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( Gaeilge )

I can't even with this washer problem anymore, you guys. It's anything from a couple hundred dollar fix to a few thousand dollar fix and I can't even. I am going to go pull the covers over my head and go back to sleep for the next year.

(No, I'm not. I'm going to eat breakfast and exercise like a good girl and go to work and blah blah blah. But I really want to.)

And I'm really tired of not being able to get ahead. There's always something. We were looking good for about three or four days there till this washer problem came up. And now we're either back where we started or even deeper in the hole? I don't know. Maybe we'll get lucky and it'll be a couple hundred dollar fix. But when does that ever happen. (Although the boy did just remember that we actually have homeowner's insurance, which might cover the biggest pain in the ass right now. That would be nice!)

(For that matter, why the hell couldn't Kiva advertise for paid translation positions, why is it all volunteer. Fuck you, I work for those translations, pay me. Well, except for the Spanish ones. But the French and Russian ones I'd work for. So fuck you, pay me.)

I suppose it could be worse. The problem is pretty much confined to the washing machine, so it's not like we can't laundromat for a bit. The house itself is fine, no leaks, no mess. Well, the house is a mess, but it's an ordinary spend a day picking it up mess and I've got a three day weekend coming. Neither of us is coming down with a horrible health thing. I didn't get hit by the trolley that slammed into the building across the street from the store. (Yes, that happened yesterday.) The car's running fine, the cats are healthy, we have all our stuff, everything else is going all right. It's just that right now we're in the first OH GOD WHYYYYYY stage of this problem. And in the same boat as most of the rest of the country, which is we're about staying ahead but minor to medium sized catastrophes knock us on our ass for months if not years to come. Woo.

I don't have happier stuff for you guys. Sorry. I have new dragon eggs. That's happy, right? Yay pixel pets, free entertainment!

And I do have the ability to go and get new plants from Home Despot, I should add. Because that still indicates a certain level of discretionary income. So, note to self to write down when I get to work because I can't find my notepads here: Basil, yellow peppers. Stupid cats. Stupid basil not growing as tall as I feel it should.

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Okay. That's the weekend scheduled. Still no phone call from the boy so I have no idea what's going on with the washer drainage problem. I think, though, that we did figure out something that might work. If we run a new drain pipe out from the washer (and it's just the washer, everything else drains fine) and have it collect in a barrel in the small brick patio that's inset there, we can use that for watering the garden if we can come up with a decent filtration system. Or switch over to some kind of organic laundry detergent. And that makes it just a few hundred bucks problem, which is still a pain in the ass but MUCH less scary.

I am also rearranging my patio/garden. Since it's a three day weekend and since (I hope) it's warm enough, a whole bunch of things are getting transplanted out to the garden. Six bell pepper plants of various colors, two cucumber plants will all go out, freeing up a number of large pots. The jade is going to get moved to the upstairs balcony now that it's not frosting out; that keeps it away from excessively curious cats and still getting shelter and sun. And water, when necessary. The table on the patio, since originally it was set up for gaming, will be shoved out to against the glass to give better walking room, and that can be the table of all the herbs ever. The strawberries and possibly the onions will get transplanted to the garden in a couple of weeks, then the amaryllis can stand alone on that little cart where they are. And I still have no idea what the fuck I'm doing with the lambsear and alumroot. They're very pretty! I just have no idea what the fuck I'm doing with them. But the end result of all of this is that I will have herbs on the table on my patio, a fuckton of things in my garden and outside, and all in all, that's actually not that bad. Now that I think about it.

Yes, I'm making a shopping list for Home Despot. So far it's three small items long, but my actual "I want" list is huge. Because somehow I have turned into one of those householding people. I don't understand it either.