who partook, though. Lining up at the butt-crack of dawn, and earlier, to snag a deal. Just the thought of the crowds and the turmoil made me want to find the nearest cave.
In recent years, today has also become Buy Nothing Day. I’m glad I’m not alone in my retail avoidance. Heck, the average day is BND for me because I really, really, really, dislike shopping. Thank goodness for the Internet and online retailers!
Tomorrow is Shop Local Day, or Small Business Day, or something along those lines. That’s a day of gift shopping I fully support. But not at the crack of dawn.
Here’s a lovely photo of a lovely dawn spent in a lovely spot that is not the mall.
Do you enjoy the excitement of Black Friday? Dread it but do it anyway? Hide in your house with a good book?
For many years we’ve grown copious amounts of green beans, sweet peppers, and tomatoes to store in our deep-freeze. A small taste of summer makes the dreariest February day a little brighter. But even with our best efforts at manual vacuum packing (sucking the air out of the zipper locked bag using a drinking straw) we inevitably lost some produce to freezer burn.
Well, in this week’s flyer from Costco I saw a food saver on sale, as well as the required storage bags. Huzzah! No more freezer burn! We can also use it when we buy freezer orders of beef, pork and chicken – a fabulous way to save money. (I’d say we could freeze cookies for long-term storage but I don’t think the food saver works on baked goods…and who am I kidding? Cookies never last that long in this house.)
Now let’s see if we can leave the store with only the food saver in our shopping cart. Ha!
Oh, and since we’ll be in the big city we’ll swing by IKEA and scope out closet innards to furnish our new walk-in. One more item to check off our to-do list.
Bruno living dangerously in his favourite evening perch.
What are you up to this weekend? Do you shop at a big wholesale club store? Do you ever stick to your list?
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Something truly exciting happened last week in our neck of the woods. A new Ikea store opened – the only one east of Quebec.
And it’s huge, the size of four football fields. I’m not sure if that’s Canadian football or American football. There is a difference. Canadian fields are longer by 12 yards.
Either way the store is ridiculously enormous. No, I’ve not visited the new Ikea yet. I do my utmost to avoid crowds. Any gathering of over twelve is a crowd, IMO. The attendees who waited in line (some over night) and clogged the roads on opening day numbered in the thousands. I’ll wait until the excitement diminishes a tad before shopping there.
But that won’t be tomorrow – National Frugal Fun Day. Being frugal in Ikea is an impossibility when confronted with all those stylish and fun bits and pieces.
Do you have an Ikea store nearby? Do you shop there often?
P.S. If you have an extra minute or two, come visit me here to see pictures of my furbabies: