February 12th, 2010
There's snow on my patio!

There's snow on my patio!

And there's snow on my yard!

And there's snow on my yard!

And there's snow on my plants!

And there's snow on my plants!

This just isn’t right!

It’s really funny, though.  People were closing down things earlier this afternoon, even though it was just raining and wasn’t even that chilly.  It’s *still* not that chilly – but apparently it’s chilly enough!  People were walking around outside when I went to take pictures.  (Sorry about the picture quality, by the way.  My camera is on its last legs and my phone doesn’t take great shots.)

Kids are clambering to get outside and run around.  Dogs are barking at this weird fluff falling from the sky.  Apparently the grocery stores were crazy earlier this afternoon.  I heard sirens going a little while ago.  Southerners just aren’t prepared for driving in this stuff!  And there’s a lot of it coming down!  Big, fluffy flakes that are sticky and clinging to everything.  And melting once they hit something that hasn’t chilled down much, like pavement, but still accumulating enough to make a difference.

I wonder how long it’s been since it snowed this far south!

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February 12th, 2010

Last night at about 3:30, four fire engines and several other emergency vehicles rolled down our street and parked for about 30 minutes.  We live in a townhouse and all the townhouses in our housing development are all on the same circle.  These fire trucks came rolling in with their lights flashing and parked along part of the length of the circle.  And as far as we could tell, in our jolted-out-of-sleep state, they didn’t actually find anything that warranted all four fire engines.  Or, even, one fire engine.

They sat there for a while and then started shining lights at the houses – not just the flashing lights they had already going, but painfully bright spot lights that they pointed at the houses along the circle.  My only guess is that they were trying to find out where the emergency was supposed to be happening.  I could hear the chatter of walkie-talkies through my window, but not what they were saying.

And then they left.  I have no idea what the deal was or what they were expecting to find.  When I looked around briefly this morning, I couldn’t see anything out of place.  It was very odd.

My best guess is that the fire engine infantry is still waging their war against the bus brigadiers.  They thought there was a sighting and came with all their fire power to run the encroacher out.  They did a thorough search but didn’t find anything.  Little do they know!  The bus went across the street and hid in the ranks of school busses.

In other odd news, they’re predicting snow for this afternoon.  Snow!  Come on!

 

Winter Storm Warning (NOAA)

URGENT – WINTER WEATHER MESSAGE
NATIONAL WEATHER SERVICE CHARLESTON SC
317 AM EST FRI FEB 12 2010

…A SIGNIFICANT WINTER STORM WILL IMPACT PARTS OF THE AREA THIS AFTERNOON INTO TONIGHT…

BEAUFORT-COASTAL COLLETON-CHARLESTON-COASTAL JASPER-
INCLUDING THE CITIES OF…BEAUFORT…HILTON HEAD…EDISTO BEACH…CHARLESTON…JASPER

317 AM EST FRI FEB 12 2010

…WINTER STORM WARNING IN EFFECT FROM NOON TODAY TO 6 AM EST SATURDAY…

THE NATIONAL WEATHER SERVICE IN CHARLESTON HAS ISSUED A WINTER STORM WARNING FOR HEAVY SNOW…WHICH IS IN EFFECT FROM NOON TODAY TO 6 AM EST SATURDAY. THE WINTER STORM WATCH IS NO LONGER IN EFFECT.

LOW PRESSURE WILL INTENSIFY OVER THE NORTHEAST GULF OF MEXICO THIS MORNING…THEN MOVE ACROSS THE FLORIDA PENINSULA THIS AFTERNOON TO A POSITION OFF THE CAROLINA COAST TONIGHT.

RAIN WILL DEVELOP ACROSS THE AREA TODAY…MAINLY AFTER NOON. AS COLDER AIR FROM THE NORTH OVERSPREADS THE REGION…THE RAIN WILL BEGIN TO MIX WITH AND EVENTUALLY CHANGE OVER TO ALL SNOW LATE THIS AFTERNOON OR EARLY THIS EVENING. SNOW…MODERATE TO HEAVY AT TIMES…WILL THEN PERSIST THROUGH MUCH OF FRIDAY NIGHT…TAPERING OFF PRIOR TO DAYBREAK SATURDAY. TOTAL SNOW ACCUMULATIONS OF 2 TO 4 INCHES ARE EXPECTED. LOCALLY HIGHER AMOUNTS ARE POSSIBLE ALONG THE U.S. HIGHWAY 17 CORRIDOR NORTH OF BEAUFORT.

PRECAUTIONARY/PREPAREDNESS ACTIONS…

A WINTER STORM WARNING MEANS SIGNIFICANT AMOUNTS OF SNOW… SLEET…OR ICE ARE EXPECTED OR ALREADY OCCURRING. THIS WILL MAKE TRAVEL VERY HAZARDOUS OR EVEN IMPOSSIBLE.

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February 9th, 2010

I just read an amusing article over at Unclutterer called “What clutter affects an unclutterer?”  The writer is an organizer, but she talked about the areas in her life where she has a hard time keeping things uncluttered.

I thought I’d drop in quickly and share a little bit of mine.

One of the places that I have the hardest time keeping organized is my desk.  I have a small little desk in my office that has three drawers on the left side and a pencil drawer across the lap of the person sitting there.  I have the hardest time keeping those drawers cleaned out.  What’s supposed to happen is that the bottom drawer has photography things – prints and frames and CDs and manuals.  The middle drawer holds office items like extra printer ink, note paper, clip-boards, etc.  The top drawer holds my address book and my Nintendo DS and my music box.  And the pencil drawer holds my pens, pencils, stapler, tape dispenser, etc.

It’s never as tidy as all that.  I’ve got papers in the top two drawers that I need to read and figure out what I’m doing to do with them, but I haven’t gotten around to reading them yet.  Justin’s transcripts from college are still sitting in my middle drawer from when I was trying to decrypt them back in November or so.  I don’t know why I’m holding on to the prints and whatever else is hiding in the bottom drawer.  I’ve got a whole box of photographs up in my closet, too, that I just need to send to a scanner and get put onto discs.  I’ve got more pens and pencils and scissors than I know what to do with.

What I really need to do is get rid of the desk entirely and work on a table that doesn’t have any drawers.  That way I can’t hide anything in there.

So, that’s my long-term tidiness issue.  My short-term problems are:

  • The bathroom, where I tend to drop clothes or whatever else was in my hand when I went to change into exercise clothes or pajamas.  I have a hook on the wall and the back of the door and they tend to get covered in clothing before the end of the week . . . if they make it there from off the floor and the counter.
  • The flat surfaces in my office, where bills, paperwork, and other things that should go in there somewhere just get thrown until I have time to go back and try to put them into the right places.  I have a desk, a table, a trunk, a filing cabinet, and a chair that are all good candidates for having things thrown on them.
  • The front door, where I throw sweaters, jackets, purses, lunch bags, shopping bags, and shoes as I come in the door.  I really need a set of hooks there so I stop throwing them over the shoe rack and the hamper.  Shoes are my biggest culprit.  I keep some shoes downstairs and most of my dress shoes upstairs, but by the end of the week, almost all of my shoes are downstairs.

I usually find time once or twice a week to clean up these problems, especially on Friday afternoons when I get off work early.  But they build up again in a few days if I’m not really diligent about it.  The kitchen could maybe go on this list, if it’s been a busy week and I’ve not felt up to keeping it clean, but the kitchen is an area where I sincerely try to keep it as clean as I can.

Anyway!  Some of my struggles as an organizer.

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February 4th, 2010

This morning I hit a bit of calm and I honestly had no idea what to do with myself.  For about an hour, I wandered around poking at different things, wondering what I was supposed to be doing.

I finally found it and it’s going to take me a few days to finish it, but I actually have until NEXT Friday to finish it!  It’s amazing!

That’s the kind of week I’ve been having.

The good news is that the presentation that I had to do this morning seemed to go over pretty well.  I was given the assignment to do this presentation last Wednesday with the mandate that it be “no longer than 30 minutes.”  THIRTY MINUTES?  Like, half an hour?  And you think I’ll talk longer than that?  Do you know me at all?

And I was supposed to find someone to help me present the topic, and even though I begged and pleaded and offered cookies and got permission to get people excused from other projects by the DIRECTOR, I still got zero support.  So I did it by myself.  I put together a PowerPoint presentation and got the document printed out that I was presenting (86 pages) and prepared to talk for 25 minutes, with 5 minutes left over for Q&A.

I spent Monday preparing the document in between running around like crazy doing my regular job (the document was already written and mostly put together, but it needed formatting and other changes).  I spent Tuesday working only on my regular job, trying to support the schedule and getting my actual job stuff done.  I spent all yesterday putting together the PowerPoint presentation and figuring out what I was going to say for 25 minutes, while also supporting the overall activity in my group and regular job.

The presentation was this morning.  There was an hour allotted to me and another presentation from my area.  The presentation before mine took 45 minutes.  I was quietly asked by one of the event coordinators if I could do mine in 15 minutes instead of 30. 

Sure!

And I did.  I watched the clock carefully and abbreviated the things I was going to say and talked more quickly than I should have and glossed over one topic altogether, but told them where they could read about it in the document I handed out to them.  And I ended at 13 minutes so I could have 2 minutes for Q&A.  And they were impressed with the amount of information I could give them in 15 minutes and they loved the document that they were able to take with them for reading later on.

All in all, I think it went over really well.  And my actual job project was submitted on time yesterday, supporting the schedule.  And the other project that I’ve been working on is right on schedule.  I’ve been running around like a crazy person, but I’m apparently making a good impression to people watching me.  It’s encouraging, but I’m ready to slow down a little bit.

Which is why I’m excited that this new project isn’t due until next Friday.  I can actually breathe!  And think!  And go home and not feel completely burned out.

Though, you should all be proud of me:  Monday and Wednesday, even though I’d had a long, exhausting day, I still went to Zumba.  I worked Zumba so hard yesterday that I was drenched in sweat and not thinking coherently by the end.  Tuesday, I admit, I sat in my chair and watched TV, after working an hour later at work than normal.  But I’m thinking about hitting the Yogalates class at the gym tonight and a girl is allowed a break now and then.

Anyway, that’s where I disappeared to the last several days.  I’ve been working really, really hard.

Oh!  And I sang at church again on Sunday and I had an echo part all by myself on one song and I was really nervous about it, but a lot of people told me that I looked really comfortable and that I sounded really good, and Justin said I didn’t look nearly as much like I was going to faint.  Yea!

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January 28th, 2010

Today is Thursday.  This morning I woke up to my alarm ringing at 5:50 and discovered that I had the majority of the comforter on my side of the bed.  Again.  After snoozing my alarm, I pulled the cover back onto Justin’s side of the bed and curled up behind him to wait for the five minutes before my alarm would ring again.  And again.  And then again.  And, just for kicks, one more time.  And then I gave him a kiss on the arm, crawled from under the blankets, and got out of bed, movement that startled him awake and caused him to look at his clock and say that he hadn’t heard my alarm ringing.

I showered, I found clothing to wear, I went downstairs to pull together the pieces of my lunch.  I made time to load and run the dishwasher to try to eliminate the smell emanating from the sink.  I went outside to start my car, warming it up to clear the frost from the windshield.  Then I went back upstairs to dry my hair before curling back up in bed behind Justin, waking him up and enjoying some time together before I left for the day.  Yesterday I skipped drying my hair because I was running late – my hair would dry on its own, but the cuddles could not be made up later.  Even if it’s only for a minute because I’m running late, I find time to curl up for hugs and cuddles and good mornings with my husband.

I drove to work, walked in from the parking lot, and clocked in to work.  I put my lunch in the fridge and microwaved my oatmeal.  I filled my water bottle and put water in the tea pot.  I ate my oatmeal and checked my email and went over projects that I finished yesterday.

I started the week with four documents to review and several projects.  I completed reviewing three of those documents – one for initial submittal, one for future review by coworkers, and another for immediate coworker review.  I may receive changes to the documents at any time, but at the moment, they are as complete as I can make them.

Today I intended to complete reviewing the remaining document to get it prepared for coworker review early next week.  But halfway through the morning, I was assigned a new document. It’s a lot more complicated than the documents I usually edit, and I’m writing it from scratch, following a template.  It’s going to take me several days, and that’s without taking time out to work on updating the calendar of tasks for my department and making changes to that schedule, and the other many projects that land on my desk every day.

Unfortunately, this means that I did not start preparing for a presentation that I have been assigned to complete next Thursday.  I have a lot of work to do there, but the schedule must be upheld!

During my lunch-hour walk, I got distracted from my exercise by a bat on the ground.  A bat of the furry, nocturnal kind, not the wooden, baseball kind.  It was curled up on the ground next to the walking trail, and I thought it was dead until I moved a pine needle off its back and saw that it was breathing.  I don’t know how the poor thing ended up on the ground, but I couldn’t just leave it there.  So I tried to get it to latch onto a stick so I could put it on the top of the nearby fence, from where it should be able to launch.  It didn’t want to hold onto the stick, so I ended up picking it up with two sticks and moving it, and then it didn’t want to hold onto the fence, either.  By then, it had hissed at me several times and we were both getting agitated, so I left it at the bottom of the fence, in the hopes that it could figure out how to climb up by itself once dusk fell.  And I covered it up with a few leaves so hopefully it wouldn’t get too hot in the sun and hopefully no passing wild animal would snack on it.

When I got inside, I looked it up on the internet, and apparently I was on the right track, trying to get it to latch onto a stick.  I should have moved it to a leafy spot on a tree instead of a wire fence, but since it didn’t want to hold onto the stick, it doesn’t really matter.

The rest of my afternoon was filled with trying to understand my new project, completing other tasks assigned to me, emailing people to invite them to a meeting, trying to see if I needed to reschedule that meeting, receiving the notice that we would not be rescheduling it, emailing more people to find out what was wrong with my source data, talking with people to figure out what I should do with the incorrect source data, and puzzling and puzzling and puzzling over what was different between one document and three others and why that was the case.  And thinking about that bat and trying to decide what to do about it.

At 5:00 I clocked off from work.  I walked out to my car, pulled out a pair of leather gloves from my toolbox and a shoe box from my trunk, and walked back out to where I’d left the bat.  It wasn’t there.  I poked all over looking for it but I couldn’t find a single sign of it.  It didn’t look like there had been a struggle, so I’m holding onto the belief that it crawled or climbed off somewhere and found its way home.  I haven’t got a clue what I would have done with it if I’d managed to get it into the shoe box.  I’m glad I didn’t have to figure that one out.

I went home and turned on my computer to listen to the music for band practice, something I should have done before then, but hadn’t managed to do.  I was still doing that when Justin got home.  We chatted for a while about what was going on with our day before I went to go finish listening and poking at my computer.  He went and did the same.

And then I went to band practice.  I really enjoy getting to sing with the band.  I missed being able to enjoy music with other people in that way.  We went through our songs, a couple of which were familiar but I enjoyed the refresher, and one of which was completely new and I have a lot of practice on my own to do before Sunday morning.

I left, got gas on my way home, and made it back to the house and to my computer, to now.  And I don’t know why this is the post that I’m doing today, but I’ve been working on it all day long, trying to keep track of my day.  I found it an interesting exercise.  Obviously, my afternoon got a little away from me, but it got really complicated there for several hours where I was doing several things at once, one of which was really stupidly complicated.

But there you go!  That was my Thursday.  Now, I’m going to go downstairs, where I think Justin is making dinner, and then I’m going to go to bed.

I hope you all had a wonderful Thursday!

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