Eviction Journal of Tasia
October 2006
for the Evict My Alien Love Child project

October 1, 2, 4, 4pm, 5, 7, 10, 10pm, 11, 12, 16, 27, 31

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1 October 2006, Sunday

Red Dragon was great. 

I had a malfunction of my armguard on the archery range.  Instead of protecting my arm it was causing my string to slam into a section of my arm that I do not normally ever hit myself on.  After four arrows in a row where I hit my forearm with my string I decided that I would not be doing any more shooting.  Besides, I think my skin would have broken open and I would be bleeding if I hit it with the string one more time.

I did dishes three times during the day.  I did them for over four and a half hours.  I washed for half and hour in the morning doing just a few dishes and some of the serving dishes.  Later in the afternoon the head cook sent someone out to find me, as he needed all the serving dishes that I had not already washed done.  This took another hour or more.  When the feast started I had to actually sneak into the kitchen to start doing dishes.  The cooks were really busy and the first time I stopped in to start they did not let me in.  Once I was in I scrubbed away on dishes for a good three hours.  Actually, I think I shall count dishes as my workout for Saturday.

This afternoon I have a client and then I’m off to see the final performance of the New Works, New Space ballet.  Needless to say, I really like it. 

 

2 October 2006, Monday

When I got home from the ballet I went right to bed.  I slept forever.  It was well after noon before I woke up.  However, I feel better.  I am not so itchy today.  Yippie, I think I am finally getting over this allergic reaction. However, I also have a bruise the size of an orange on my right forearm. 

 

4 October 2006, Wednesday

I have been working like crazy these last two days.  Due to the hives and all the extra sleeping I have been doing I have had a ton of work to catch up on.  I even stopped a friend from talking with me on the phone as I had so much mail I had to get processed.  Yesterday I still had mail that arrived in September that I had not even opened.

Brian took a few pictures yesterday. He calls them proof that cats are guity by nature.

Gizmo is checking out my feet. Next comes the cold nose or the tounge?	Who knows what trouble Gadget will get into? Or has she already?

This morning I woke up at 10:30 and felt the need to get to work. However, I was not going not to eat.  I went downstairs, grabbed some leftover rice from Red Dragon, heated it in the microwave along with some coffee and brought them back up with me.  This way I could get right to work and eat breakfast.

That was such a lovely idea.  At 1:30 Brian came upstairs and found me diligently working away.  He also found my breakfast untouched on the shelves behind me.  He had his camera and took a picture of me.  This is proof positive of my flunking food yet again. Some flunk food by overeating. I flunk food by undereating.

I am so falling into my bad habits of totally forgetting to eat.  Mentally I appear to count thinking about food, making food, and touching food as eating.  Nope, none of these actually is eating.  Putting the food actually inside my body is the only eating that is truly eating.  Our house is like living on a cooking show.  I turn around and there is a complete prepared meal, just waiting to be eaten.  We have a magic microwave. Many times when I open it there is already something I would like inside of it. The only problem is that the yummy food is cold again and needs to be heated in the microwave. Alas, I count turning on the microwave as eating it. Sigh!

There have been times when Brian has been at a client site and called home to ask me about lunch. I descrive in great detail what I had for lunch. He then asks me to go look in the microwave. On numerous occasions the wonderful meal I said that I had eaten and described in such detail is still hiding in the microwave. In the microwave where it provides no nutional value to my body.

Brian took me to Wendy’s for a late lunch and watched me eat a real meal before he would let me go back to work.

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4 October 2006, Wednesday pm

Oh my, we had a tremendous storm today.  We had an inch of rain before the hail even started.  The hail was so loud it pulled me away from my work.  Gadget and Gizmo absolutely do not like hail.  They freaked out.  Gadget was clinging to Brian.  We rounded them up early and put them in their box so that if we needed to retreat to the basement we could grab their box and take them with us. This storm had tornato potential. We had the cats rounded up before the weather service made the announcment that there was a tornato formed in the area.

The hail fell for over twenty minutes. We had hail better than three-quarters of an inch in diameter. 

The close up pictues of hail are nearly actual size. The shoe in these pictures is Brian's. This hail on the mat blew in under the back poarch.
Out in our yard the hail was a bit more dense.

Brian also took a great photo of the sunset in between the clouds after the hail and the downpour.
He crunched as he walked out in the yard to take the second one past the garage. We could have shoveled it. 

Brian had to put some of the hail in the freezer.
 

5 October 2006, Thursday

I am so not making it to this 3:30 Pilates class I signed up for.  I have yet to make it to a single one of my Tuesday and Thursday afternoon classes.  First I miss them because I am out of town working.  Ok, that is a legitimate reason to miss a class.  However, I keep loosing all track of time and next thing I know I have missed the class when I am in town.  Today’s class was missed because Brian and I were running errands and it did not even cross my mind that today was Thursday.  Well at least I made it to my clay class and trimmed the memorial bowl for Polgara on Tuesday.

Speaking of my cats, Gizmo and Gadget caught their second mouse today.  Hunting mice has become the big time fun thing for kitties to do.  This evening they are busy seeing if they can catch another one before they have to go to bed.  This is definitely a team effort for them.  The kittens say, “Mice are fun!”

Heck, I have not even made it to the gym one time in the last two weeks due to those silly hives and all the extra sleep I did.  Now I’m not making it to the gym due to putting more time in on work than I intended.  I get working and the next thing I know it is late at night.  Right now is a perfect example of this.  It is 10:41 at night and the gym closed at 10.  No gym rat time for me today.  Tomorrow I am going to the gym, early!

 

 

7 October 2006, Saturday

I have a huge, really huge, client project here in town.  Hey, this is nice and I am most definitely not complaining.  However, I sure am glad I went to the gym early Friday.  I don’t think I will be going much this month.  I have a client who is moving to Nevada and her entire home has to be sorted and packed up.  I think I shall be getting most of my workout this month moving boxes.

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10 October 2006, Tuesday

Yippie!  I stepped on the scale for the first time in nearly a month and it reads 266.0!  I stepped off, verified it was zeroed and stepped back on.  Yep, it still reads a nice solid 266.  I’m only one pound away from my next goal.

 

 

10 October 2006, Tuesday pm

Brian and I went to Highbanks Metro Park today.  The weather was a wonderful fall day.  Brian has commented that he feels like he has missed Fall several years now.  Fall is one of our favorite seasons.  So, today we took the time to go out and enjoy the season.  Brian also took his camera and shot some really great pictures as we hiked the Dripping Rock Trail.  We did this 2.5-mile trail in a hour!  This is as fast a time as we were setting at the end of the summer several years ago when we went hiking a lot more often. No, actually, this is faster as Brian commented we used to do it in a hour and five or ten minutes. Plus, we took pictures this time.  Additionally, when Brian would stop to take pictures, I would surge ahead and then double back to him. I think I did more like over three miles instead of two and a half. I guess we are both a lot more physically fit than I had realized. This is the only picture of me Brian took today.

11 October 2006, Wednesday

Today the Trek Mill at the gym was not as fun as previously.  After hiking outside at the park, hiking real hills, hiking hills in a gym is just not the same.  I’ll probably like the incline treadmill again.  However, today it just was not as much enjoyable as last week.

 

12 October 2006, Thursday

Brian and I went back to Highbanks today.  We hiked another trail and took more photographs.  I love walking outside.  It is so much more stimulating than hiking on a treadmill.

When we go hiking, I tend to surge ahead when he is taking photographs.

Sometimes I find a nifty tree I want him to take a picture of like this one.

No matter how far I wandered off, I always come back. Here Brian has captured me in the act of returning.

In the first picture I can't even see me. However, Brian heard me coming and took this series.

During our walk Brian took serveral nice photographs of me. Some of these I might send to my relatives.

When we got back to the truck we discovered actual accumulation of snow on the hood. Yeah! My favorite time of year is nearly here!

When we got back home we discovered an interesting item in the kitchen.  I think Gizmo carried a new, wrapped menstral pad downstairs.  The little thief had stolen a pad out of the box in the bathroom.  Pads and OB tampons are highly treasured cat toys.  Needless to say, the kittens are now locked out of the bathroom!

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16 October 2006, Monday

I’m heading up to Michigan for the next week.  Brian and I have put in six hours working at my client’s house today.  We finished off the garage this past weekend and are now working on packing up the house.  I am not going to get to go to the gym for at least a week. 

During the process of packing the garage it looked like it had puked.

Below is my truck loaded with only one of many loads of stuff that was sent to charity.

Yesterday was a major stress day for me.  The moving van arrived a day earlier than it was scheduled.  I had one final day of packing planned for Thursday and then today was going to be a leisurely clean up while the movers loaded.  Instead, Brian and I frantically packed while the movers loaded the garage.  Thankfully, we had worked late yesterday and had packed the client’s office things she had put in the garage.  This allowed us to sick the movers on all the packed boxes in the garage while we worked in the apartment.  We did get everything packed before the movers wanted the last box.  However, it was a stress filled packing frenzy.

It was amazing to see the garage empty. It was very satifing to sweep it out and lock it for the last time.

Today I did a detailed clean of the apartment and turned in the client’s keys in to the management.  I scrubbed everything, even the edges of the carpet. My client had a dog and two cats which ment a truly vast quantity of pet hair gathered in the edges of the carpet and wall.

I talked with the moving agent and he had not even known the moving semi-trailer came on Thursday until he got a call Friday morning. He was thinking they were calling him saying they needed a shuttle and the driver must be an absolute amature as there was definitely enough room for a semi-trailer. Instead, he learns they moved the client's stuff yesterday. He and I both know that it was scheduled for today. We had specifically discussed the fact the truck should come after nine so that the parking lot would be cleared of most of the cars as people would have left for work. Also, Friday would put the truck on the road to arrive in Nevada when my client was ready for her stuff.

31 October 2006, Tuesday

I never did get my Halloween decorations up this year.  I have been out of town and away from home nearly the entire month. Not getting our Halloween decoration up is anther way that it feels like we missed fall. Thankfully, we did go to the park.

Brian and I traditionally give out toys for Halloween instead of candy.  In previous years, I have eaten a lot of Wendy’s kid’s meals as they are the right size meal for me. I would always get a toddler toy with my kid’s meal. I saved these up for Halloween as my next door neightbor had a day care buisness in her home. Our trick-or-treaters were really little kids and some older children. Plus, I knew some of my neighbor’s clients had dietary resrtictions. It was interesting to see the kids picking past the candy to get at the toys. Thus our tradition of handing out toys began. One year a manager at a Wendy’s gave me all the toddler toys she had oversupplied and I was well stocked for that year’s Halloween.

Now that I no longer eat wheat, I have not been buying any kid’s meals and we don’t have a supply of toys. We do have some candy to give away.  However, the toys are so much more fun.  We had to hunt for some inexpensive toys to hand out.  Our source for toys for Halloween had closed and we needed a new supply. Luckily, we found some toy motorcycles and little ponies at Big Lots.  On the way to the register I happened on packages of 30 Halloween pencils with big erasers marked half off. I grabbed two packages.  Now I had enough things to had out.

I was at the gym when I realized I did not actually know what time to expect the trick-or-treaters.  This was the first year that Columbus was actually doing Beggar’s Night on Halloween since I moved here. I asked another lady who thought it started at 5:30.  I dashed back home only to find out that it didn’t start until 6:30.  Oh well, I had time to have dinner and put on a costume before the fun began.

When I was a kid I loved to go to certain houses that always had really neat stuff.  There was this one house where they had a boiling cauldron of hot spiced cider.  With the urban legend of tainted candy in our modern times there is no way I could do anything like that as the parents probably would not let their kids have it.

Instead, I dressed up in my pajamas with my giant teddy bear and a blanket.  We still had toys left over for next year as I forgot that I had plastic bracelets.  These will keep along with the left over pencils.  I am certain that Brian and I will eat the candy we had left.  We only hand out candy that we like as we don’t get that many trick-or-treaters on our street.

In previous years I have had to go to the ends of our street and yell at the trick-or-treaters to get them to come down our street. I would yell, “Neglected home owners, lots of candy, more than one piece per kid! Tell your friends and anyone else you see.” I even posted signs at the ends of our short street one year. This year, the first time in nine years, I did not need to go and get the kids to come to our street. We actually had around thirty trick-or-treaters. This is a tremendous improvement from the first year when, before I started yelling, we had seen about eight kids, and nearly all of them day care kids or former day care kids.

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