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I am so sick of flood water. You have no idea.
My house? Is okay. Two inches of water in the basement, nothing to worry about.
But getting anywhere near my house is hell. I-95 is closed because it is now part of the Pawtuxet River. (two exits south of my house). The road less than a mile south of my house is closed due to the Pawtuxet. The secondary road I’d use to get around said closed road is ALSO closed because of the Pawtuxet.
Basically? The Pawtuxet has taken over Rhode Island. Or at least a good portion of it.
I couldn’t take the commuter rail home last night because it couldn’t make it through the floodwater on the tracks. The commuter rail train cars are double-deckers, and the lower level’s floor would have been literally at or below the water line. So I took Amtrak home.
I watched a train create a boat wake last night. The water was ABOVE the rail.
9 inches of rain in two days. Sixteen inches of rain since two weeks ago.
So. Sick. Of. Water.
If you’re curious – here you go. Enjoy the psychotic photos: http://www.projo.com
I made some progress on my fanfic, but as has been habit the last few weeks… I get a few great ideas which then evaporate as soon as I try to put words to virtual paper. *sigh* Still plugging, but I’m frustrated. And the thing is with this particular project… the 10,000 word limit is not the issue here. Nor is characterization. It’s just progression that’s not working right. And if I’m not satisfied with it, I definitely don’t feel right presenting it.
I’d signed up for the September edition of supportstacie, but I might pull back out of it. I’m just a bit demoralized about my writing and may just need to take a step back. We’ll see. I still have about a month to figure out what’s what. I think the biggest problem I’m having is that I hate feeling irresponsible when it comes to these deadlines. Maybe it’s the journalism degree, maybe it’s just my personality, but I absolutely despise when I’m late on things. Even though I’ve been busy with work and house projects and all, I just feel like an irresponsible git. And what’s happening is that I’m making it even harder on myself because I’m trying to get things done and beating myself up for being so slow at the same time. It’s stupid, and I know it’s stupid… and yet I can’t seem to break myself of the habit.
One way or the other, I won’t quit writing completely. I’m thinking I may just need to do some pressure-free stuff for a while and tinker with some ideas, or start something new. I have to admit that I’m itching to do some cross-stitch, too, but I won’t let myself when I still have obligation fic to write. One way or the other, I don’t plan on writing much this winter at all. I have a bunch of stitching projects in various stages of completion, and I’m feeling the need to get lost with my needle again with no real timetable.
Anyway, we’ll see.
Erich wrapped up the second coat on the walls in the kitchen. Once everything had dried, we determined that it did need an additional coat. All’s now done, and we’re getting the hands-and-knees style floor scrubbing in with the TSP cleaner, but at this point, I may just stick to some basic mopping until the weather cools down. I don’t handle the humidity well at all under normal circumstances, and that kind of heavy cleaning makes me a bit nervous in this weather. Scrubbing the bathroom yesterday had me nearly fainting by the end.
Needless to say, the rest of the day was spent on the couch right in front of the AC, cooling it. I caught up on my Netflix and took a time out from things. Watched Zodiac, which was pretty good, and then watched the first DVD of Roots, which I’d somehow never seen (which is one of those oh… EVERYONE’S IN THIS miniseries). It’s still odd to see LeVar Burton’s eyes and how bright and expressive they are. Too many years watching ST:TNG, and not enough with Reading Rainbow, apparently.
Ah well… off to a day at reception. Maybe a few more scene tinkerings. I will get this thing posted… I will.
Dear fellow MBTA travelers who were trapped on the 7:35 Providence train:
I realize that when we get in an hour late due to yet another engine breakdown, I totally understand the attitude of “screw it, I’m already late” and you decide to take your dear sweet time.
HOWEVER… morning trains generally involve this glorious invention called coffee to get the body moving. And when the train has been forced to sit dead on the tracks for an hour, that coffee generally has had time to work through the human system, and the bladder goes into distress whilst waiting to get to a place guaranteed to have an accessible bathroom – which sadly is NOT Back Bay station, even though it’s the first stop past the breakdown. As you all know – there may or may not be a bathroom on the morning train. AND, even if there is one – it’s impossible to know which car it’s in, nor if you will even be able to access it due to people having to stand in the aisles because the train is so full.
So really – get off the phone, stop walking at the same speed the train-pushing-a-train crawled along the tracks for 40 minutes from Hyde Park, and MOVE YOUR ASS into the station, so the horde of women driven to madness due to needing to pee can get past you to go to the scary bathroom they’d otherwise never want to use. Short urethras and all that make for some desperation when you’ve thought about nothing but having to pee and how to prevent yourself from having an accident for over an hour.
(why no… um… I have no personal experience with this issue this morning… why do you ask?)
Draft for hearts_in_time – done. Although if I have time, I may further tinker with it. Needs beta work.
Draft for oh_she_knows – mostly done… although smut bunnies decided to make a housecall. So currently, the Doctor is having a glorious time kissing Rose. My posting window’s the 11-15th, so I’m in good shape there. Needs beta work.
Support Stacie auction – waiting my instructions from wiggiemomsi *waves since she’s now on my friends list). I’m plotting with wendymr regarding our joint win for dameruth. And I think I’ve decided what I’d like to request from clevermonikerr. Maybe, hopefully… *strokes chin thoughtfully*
And I have so many weird broken draft attempts for the first two that I just couldn’t get moving in the timeframe I had available. Hmm….
Overall, I do feel good right now. Scary – when do I ever feel good in regards to writing deadlines?
It’s quite cold out there today, and the sea is the prettiest shade of bright blue right now. Not a cloud in the sky. Absolutely lovely.
It’s clearly winter because I’m waking up with somewhere between 2-4 cats on the bed every morning.
Apparently Erich managed to finally get Hoodsie to purr last night. Given that I have yet to hear this personally, I still disbelieve. But it’ll be a wonderful breakthrough if this cat purrs. We do get chuffs from him, and he does breathe very heavy at times when you pet him, so he’s been *close* to purring… but not quite.
Traumatized cat with major abandonment issues may be headed for a big breakthrough sign of being domesticated again.
OK… need to work now.