It is Tuesday and Day Three of NaBloPoMo. I am already feeling Wildly Overwhelmed. It’s a GOOD overwhelm: I am so excited! So many new posts! So many thoughtful comments! And yet, I am feeling a bit like the toddler being attacked by puppies. The joy! The delight! The inability to do anything but lie there helplessly!
What is your strategy for reading and commenting on blog posts? I have no strategy and am therefore already behind.
Perhaps if I had planned my posts, and did not have to write those in the moment, I would have more time to read/comment and be feeling better about the whole thing. (If you have post suggestions for me, please feel free to share them via my Ask Me Anything form.)
Speaking of feeling overwhelmed, I am also feeling overwhelmed by:
…election uncertainty.
I voted. That’s all I can do. While I have no idea what’s going to happen – especially in my state, which feels like it could easily go either way – I am very much looking forward to the end of all the spam texts. There are so many and they are SO RIDICULOUS.
…Christmas anticipation.
How’s your Christmas planning going? Mine, so far, encompasses some vague thoughts about potential gift ideas. Like, super vague. I may share some of them in post form, because that helps me organize my thoughts. We’ll see if I can get my act together.
…exhaustion.
My cat is not dealing well with The Time Change. He is surly and accusatory and runs away from me when I approach him. He came into my room at THREE AY EM to scratch the carpet, which is one of his tried-and-true It’s Time to Wake Up alarm settings. Even if the time hadn’t changed, that’s too early.
My husband and I are not dealing well with The Time Change. I thought we would feel more rested! I thought we’d pop out of bed an hour early! But no. We are both hitting snooze and grumbling at the cat, whose secondary alarm setting is to climb onto various surfaces and knock things onto the floor. Maybe if the cat would chill out, we’d be able to get some sleep?
…fluff.
Speaking of the cat: Lenny is experiencing his fall shed. We got a very brief reprieve from his spring shed, a reprieve of about a month. It was a wonderful month. But now we’re back to tumbleweeds of fur littering our floors. My dutiful robot vacuum Rocky is on the job, although sometimes the fur is too voluminous for him to handle and he has to reroute himself around it. I’ve also purchased a new handheld vacuum for the stairs and furniture. So far, I like it a lot. Our regular vacuum does a great job of cleaning the carpeted areas of our home and I’m contemplating getting a second one, to minimize the amount of lugging it up and down the stairs I do. While I would be 100% happy just getting the exact same vacuum, I kind of have a wandering eye. If you have pets, what kind of vacuum do you use to stem the fluff?
Lenny loves to lie directly in Rocky’s path, so that Rocky has to go around him.
…routine shakeup.
My child has begun a new set of activities, but they are so new that we haven’t established any sort of a routine. Sometimes it feels to me as though the adults in charge of said activities take the same approach to planning that I have taken toward NaBloPoMo. I do not care for that.
…fall beauty.
We have had the most glorious, luxuriously long fall. The first photo I have of fall leaves is from October 2. And now, more than a month later, our trees are still gorgeous. Sure, some of them have lost their leaves (do you think they feel jealous of their still-frocked friends? or are they relieved to be able to rest?), but many many are still decked out in the most fanciful array of crimson and gold. I cannot get enough and I have been taking mental pictures and actual photos as often as I can. The photos never quite do justice to the beauty of my surroundings, though.
Did you know that it is nearly November?! Which means that I am going to be (supposedly) posting every day, for NaBloPoMo. (Considering I wrote part of this post on Tuesday, tried to post it Wednesday and Friday and got interrupted, NaBloPoMo may be a big fat pipe dream.) But what, pray tell, shall I write about during the course of that long and dreary month? If you have any burning questions for me, or ideas for posts you want to see, now’s your chance! My old Ask Me Anything form stopped working, so I have set up a new one right here. Please check it out and ask away!
I hope you have questions for me, because I have some questions for you.
When you make leftovers, how long do you expect those leftovers to stretch?
I used to actively dislike leftovers, but I have come around. Now, as long as it’s something I really like – fire fry! chipotle chicken tortilla soup! chipotle chicken tacos! I like-ah the spice! – I am happy to eat it day after day. Maybe not indefinitely, but I’d be happy eating any of those things I just mentioned for a whole week.
However. I just learned that my husband is happy eating a thing, and then eating it as leftovers, and that’s it. I should not find this as surprising as I do, based on his “we eat tacos too often” stance.
This is good for me, of course, because I wind up getting most of the yummy yummy fire fry/soup/tacos to myself. But it’s not so good when I am counting on not cooking for the number of days a food lasts.
Listen, there are most definitely things I don’t want to eat even a second time. For most things, though, I feel like the ideal amount of leftovers is enough for two meals AFTER the initial meal. But maybe I’m wrong?
What is the correct your preferred way to pack a grocery bag?
The other day at the grocery store, for the first time ever in my history of patronizing grocery stores, the checker requested that I put all my produce together to make it easier on the bagger.
I am just now realizing that usually, my produce goes on the belt last. So it’s probably always together already. But this time, I think I may have put some of the heavier produce (onions, sweet potatoes) on the belt first, and then withheld lighter non-produce items (tortilla shells, a quarter pound of deli ham) along with my tomato, bananas, and precious bell peppers (I cannot stand a bruised bell pepper, and I want them to go ON TOP). Perhaps the “all produce together” rule has always been in place, and I’ve only just now run afoul of it.
The checker seemed to feel weird about her request. (Maybe I caused her to feel weird, by remarking – in what I thought was a cheery, non-argumentative way – that no one had ever asked me to do that before.) She kept thanking me for rearranging my items on the belt. And then she gave me a semi-long explanation for why she’d asked me to put the produce together in the first place, which boils down to: the checkers like to bag like items together.
Lenny has Thoughts about how the baggers acked these bags.
Well. I found that FASCINATING. Since the pandemic, I have had quite a lot of experience bagging my groceries myself, and here is how I prefer to do it:
Between 2 and 4 heavy-ish things on the bottom of each bag (milk cartons, large yogurt containers, flour, sugar, large cans of tomato puree, cartons of ice cream)
A nice base of less heavy but sturdy/boxed items (boxed rice, mixed lettuce in a plastic clamshell, frozen pancakes, containers of salsa or guacamole, boxed pasta, crackers, butter, cream cheese)
Or, a nice base of less heavy/smaller cans (beans or tomato sauce or coconut milk)
Or, a nice base of heavy, sturdy produce (onions, potatoes, sweet potatoes, carrots, citrus fruits, iceberg lettuce)
The middle section is for meats, awkward and semi-sturdy vegetables (broccoli, cauliflower, celery), and bagged items (shredded cheese, cookie mix, frozen peas or mango, chocolate chips, bagged rice/beans/lentils)
The top section is for light and/or delicate things (cilantro, green beans, bell peppers, cucumbers, tomatoes, bananas, berries, bagged pasta, bread, chips)
Eggs and flowers go in a separate bag
I have most definitely run into grocery store baggers who, like, put all the canned goods in one bag. Or who put three items into each of ten separate bags. But I’ve dismissed those occasions as errors on the part of people who either don’t do the shopping and therefore don’t have to carry bags into their house, or are body builders, or, conversely, have no upper body strength whatsoever. I had no idea that, it seems, they have all been TAUGHT to do things this way.
The baggers at Trader Joe’s have been taught a different and far superior way. Without exception, they seem to possess clear understanding about which items should accompany one another, what should go on top vs on the bottom and – crucially important – how to pack a shit ton of groceries into the one solitary reusable bag you brought in from the car, so sure were you that you were only going to buy the three things on your list.
Tell me all your grocery bagging ways.
What Halloween candy have you bought this year?
Carla has persuaded me to buy two bags each of Brach’s candy corn and candy pumpkins. That is, so far, the ONLY Halloween candy I’ve purchased. I have no idea if my husband and I will even give out candy tomorrow. We haven’t decorated our yard, so it’s kind of unclear whether we even celebrate Halloween. But, more pertinent, I have not purchased any Halloween candy to hand out!
I’ve tried. I’ve been in Target a couple of times recently and looked at the Halloween selection with the express purpose of getting some to hand out. IT’S SO EXPENSIVE. A bag of, I think, 75 pieces of candy is TWENTY AMERICAN DOLLARS. That is ridiculous!
Well, I am apparently not the only one complaining about candy costs.
We get a good number of trick-or-treaters, so it’s not like we could buy one bag and call it a day. We usually buy two or three of the giant bags from Costco (I haven’t been to Costco recently, so I have no idea how much they cost). But the bags from Target are NOT BIG ENOUGH. They seem very eeny compared to years past. So it feels like we are getting much less candy for much more money. UGH.
(Edit: After I wrote, tried to, and failed to publish this post, I went to Costco. The bags there had 92 pieces of candy and cost about $21.99. More reasonable but still. My husband voted for turning off the porch lights and watching a scary movie instead of welcoming trick-or-treaters. This feels a little mean and a lot sad, but I left without buying anything.)
I didn’t think to order candy from Amazon, but it looks like that would have been the better option. Oh well, too late now. What are you doing?
Is this anxiety, or Something Real?
Necessary context: with the complete support of my doctor, I stopped taking anxiety medication a couple of months ago. So far, I have noticed that a) I am sleeping much better and feeling much less sleepy during the day and b) my anxiety has ticked up a bit.
I am currently in a spiral about a friendship, and I can’t tell if it’s justified or if it’s just anxiety. Probably I should just TALK TO MY FRIEND, right? But… what if there’s absolutely nothing wrong on my friend’s end, and I am being an overanalytic psycho? I don’t want to come off as clingy or desperate or obsessed or or or. But also… what if I don’t ask and our friendship just dissolves? I can FEEL that this is anxiety; my whole body is tense. My brain keeps coming up with all these very defensible ways that it Knows Something, and I’ve done Something Horribly Wrong, even though the plausible Wrongs are very vague and amorphous. (But plausible!) Also, this is the type of friend who – I think – would come to me if there were Something Horribly Wrong. I don’t see this friend feeling hurt or wronged or whatever and just… pretending things are okay. But then again: THINGS FEEL OFF. Anyway. Ugh. Perhaps the clearest path to take is to restart my anxiety medication.
In the meantime: based on your assessment of my very non-specific and brief explanation of this worry, is this anxiety, or is it Something Real? And whether it is or isn’t, what should I DO about it? If your advice is to reach out to my friend, I am going to need a script please.
Would you like to see a picture of my cat?
This is, of course, a rhetorical question because I am pretty sure the answer is yes. But I have locked myself into this Question Format and I can’t think of anything else (see previous bullet).
If, however, you are on the fence about whether you want to see the cat or not – I mean, there’s ALREADY a picture of him in the post – let me tell you this: Carla and I took him into our yard for an impromptu fall photo shoot yesterday.
He LOVED IT. He loves Outdoors, plus, he finds leaves fascinating. Once in awhile, a stiff breeze will send leaves showering from the trees in our yard, and he has to leap up to whatever window-adjacent surface he can reach so he can watch them fall and try to bap-bap them through the glass. Are they toys? Are they prey? Nobody knows.
That’s all I have for you today, Internet. Hope you have a pleasantly spooky Halloween, full of treats.
I made cinnamon apple muffins yesterday, despite learning during the flour measuring portion of the baking that a) my flour was BREAD flour and b) I had already filled my Tupperware flour container with said flour, except that it hadn’t been empty, so the new bread flour is now mixed with an unknown amount of old all-purpose flour.
Blogger continues to be super weird. Some Blogger blogs allow me to make comments as per usual. Other Blogger blogs only work if I open an “incognito” window and comment there. A small number of Blogger blogs don’t let me comment at ALL. Why. What the hell.
A person I deal with regularly assured me more than a year ago that they didn’t have a specific type of equipment we needed to work together. Not only that, but they were unable, for various unsolvable reasons, to procure the equipment. We have – Tim Gunn voice – made it work, but our workaround, which always had limitations, is growing increasingly cumbersome. Last week, in a fit of irritation, I reached out to this person’s superior to ask for a resolution. Turns out, the equipment was available ALL ALONG. I am… so annoyed.
Our choices of online retailers continue to drive me bonkers. I placed an order for Halloween stuff, chose the arrival date that supposedly means fewer boxes, and then watched as everything arrived separately. Wait – that’s not entirely true; the tube of black lipstick was stuck in with one of the items. But what’s annoying me more than that is that the delivery people seem to delight in leaving the boxes in the worst possible place. A few weeks ago, “the worst possible place” was on the edge of the stoop furthest away from the house, when it was actively raining and they would have had to move it six inches at most for it to be under the overhang. But yesterday, they left a box on our driveway, smack in the center of the closed garage door, in the perfect spot for my husband to run over it on his way to work. Thank goodness I checked my email and saw the notification that said “Delivered 1 Item: Pet Supplies” because it’s not like anyone ever rings the bell anymore. I was able to swoop out and scoop it up before my husband unknowingly destroyed it.
We have a fruit fly infestation. In the past, an aging banana or a pot of cat grass that had been around too long might attract a handful of fruit flies. But it seems like there are dozens of them, flitting around my house. I have eliminated all fruit, garbage, and plants with the potential to harbor them. I have scrubbed. I have sprayed. I have vacuumed. They persist!
Related: My husband stopped on the way home to buy a Zevo, which is apparently something he and my daughter know about and I do not. We set it up and were gratified to see that two fruit flies immolated themselves upon the sticky tape almost immediately. The remaining fruit flies must be smarter than they look because the rest of them avoided the Zevo. I now have a dish of apple cider vinegar and soap sitting out next to the Zevo. So far, the fruit flies seem happy to congregate around the rim of the dish without taking a dip.
We are currently having work done on the exterior of our house (yay!) and it makes me feel trapped in the house (boo).
The book I am currently listening to is REALLY GOOD and engrossing and creepy… but it’s also really upsetting because it’s about bullying and murder and being a teenage girl. But it’s SO GOOD I can’t stop listening.
Carla asked me to take her to the dollar store yesterday after school to get nail glue and Pokemon cards and they are alllllllllll decked out for Christmas. It is still October. I CANNOT DEAL.
You know who else who has some serious grievances? Lenny.
He is, shall we say, not loving the bat costume (aka Pet Supplies) that Carla ordered for him.
What’s grumping you out this week?
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