stuff done: Friday-Saturday
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edenfalling1. Finished outlining Susan's super-belated gift story. My next creative task is to finish editing "Second Chances" (my Daredevil Secret Santa fic from Dec. 2016), after which I will move on to my FandomTrumpsHate fic.
2. Bought some groceries.
3. Watered my houseplants. Also applied a drop or two of anti-fungal solution to each of my peat cylinders, since they were starting to grow mold and that is obviously no good for the pepper seeds I am actually trying to grow. *crosses fingers for the seeds*
4. Cut my fingernails and toenails.
5. Took an afternoon shower and finished packing in preparation for the lock-in.
6. Helped staff the Ithaca/Oneonta lock-in!
So, the basic premise was two youth groups holding a group sleepover, with some planned activities and stuff. The goal was both to get them to meet each other and hopefully get along (which seems to have happened, yay) and to give them some practice organizing get-togethers which will serve as a miniature trial run for maybe jointly hosting a con next year. (Neither group has enough people to do that alone, besides which the Oneonta church building physically does not have enough space, but together they could probably pull it off.)
The Oneonta group arrived around 6pm Friday night, after which the schedule went roughly as follows: icebreaker activities, dinner, watch a movie (The Breakfast Club, about which more thoughts later), more activities, worship service, bed. Get up around 8:30am Saturday for breakfast, service activity (chop vegetables for our church's monthly community soup lunch), get dressed, walk on the Commons, lunch, pack, workshop on utopia/dystopia, Oneonta group leaves around 3pm.
I spent a bunch of time washing dishes (since even using paper plates and bowls, we still generated a bunch of dirty bowls and utensils). I also missed their worship because I crashed pretty hard around 10:30pm and slept until ~2:30am. I wandered downstairs and asked Ann (the DRE) when she wanted me to take an 'awake' shift, and she said 4-6am. So I went back to bed (sleeping bag on a sofa) for an hour of iffy sleep, after which I was up until ~6:30am alternatively talking with some fellow awake adults and reading a magazine on my own. Then I went back to bed for another hour of iffy sleep until 8am, whereupon I got up and attempted to clean myself with a washcloth, a bathroom sink, some liquid handsoap, and a handtowel to dry off. (The beauty of short hair is that you CAN wash it semi-successfully under such circumstances, but I still felt pretty scuzzy despite my best efforts.) I also chaperoned the walk on the Commons, and ended up splitting off from the group when one kid got peopled out and needed some time to chill and then to go back to the church to continue chilling rather than rejoin the larger group.
So now let me talk briefly about The Breakfast Club. I had never seen the movie before (yes, I am pop culture deprived, this is a known issue, I do not particularly care) and while I can see its appeal -- mismatched group of kids all with their own troubles and pressures form bonds in trying circumstances -- it both moves way too fast (I mean, loosening up under the influence of pot aside, I am pretty sure you'd need several weeks of forced closeness to get those people to open up to each other that much) and has some extremely icky and unexamined sexual politics. I kept waiting for Claire to slap Bender in the face, or for him to realize he was being way the fuck out of line, and I am skeeved out that they sort of ended up together without her either getting to go off on him the way he went off on her several times (and everybody else) and/or him giving her a sincere apology with actual words and backing it up with some kind of action. *makes unhappy face*
Anyway, enough about that.
7. Shoveled my sidewalk when I got home, despite being dead tired, because I am apparently the only tenant who cares about that. Nrgh.
8. Unpacked, took a shower, and then TOOK A NAP.
9. Posted about my week on Facebook. I think I've mentioned that I'm trying out weekly updates over there as a way to stay connected to people I know non-fannishly. It seems to be working as intended.
10. Called Vicky to sing Happy Birthday to her answering machine. :)
11. Boiled a dozen eggs.
12. Received my federal tax refund, yay! I promptly transferred most of it from checking to savings, where it will sit while I figure out how much of it I want to apply to a church pledge and how much I want to dump into my IRA as a 2016 contribution. (I would really like to be able to eventually retire rather than having to work until I'm ninety to keep up with expenses, so I contribute what I can when I can, even if it's not nearly as much or as often as I'd like.)
And now, I think, I will go back to bed. :)
2. Bought some groceries.
3. Watered my houseplants. Also applied a drop or two of anti-fungal solution to each of my peat cylinders, since they were starting to grow mold and that is obviously no good for the pepper seeds I am actually trying to grow. *crosses fingers for the seeds*
4. Cut my fingernails and toenails.
5. Took an afternoon shower and finished packing in preparation for the lock-in.
6. Helped staff the Ithaca/Oneonta lock-in!
So, the basic premise was two youth groups holding a group sleepover, with some planned activities and stuff. The goal was both to get them to meet each other and hopefully get along (which seems to have happened, yay) and to give them some practice organizing get-togethers which will serve as a miniature trial run for maybe jointly hosting a con next year. (Neither group has enough people to do that alone, besides which the Oneonta church building physically does not have enough space, but together they could probably pull it off.)
The Oneonta group arrived around 6pm Friday night, after which the schedule went roughly as follows: icebreaker activities, dinner, watch a movie (The Breakfast Club, about which more thoughts later), more activities, worship service, bed. Get up around 8:30am Saturday for breakfast, service activity (chop vegetables for our church's monthly community soup lunch), get dressed, walk on the Commons, lunch, pack, workshop on utopia/dystopia, Oneonta group leaves around 3pm.
I spent a bunch of time washing dishes (since even using paper plates and bowls, we still generated a bunch of dirty bowls and utensils). I also missed their worship because I crashed pretty hard around 10:30pm and slept until ~2:30am. I wandered downstairs and asked Ann (the DRE) when she wanted me to take an 'awake' shift, and she said 4-6am. So I went back to bed (sleeping bag on a sofa) for an hour of iffy sleep, after which I was up until ~6:30am alternatively talking with some fellow awake adults and reading a magazine on my own. Then I went back to bed for another hour of iffy sleep until 8am, whereupon I got up and attempted to clean myself with a washcloth, a bathroom sink, some liquid handsoap, and a handtowel to dry off. (The beauty of short hair is that you CAN wash it semi-successfully under such circumstances, but I still felt pretty scuzzy despite my best efforts.) I also chaperoned the walk on the Commons, and ended up splitting off from the group when one kid got peopled out and needed some time to chill and then to go back to the church to continue chilling rather than rejoin the larger group.
So now let me talk briefly about The Breakfast Club. I had never seen the movie before (yes, I am pop culture deprived, this is a known issue, I do not particularly care) and while I can see its appeal -- mismatched group of kids all with their own troubles and pressures form bonds in trying circumstances -- it both moves way too fast (I mean, loosening up under the influence of pot aside, I am pretty sure you'd need several weeks of forced closeness to get those people to open up to each other that much) and has some extremely icky and unexamined sexual politics. I kept waiting for Claire to slap Bender in the face, or for him to realize he was being way the fuck out of line, and I am skeeved out that they sort of ended up together without her either getting to go off on him the way he went off on her several times (and everybody else) and/or him giving her a sincere apology with actual words and backing it up with some kind of action. *makes unhappy face*
Anyway, enough about that.
7. Shoveled my sidewalk when I got home, despite being dead tired, because I am apparently the only tenant who cares about that. Nrgh.
8. Unpacked, took a shower, and then TOOK A NAP.
9. Posted about my week on Facebook. I think I've mentioned that I'm trying out weekly updates over there as a way to stay connected to people I know non-fannishly. It seems to be working as intended.
10. Called Vicky to sing Happy Birthday to her answering machine. :)
11. Boiled a dozen eggs.
12. Received my federal tax refund, yay! I promptly transferred most of it from checking to savings, where it will sit while I figure out how much of it I want to apply to a church pledge and how much I want to dump into my IRA as a 2016 contribution. (I would really like to be able to eventually retire rather than having to work until I'm ninety to keep up with expenses, so I contribute what I can when I can, even if it's not nearly as much or as often as I'd like.)
And now, I think, I will go back to bed. :)
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Date: 2017-03-05 07:37 am (UTC)Admittedly, in this situation I was watching Escape From New York, so I'm really not a good example of what children should be watching.
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Date: 2017-03-05 04:36 pm (UTC)