Break time
Mar. 27th, 2005 05:11 pmSo far today, I have:
had my morning coffee
planned out the week with my family, based on my work schedule
planned tonight's dinner
made a shopping list
gone grocery shopping
had my sweeties clean out the fridge while I was gone, so there'd be room for the groceries
used the disinfecting scrubby wipes I bought to REALLY clean the fridge, like, gaskets and everything
put away the groceries
brought Christy's laundry upstairs for her, to clear the dryer
done a load of towels and so forth (in dryer now)
had a chicken salad sandwich on pumpernickel (that I just bought) with watercress (that I just bought)
reminded
melovechocolate to do a load of HER laundry (waiting for dryer)
read about half the Sunday paper
put the half I've read into a recycling bag
and
cleaned the cat box.
Definitely time for a break to read my e-mail
Part of this may be the effects of more daylight available, which ups my energy level, but I think that most of it is having a job that, while it's plenty tiring physically (three words: NO FATIGUE MATS), is, for all its fast pace, MUCH less stressful mentally.
Now. If I can just use this energy to dig OUT of the mess everything devolved into while my job was draining everything I had... things may really start looking up around here.
I know that
noelfigart is going to scold me for buying disposable scrubby wipes. I would like to say, in my defense, that I had "microfiber cleany cloths" on the shopping list, and I couldn't find them in the cleaning aisle. I know that the disposables are not environmentally or economically the soundest choice. On the other hand, I will actually USE them. I might not have a shiny sink right now, but I've got a shiny fridge, and boy, is it satisfying.
This is also a side effect of my new job, because unlike the old one, where Carlos did the vast bulk of the cleaning, and Michaele really didn't want me to clean because she didn't want to pay me MY rate for the time I'd spend doing it, at the new one, all the cooks clean the line at the end of the night, and I've been doing some serious scrubbing. Not that they didn't keep it clean before I got there. It was already standard practice to boil out the fryolator (not just rinse it) pretty much nightly, and all the food contact surfaces were well sanitized. I just got a little medieval on the crevices last night -- when a lowboy fridge is directly across from a fryolator, the hinges can get pretty gunked up before you know it.
So since I'd done all those crevices at WORK, I noticed that they needed doing at HOME.
Anyway. E-mail. Before I start dinner. Yes.
And more babbling, about the new job, and my schedule, and my week's plans, in further posts.
had my morning coffee
planned out the week with my family, based on my work schedule
planned tonight's dinner
made a shopping list
gone grocery shopping
had my sweeties clean out the fridge while I was gone, so there'd be room for the groceries
used the disinfecting scrubby wipes I bought to REALLY clean the fridge, like, gaskets and everything
put away the groceries
brought Christy's laundry upstairs for her, to clear the dryer
done a load of towels and so forth (in dryer now)
had a chicken salad sandwich on pumpernickel (that I just bought) with watercress (that I just bought)
reminded
read about half the Sunday paper
put the half I've read into a recycling bag
and
cleaned the cat box.
Definitely time for a break to read my e-mail
Part of this may be the effects of more daylight available, which ups my energy level, but I think that most of it is having a job that, while it's plenty tiring physically (three words: NO FATIGUE MATS), is, for all its fast pace, MUCH less stressful mentally.
Now. If I can just use this energy to dig OUT of the mess everything devolved into while my job was draining everything I had... things may really start looking up around here.
I know that
This is also a side effect of my new job, because unlike the old one, where Carlos did the vast bulk of the cleaning, and Michaele really didn't want me to clean because she didn't want to pay me MY rate for the time I'd spend doing it, at the new one, all the cooks clean the line at the end of the night, and I've been doing some serious scrubbing. Not that they didn't keep it clean before I got there. It was already standard practice to boil out the fryolator (not just rinse it) pretty much nightly, and all the food contact surfaces were well sanitized. I just got a little medieval on the crevices last night -- when a lowboy fridge is directly across from a fryolator, the hinges can get pretty gunked up before you know it.
So since I'd done all those crevices at WORK, I noticed that they needed doing at HOME.
Anyway. E-mail. Before I start dinner. Yes.
And more babbling, about the new job, and my schedule, and my week's plans, in further posts.
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Date: 2005-03-27 10:16 pm (UTC)...and put up a Crossover Deathmatch, I at least got that accomplished.
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Date: 2005-03-27 10:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-27 10:28 pm (UTC)(three words: NO FATIGUE MATS)
Oh, I hear that. My feet are always tired at the end of my day, but if I'm at a pharmacy with no mats, my feet are hurt and tired. How on earth do the employees deal with it? I gotta wonder.
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Date: 2005-03-27 10:42 pm (UTC)Me, I just bought cushiony insoles for my Docs.
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Date: 2005-03-27 11:53 pm (UTC):(
And I do love that icon. Made for me by the lovely
I need to find a way to make icons for the other houses. For any given mood I'm in. ;)
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Date: 2005-03-27 10:36 pm (UTC)And the bois all want their loveys. A lot.
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Date: 2005-03-27 10:41 pm (UTC)and now to make dinner...
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Date: 2005-03-27 10:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-28 12:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-28 12:47 am (UTC)