Azure Jane Lunatic (azurelunatic) wrote,
Azure Jane Lunatic

What the Lunatic has been doing with her day:

The Lunatic got to conk out at nearly 2 this morning, and wound up waking up around eight-ish. This was a good thing. There were probably dreams.

Doing laundry.
The Lunatic actually did laundry. This was quite a bit because there was nothing left to wear. I'd been planning to do that Sunday, but sleep interfered. Also, the fact that the laundry quarters are kept in the other bedroom, and that the occupants of the other bedroom are often up to things not meant for mortal eyes, helps with making the timing of laundry a delicate matter indeed.

I'm re-reading Lois McMaster Bujold's Memory, which has to be one of my all-time favorite books, dealing as it does with honor, personal transformation, and memory, in a science fiction detective story. Oh, and there would be a romantic sub-plot or two. And clashing multiple personalities. I also have been reading a few things recommended by amberfox, who gives excellent Harry Potter fic recs. (I have been trying to seduce her into the House of Ill Faith, but I'm not sure I've succeeded yet.) I found some other things, too on the same site as the Wizarding Marriage Law darkfic.

Short-circuited Potentially Nasty Scenes.
The Little Fayoumis had the day off school today, so I was watching him the whole day. Well before we had to leave, I had him get dressed, so that him getting dressed would not be a bottleneck when it came time for us to leave. After he got dressed, he wanted to know why right now, and I told him that actually we would not be leaving for a while, but I wanted him dressed so that I would not have to yell at him when we were ready to leave. He accepted this happily; he is learning the value of getting things prepared so that there is a minimum of yelling.

After I got my clothes all washed and dried, I took time out for a half-hour nap. Yay, naps, preservers of sanity. After I got back home from the presentation, I zoned out some more. Yay naps.

Debugging Relationships.
Today was the GSU's Debugging Relationships presentation with the head of Student Services. I went, with Little Fayoumis, and we had fun and pizza. It seems that the only thing that my parents have in common on the Meyer-Briggs personality scale is that they're both introverted (or seem to be to me). The rest of the factors -- not only are they the opposites, but they're on the same side of the scale. My father's the logical, hard-edged one; Mama's the fuzzy-feelings one. He's Sensing, Judging, Thinking. She's not. I laughed. At the end of the session, there were pizzas up for grabs. The vp had gotten far too many for the little crowd. So, she let us take them, for $2 a pie. I grabbed two (pepperoni on one, cheese on the other) and ponced back home with the LF.

Talking with Relatives.
swallowtayle called during my nap, ending it. Yay for little sisters. Mama has been worrying about me. I think I managed to convey that I wasn't actually okay, but I was "better."

I washed many dishes today. I also contrived to get the Little Fayoumis to help out. This was accomplished in much the same way as I get marxdarx to help with the putting away of the dishes -- namely, I stand there and pull them out of the washer, and hand them to the minionhelper, who then is obliged to put them away. Then, much to my surprise, the Little Fayoumis helped with loading the dishwasher. He's a quick study. He got a penny for this chore. Later, he helped unload the dishwasher again, and got another penny.

votania was home earlier than I'd anticipated. I helped do the thing with the potatoes. I'm slowly coming to think myself not entirely hopeless in the kitchen, though I still try to avoid cooking when I can.

The Little Fayoumis has been overjoyed to have his mother at home more, but unfortunately there have been some missed steps in the communications. He's eager to share everything; she's tired and needs some alone-time, and needs to get stuff done. He's bubbling over and has a hard time listening. Collision, especially when all parties are tired.

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