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Oh, hey, look who's back! Sort of. Let's start this chapter of Irish from the top, shall we, or at least from the start of the Gramadach because it's been so damn long since I've done any consistent language practice that I don't remember where the hell I was.

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So, lireavue probably already linked you guys to it, but we're still cracking away at Murderboarding, where we analyze Grimm's metaplot and Captain Renard (because we find Nick boring, okay?) down to the tiniest little shreds. I am so not kidding. Down to the background photographs, the items on desks, nuances of the multiple languages spoken in the show, travel times, background footage, discrepancies in time differences, everything. Which side of his belt Renard clips his badge on. These have all come under discussion. There's also a few side tangent posts wherein we lay out the reasons we think there's an imminent Grail Quest. Hey, it amuses us, anyways.

Back on the tenterhooks (and I still don't know what tenterhooks are) and waiting for the clear to close and the close date and everything, though according to everyone so far there's no more appraisals, inspections, clearances, provisos, permissions, or signed letters to get. We've got the down payment, we're pretty well set for everything. Just. Waiting on the close date.

And then construction, and then moving. Or, actually, starting to move boxes over the second we close, because I don't need all of these books in boxes just yet, I can wait a month, month and a half to put them on shelves. And there's a pile of knicknacks. My crafting stuff can sit for a bit, especially my Dragon*Con costume stuff. Etc. Moving that stuff while people run around laying pipe and attaching radiators and painting things and replacing the bathroom ceiling. Buying appliances. And at least a bed, if not other furniture too. Craigslist is my friend, especially with the kind of budget and list I have. And the Habitat ReStore and so on and so forth. Estate sales!

So, hopefully, it'll go off without further hitches. I'm actually vaguely getting excited about this again!

And in the meantime. In the meantime I work on dragging my dumb ass back into routines, because I seriously need to get back into my old habits. The good ones, that is.

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There. Not only have I done some German, I've also refreshed some Memrise. So I'm doing all right for routines so far. Less all right is the fact that apparently when I go on vacation everything falls apart and now I have to strangle everyone. Honestly, it is not that goddamn difficult to use the fucking email system. Or call people! If I can navigate scary phones, you can too. Fucksake.

So, now I get to clean this up and do some work and all the filing, yay. And still no word from the lending bank, although they did call an hour or two ago to do the whole thing where they verify I still work here, so probably they're working through it at the speed of Vermont molasses and they'll get around to giving me a date sometime ever. Ugh. I'm not good at waiting, did I mention that? I'm good at being stubborn. Very, very good, as we've seen, but I'm not good at waiting.

I have a headache and a pile of filing and cleaning to get done and I haven't even touched emails since I've been back because I've been sick both days I've actually been at work. I am not looking forward to this. And I still want to throttle people. On the plus side, the actual volume of work hasn't been that bad so far, so there's that. And while I was sitting here I checked through emails and I don't need to handle any of those, so there's that. Just. Argh. Frustrated and cranky and now I have a headache and the day started out so well.

Maybe I can make it end well, too. That would be nice. I need some more positive, shitkicking music for that, though.