Drama, it never ends.
May. 24th, 2018 09:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dalesqlSo another month has gone by. Nothing huge, but a lot of smaller things have been happening.
Ellen, our neighbor for the past 47 years got forclosed out of her house, and had to move all of her accumulated stuff into storage and find a new place to live in just a couple weeks. As an interim move, she is renting a room at our house. A bunch of her stuff got shuffled into our basement and barn to store since she was running out of time and the bank had a house cleanout company show up with a crew and dumpsters to clear out her house. Throwing much of her belongings unsorted into the dumpster, which was further insult and injury. Anyway, she is living in one of the spare bedrooms.
It is a great relief to me that she is here during the days and able to respond to any emergency mom may have. She is also taking mom to doctor appointments and the bank and making much more complicated meals than I am capable of cooking, this is in lieu of a portion of the rent. Her elderly dog is also occupying our basement, since she was unable to find anyone who could take her on. I'll have to do much cleaning to clean out the dog residue later.
Work is continuing. Getting used to new phone system, computers, and so on. My job lately consists of scraping ALPS stickers from things and stenciling the 4WALL name on. I expect that will be much of my work for the rest of the summer. The area of the building that has been mine for repair things I found out today is going to become the area for moving lights and video gear. SO the paint booth and all the tools are going elsewhere. I don't know where they will find room for them, or if they are just going to eliminate that level of repair inhouse and get rid of the tools.
In personal news, I needed to punch an additional hole in my belt, so that's another inch off my waistline. I ordered some new shorts today, as some of my old ones are getting worn out and all of them are loose on my body. Waist size 48, down from waist 54 at my peak. Got a new scale and I'm weighing myself daily and recording it in an app. This helps motivate me to eat less. I am a bit surprised at how much my weight fluctuates. I can be up or down up to five pounds from the day before, despite my attempts to eliminate variables by weighing myself every morning just before I get dressed. Averaging a pound or three off each month. Not losing as fast as I'd like, but the trend is down.
In Boskone news, Marriott, the new owners of the hotel, are interpreting the words of the hotel contract in a much stricter way than the previous management has been. This is primarily hitting the con suite, and the thursday, friday, and saturday evening food events. Much much tighter restrictions on bringing in outside foods. I won't bother you with the details, bottom line is that the con suite will be cut back to basically soda pop, juice, potato chips and cookies. I think that is a pale and pathetic shadow of what I have been able to do up to now, and so I have let the con chair know that I'm not interested in running that pathetic con suite. Hopefully we can renegotiate the contract for future years, but my confidence in this outcome is low to nonexistent.
Spring has finally sprung. the lawn and the shrubbery have exploded all over the yard. Wait9ing for a nonrainy weekend to try hacking back the exuberance. There is also a bumper crop of ticks this year in mass, so dreading the scraping and painting of the front of the house that it needs so badly.
On to summer!
Ellen, our neighbor for the past 47 years got forclosed out of her house, and had to move all of her accumulated stuff into storage and find a new place to live in just a couple weeks. As an interim move, she is renting a room at our house. A bunch of her stuff got shuffled into our basement and barn to store since she was running out of time and the bank had a house cleanout company show up with a crew and dumpsters to clear out her house. Throwing much of her belongings unsorted into the dumpster, which was further insult and injury. Anyway, she is living in one of the spare bedrooms.
It is a great relief to me that she is here during the days and able to respond to any emergency mom may have. She is also taking mom to doctor appointments and the bank and making much more complicated meals than I am capable of cooking, this is in lieu of a portion of the rent. Her elderly dog is also occupying our basement, since she was unable to find anyone who could take her on. I'll have to do much cleaning to clean out the dog residue later.
Work is continuing. Getting used to new phone system, computers, and so on. My job lately consists of scraping ALPS stickers from things and stenciling the 4WALL name on. I expect that will be much of my work for the rest of the summer. The area of the building that has been mine for repair things I found out today is going to become the area for moving lights and video gear. SO the paint booth and all the tools are going elsewhere. I don't know where they will find room for them, or if they are just going to eliminate that level of repair inhouse and get rid of the tools.
In personal news, I needed to punch an additional hole in my belt, so that's another inch off my waistline. I ordered some new shorts today, as some of my old ones are getting worn out and all of them are loose on my body. Waist size 48, down from waist 54 at my peak. Got a new scale and I'm weighing myself daily and recording it in an app. This helps motivate me to eat less. I am a bit surprised at how much my weight fluctuates. I can be up or down up to five pounds from the day before, despite my attempts to eliminate variables by weighing myself every morning just before I get dressed. Averaging a pound or three off each month. Not losing as fast as I'd like, but the trend is down.
In Boskone news, Marriott, the new owners of the hotel, are interpreting the words of the hotel contract in a much stricter way than the previous management has been. This is primarily hitting the con suite, and the thursday, friday, and saturday evening food events. Much much tighter restrictions on bringing in outside foods. I won't bother you with the details, bottom line is that the con suite will be cut back to basically soda pop, juice, potato chips and cookies. I think that is a pale and pathetic shadow of what I have been able to do up to now, and so I have let the con chair know that I'm not interested in running that pathetic con suite. Hopefully we can renegotiate the contract for future years, but my confidence in this outcome is low to nonexistent.
Spring has finally sprung. the lawn and the shrubbery have exploded all over the yard. Wait9ing for a nonrainy weekend to try hacking back the exuberance. There is also a bumper crop of ticks this year in mass, so dreading the scraping and painting of the front of the house that it needs so badly.
On to summer!
