valarltd: (nick)
One good thing that happened today: My writer's block has come undone. 4000 words.

One goal accomplished today: Writing

One goal for tomorrow: work out

One thing I'm looking forward to tomorrow: Lunch at the Chinese place. They make the best cashew chicken
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One good thing today: tulips on Winchester road.

One goal today: writing!

Goal for tomorrow: workout
Looking forward to chapter 2 of my book.
valarltd: (nick)
One good thing that happened today:
Spaghetti turned out well.

One goal accomplished today:worked out. Made lunch.

One goal for tomorrow: file sales taxes

One thing I'm looking forward to tomorrow:writing time.
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Today:
1-5 Michaels
Pasta Primavera
put away clothes
do dishes
take out trash

Monday:
work
Ham macaroni

Tuesday:
Work
eye dr 10;45
spaghetti

Wed
Work
Chicken fried rice

Thurs
Work
Pasta primavera (leftover)

Fri:
work
payday

Sat:
Michaels 9-130

Goals for the week:
write 1000 words
Drive for Uber
3 workouts
valarltd: (Default)
I'm down with the crud. But seem to be on the mend. Hope I didn't over do.

This recipe is really good. We left out the peas and asparagus and added italian sausage. I have some for lunch tomorrow.
http://www.simplyrecipes.com/recipes/classic_pasta_primavera/


Monday:
Work,
pizza

Tuesday:
work
tatertot casserole

Wed
Work
Pulmanologist 10:45, take CPAP
sausage spaghtti

Thurs
work
ham mac & cheese

Friday
Work,
Mudd to Jonesboro
fend

Sat:
Michaels, 9-1
valarltd: (Jess)
In the last hour and a half, I have:
baked a devil's food cake
put a cheesecake in the oven
made bacon and eggs for breakfast for Mudd and myself
washed dishes
and done a load of laundry

Not out of my pajamas because my clothes are in the dryer.
I leave for "work" in an hour."
valarltd: (Default)
My car is fixed and home!
Thanks to very generous friends and my father, I am once again among the wheeled.

I got to have breakfast with my son. The food at the dorms is pretty good. We had chicken fried steak, scrambled eggs and hash browns. The waffle iron stuck.

I went to work, and took Gabriel to the gym. As Gabriel is trans, we had to visit with the manager. Not a problem. Gabriel has a membership and we are working out.

My afternoon route went well.
I came up with a name for our household that nobody can pronounce. Thusandvlarknoor. Literally Trading Ship of a Thousand Falcons.

Pizza for dinner and then arranging my lunch and gym bag.
Now some crochet and casting on a hat.
And then to bed
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Monday:
Work
call life insurance
Chili

Tuesday:
Take folks to work
go to Jonesboro and get car
Deposit Durham check
get end of 401K
work afternoon shift
turkey dressing casserole

Wednesday
Work
work out
drive for Uber
Pizza

Thursday
work
workout
drive for Uber
on my own for dinner

Friday
work
workout
Drive for Uber
manwich

Saturday:
9-5 Michaels.
workout

Goals this week:
read a book
Write 1000 words
make $100 with Uber to pay for repairs and car
valarltd: (chaos)
 My Nitro blew a head gasket.

This is a $2500 repair. I've raised $300, which helps.

But this is where I ask you, my friends and readers, to check out my
Etsy Shop
 https://www.etsy.com/shop/TheCarpentersWyfe

Pretty jewelry, luscious soap, nice things to keep you schmoopy warm for Valentine's...

Or over at http://brooksandsparrow.com, all eBooks are 99c.

Here's how this works:
1) You go there and decide what you want.
2) you send the money by paypal to valarltd@yahoo.com. In the comments you list the titles you want, and your email.
3) I send you pdf files.


Any help is greatly appreciated.

Yesterday

Jan. 19th, 2017 07:50 am
valarltd: (Default)
 Yesterday was a busy day.

First thing, I went and took my passenger and schoolbus endorsement tests.
I passed!. Maybe not with flying colors, but i passed!

Then I had to drive. I drove 250 miles to get everything done. I went to Jonesboro (I had left my CDL packet in my Nitro, like a goof) and got my CDL packet. No official estimate yet.

Then I drove another hour to Newport and found the testing office, way back in a cornfield accessible by a couple of gravel roads.
They did my paperwork and sent me on my way.

I went to Wynne and Forrest City on Action Link business.
I got back to town with half an hour before the revenue office closed.
I forgot to take my birth certificate!
So, this morning, I am taking everything in and getting my new license.

I am also mailing about 6 packages.My etsy supporters are generous.
The rough estimate on the car is $2500. I've raised about 325.

valarltd: (Default)
Today:
Grocery shopping
Cooking ahead

Clean catbox
laundry
Sausage broccoli mac

Monday:

South Loop
Jon back to school
dinner out
Declutter shower, sink, laundry
Vacuum/mop

Tuesday:
Monitor and training
Toss ratty towels and linens
Clean behind washer and dryer
take out trash
Italian Turkey casserole

  • 2 Tablespoons Olive Oil
  • 1 cup Onion, Chopped
  • 3 cloves Garlic, Chopped
  • 3 cups Cooked Chicken, Cubed
  • 2 cans (14 Oz. Size) Diced Tomatoes With Garlic, Basil, Oregano
  • 1 cup Heavy Cream
  • 1 package 3 Ounces Cream Cheese
  • 2 cups Shredded Mozzarella Cheese
  • 8 ounces, weight Angel Hair Pasta, Cooked According To Package Instructions, And Kept Warm

Preparation

Preheat oven to 350 degrees F; lightly spray a 9×13-inch baking dish with nonstick spray.

In large skillet, heat olive oil over medium-high heat. Add onion and garlic; cook 3 minutes, or until tender. Stir in chicken, tomatoes and cream. Bring to a boil over medium-high heat; reduce heat, and simmer 10 minutes, or until slightly thickened. Add cream cheese and 1 cup mozzarella cheese; cook, stirring constantly until cheeses are melted. Add the cooked pasta, tossing gently to coat. Spoon into prepared baking dish. Sprinkle evenly with remaining cheese. Bake 30 minutes.

























Wednesday:

Skill Out
Have CPAP adjusted
Go to Newport
Wynne
Forrest City
Get license
Clean around sink
dust
Meatloaf and mashed potatoes

Thursday:
Work
Make restock list for bathroom and laundry
general bathroom
Turkey Potpie

Friday:

Work
Shine tub and sink, wipe down washer and dryer
Mexican Lasagna

Saturday:
Michaels 9-1
Food plan
Grocery shop
Cook ahead
laundry

Goals:
Write 1000 words
Finish Tim's Hat
Finish Pink hat


Last Week's Goals:
Mend Jon's A State T-shirt
Finish Jon's blanket
Write 1000 words--721 accomplished
Finish Tim's hat--got left in car when it was in the shop.
Other: Took out 6 bags of trash from study and front room
valarltd: (Default)
So, there have been questions as to when I will be writing on Nikolai again.

My question is, do I need to?

I feel brutally prescient.

From _The Last Days of the Sweet Land of Liberty_ (or at least the Mortalus Source Book, the backstory on the DisUnited States)


The Reign of Fortune – Rodney White, 2016-2020
A sudden and fierce competitor, Rodney White won the 2016 election in a landslide, taking the office of President at 55.

Promising an end to the progressive steps that the US had taken so far, he began a virulent attack on public services with a matching Congress. Heath care was almost immediately routed to a voucher program, and while the Democratic majority in the justice system carried the civil and social rights programs forward, the States fought back.

Tension grew hot and heavy when Texas, in 2018, passed legislation in direct contradiction of the Supreme Court and upheld it. The standoff lasted for almost a year before a new States’ Rights bill, called the Grady Bill, was passed through Congress, allowing for the conscientious objection of the states.

White signed it with great aplomb, as the monetary stipulation had been already placed within. The Democrats termed this the “Reign of Fortune” immediately after Social Security was laid to rest and several other programs found gravestones right next to it, along with public education, instead switching to a voucher program of its own.

The influx of money to the Federal Government was extensive, and badly mishandled. When White left office in 2020, he left the country, never to be seen again, amidst rumors that much of the overage had gone into his own pockets.
valarltd: (Default)
Or caught in the Vortex again.

There is one piece of paperwork we need to finalize the loan and get the car back.

It may actually be in the car itself.
*facepalm*
valarltd: (Default)
Yesterday, on the way to work, my waterpump blew.
So there was the usual hassle of tow-trucks and repairs I cannot afford. I am fortunate to have roadside through my phone, and my credit rating has improved enough that my credit union would loan me the money, instead of having to go through a loanshark. (Vito's Late Night Loans: Pay through the nose or pay through the knee-caps)

Getting that loan took most of two days.
I had to reschedule my pulmonology appointment, and I have no clue when I can catch Wynne and Forrest City.

My training schedule is off. My paycheck is going to be about $50 light. And we're another $1000 in debt.

But today, in the course of looking for my loan paperwork, I collected 5 grocery bags of paper trash. I went grocery shopping and prepped the casserole for tomorrow. My clothes are laid out, the dishes are done, my lunch is packed.

I'm going to write, read and knit for a bit before bed.

Edit: 387 words written

My Day

Jan. 9th, 2017 09:34 pm
valarltd: (Default)
My first day at Durham, did three hours as a bus monitor, and trained. Practiced pick-ups.

I worked on a hat and finished a knotted fleece blanket.

One goal for the week down.
valarltd: (Default)
Last Week's Goals: All accomplished. 1346 words into the bargain
Last week's tasks... not much cleaning.

Sunday:
Shopping
Meal planning
Take out trash
clean out fridge
laundry
Prep dinner for Mon
Make lunch for Mon
manwiches and fries


Mon:
Work,
Turn in paperwork
Mexican Turkey casserole

Tues:
Jon to Orthodontist 8:30
North loop
Make Wed lunch
Prep Wed supper


Wed:
Work--car died
Food

Thurs:
Pulmonary app--rescheduled
West Loop--rescheduled
prep Friday supper
make Friday lunch

Friday:
Work

Sat
Michaels
Jon back to school


Goals this week:
Mend Jon's A State T-shirt
Finish Jon's blanket
Write 1000 words
Finish Tim's hat
valarltd: (Default)
This year, I am working. I want to get as much debt as I can paid off.

I am writing.
I am creating.

I am not touring. No conventions, no festivals.
Instead, I am building stock, finishing projects and looking to 2018.
The Carpenter's Wyfe remains open on Etsy. https://www.etsy.com/shop/TheCarpentersWyfe

We'll plan for 2018 later in the year.
valarltd: (writing)
Three years in service, one of them spent in daily fear for his life and defense of it, finally paid off. At dawn on his thirty-third birthday, David presented himself at the door of the penthouse. He had planned every step of this meticulously.

Tanis smiled as she opened the door. James was nowhere to be seen.
He didn’t enter. What he needed had to be done here, in the doorway. He would never pass the door of the penthouse as a free man again.

“Call the master, if you would, please, my dear.”

“David? what’s going on?”

James appeared behind her, wearing nothing but the black silk sleep pants. “Welcome home, my boy.”

David swallowed hard. He held out his right hand, opening it to show the awl. “I have served my time. But I love my master. I will not go out free.”

James took a deep breath. “Be very certain, David. You are meant for more.”

“Master, the last seven years have shown us both that I do best in your direct service. That sending me out on my own is detrimental to my work and my health. I will not go out free.” He brought the left hand with the mallet up, offering both tools to James.

“Your work has been exemplary in every location. I could use you greatly in the United States or Pacifica.”

“Without my master, I am nothing. I will not go out free.” The formula repeated three times should be enough. David put his back to the doorframe, positioning himself just under the mazuzah.

“Then by the laws of this country, which are those of God himself, I take you. You are property of the house of Ligatos, and shall serve the household forever.” James looked supremely unhappy as he set the awl in the top curve of David’s ear. He pressed his body against David’s smaller one, holding him in place, the scent of him surrounding and calming David.

David held his breath. An instant of pain and he would never have to leave James again. A blow of the mallet slammed the awl through his ear. Sharp pain and an ugly pop as the cartilage parted. David did not scream, as much as he wanted to.

He looked up at James, letting the big man hold him pinned against the wall, letting his master’s strength support him as his knees went wobbly. He would not faint, he told himself sternly. It was only a little pain.

The burn spread through his whole ear. James was not removing the awl. He was pinned to the doorframe by the metal and by James’ body.

“Tanis, whiskey.” James never stopped looking into his face as he removed the gold and jet ring from his own left nipple. David realized the woman was still watching, a hungry look on her face. She hurried to the bar and returned with the drink. James dabbed the drink around the awl still pinning him. David sucked in his breath at the burn.
James swished the ring through the whiskey and then yanked the awl out of the wood and David’s ear both. He set the ring in its place. David wanted to cry from the pain, which burned and throbbed through his whole upper ear. Having the lobe pierced hadn’t hurt this much. Tanis stepped a little closer, watching.

“Yours and your household’s, forever.” David tried not to show how relieved the words left him. James merely nodded as he stepped away. He had said nothing since taking up the awl. David looked into the enigmatic black eyes. “Beloved, please say something?” He needed the reassurance that James was pleased by this choice. The set face and dark eyes revealed nothing.

“So. You are mine.”

The words weren’t the warm affirmation David had wanted, just a blank statement of fact. James was not pleased. Suddenly, David wished James had driven the awl into his neck instead. If he was the slave of a man who truly did not want him to be, he knew he would be miserable.

Perhaps more miserable than in Philadelphia.

James pulled him in close, drawing him into the penthouse and closing the door on the blood-spotted doorjamb. “Bed and await me.”

David went willingly, feeling more secure than he had in years.
valarltd: (writing)
CN: Self-harm

So it went. The work of Ligatos’ liaison to the United States was endless and engaging. The nights, however, stretched cold and empty and lonely. David hadn’t taken a lover. He didn’t want one. Adric left after the appointed time, and David found his bed was too large.

He had Adric’s king-sized taken out and a twin moved in. He piled it with comforters and flannel sheets, all the softest comfort he could find.

He limited the trips to the club, no more than once every eight weeks, when the need to be used grew in him until he wanted to scream. And for a night, he lost himself in pain and screams and orgasm.

By the end of his third year in Philadelphia, his life had a pattern. He rose early, ate what Elanor made him for breakfast and went to work. At his office, David worked from eight until noon, pausing for a sandwich from the cafe in the building. Then more work from twelve-fifteen to six and home. Elanor had dinner ready, every night, and there was always brandy. He drank one.

He chain-smoked his way through the evening, a pack and a half between supper and bed, as he stared at the fire or worked on his handheld. He went to his room, smoking his last cigarette.

Elanor suspected, he knew. He wasn’t as careful as he should be about making sure the cigarette looked as if it had been put out in an ashtray. But he couldn’t tell her that he needed that last bit of pain, that it let him sleep.

He was careful. The scars were nowhere that would show in his ordinary course of things. James hadn’t even called in person for over a year and David was suspecting he might never have the man in his bed again. They got noticed at the leather bar, sometimes, and those who did tended to go harder on him.

The straight razor was a mistake and he knew it the moment he picked it up. The sleek mother of pearl handle fit his hand as if made for it. The glint on the blade itself made him hard in his pants. He bought it, along with a strop, mug, brush and soap, knowing he would never used the latter three.

He tried. He did shave with the straight razor once, loving the soft lather and the smooth glide. But he knew what he truly wanted to do with it, even as he delayed the event itself. He added a step to his evening routine of stropping the razor.

Today

Jan. 2nd, 2017 10:16 pm
valarltd: (sookie)
Chris headed back to Oklahoma.

I knitted. i filled fannish stockings.
I grocery shopped. I did laundry.
My lunch is made and my tea thermos and lunch bag are washed.
I just have to throw everything together.

I cleaned my leather jacket.
And now to bed. 4:30 comes early

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