Kitchen is done, washer and dryer is fixed and today we got our new refrigerator. Yep. Because that had to die too. It’s like we had to have everything new in the new kitchen. But whatever our brand new Whirlpool fridge arrived today, thank you very much.
I’m off gallivanting for the next two weekends, but hope to get Christmas in July posts started in…you guessed it…July. Not every day in July but hopefully several
To get you in the mood…
Now I am sick with a cold. Ugh.
In good news, my relatives did come over this past weekend and they managed to correct something that was a huge stressor in my life right now. Yay!
But as I stated above, I now am sick. Ah well. Such is life.
We’re making progress on unpacking our kitchen stuff that was in storage for 6 months. Yay!
Over the weekend I thought of yet another idea for a Spirk story. Haven’t even written one word on it but I will. It’s got another hint of a fairytale but that’s all I can say right now.
Here are some calla lilies from my front yard
Yep, I’m still mostly absent here.
Earlier this week I considered deleting my AO3 account entirely. I talked myself down.
There are still some issues I am dealing with in my private life and I’ve learned that they way things “used to be done” just isn’t reality anymore. I’m hoping for some help this weekend from some relatives that said they would come help and so, well, I hope to have something positive to say next week about my situation. I don’t mean to be mysterious but I just don’t want to fully go into it right now. I will say I had a health scare on Tuesday that very nearly sent me to the hospital.
In other news, I’ve got loads of things coming up. We’re going to Temecula in a couple of weeks for an overnight to see Johnny Mathis. He’s 88. Not sure how great he can sing these days but we got free tickets and obviously this will be the last opportunity.
At the end of the month, the last weekend, I am off to my happy place, Morro Bay. I greatly look forward to that.
Before you know it, July will be here and I am going to try to get some Christmas in July offerings up here. Cross your fingers I can make it happen. I might use the idea I had for a flash and make it Christmas in July. I think I can.
So much going on this summer I can barely wrap my head around it. More trips, M’s sister coming for an August visit. Just lots and lots. I’ll try to keep my head on straight, LOL.
I know. It’s been a rough 6 plus months.
My kitchen is finished and I’ll post pictures shortly.
But now my washer doesn’t work and it’s such a fiasco to get a stacked washer fixed (stacked means the dryer sits on the washer in order to make it fit in a tiny spot) . Nobody wants to service or move them. So here’s hoping eventually it gets fixed. One guy ordered parts but we have to move it etc, as he won’t. One guy on his way to come out called and said, oh I won’t do those. But when you live in a condo you can’t get normal laundry stuff. It’s a nightmare, not going to lie.
I did have an idea for a flash for here so I hope to get it up sometime soon. I’m still playing catch up from my vacation and Memorial Day as well as my mental health is frankly suffering. It’s the pits, not going to lie.
I keep repeating…THIS TOO SHALL PASS
Below are some before and after pictures of the kitchen
Thanks for sticking with me while I dealt with the kitchen nightmare since November. Our stuff in storage is supposed to come to us tomorrow and we still want to replace the dining room light and get a new dining room set but we are on our way (stupid washing machine notwithstanding)
Oh and the white floor gets dirty very easily LOL
But playing massive catch up in all aspects of life…
So here are pictures of our view from our hotel room in Hawaii, one towards the ocean and the other towards the city! Beautiful
As you may remember my Hawaii trip is coming up. I leave for a week on Saturday.
I don’t plan on posting anything here this week and obviously when I am gone and the rest of May.
When I do come back I will need to make a decision about this blog’s future. I have a little blog fatigue to be honest. Constantly trying to come up with something to post here is wearing me down.
If I close things down here for good I will likely move to posting things like Christmas in July and other blog themes to AO3 but I’m not yet ready to make that decision, so for now I am taking a blog vacation and hope in June (when is when I think I will get back to posting here possibly, I will have made a decision).
My kitchen is closer though not done still and when I do have those pictures ready, I will post them. I have walls, floor, cabinets and counters, but no appliances in place or hardware on the cabinets, so several things still need to happen but we are a lot closer.
Here’s the next part
“Hey,” Jim called after the Vulcan boy who was now running away from him at a rapid pace. “Are you following me?”
“Jim, you can’t just run after children and scream at them,” Bones told them as they walked along the quad area at the Academy.
Jim ran his hand through his hair in frustration. “I know but…you saw him, right?”
“I saw a Vulcan kid, yeah. I don’t know for sure he’s following you specifically. He seems young though. Wonder why he has no supervision.”
Jim snorted. “They probably don’t think they need it. All that independence stuff.”
Bones smirked. “Well, you’d know I guess. With all your experience with Vulcans and all.”
“One Vulcan and it was a disaster. Or I guess it was.”
Bones waved his hand over the automatic door that led into their dorm room and it opened.
“Did you ever think to actually confront Spock to find out what you did wrong?”
“What makes you think it was something I did?”
“Because I know you. Anyway, try a little communication. He may tell you the old, ‘it’s not you it’s me thing’ and then you’ll know for sure it is you.” Bones chuckled. “But it might give you closure if you ask.”
“Who said I need closure?”
Bones sighed. “Whatever, kid. You’re seeing Vulcan spooks wherever you go, but if you think you’re okay who am I to tell you different?” Jim scowled and went into his dorm.
Continuing
The thing was, from the first moment he’d spied Spock across the campus of Starfleet Academy, Jim wanted him. He’d done all he could to pursue the Vulcan, probably making an idiot of himself at least a dozen times.
Bones had assured him that he had.
But in the end it paid off and he had two dates with Spock. One was just for dinner and a movie. They’d had a great time. Or Jim thought so. Spock had agreed to see him again.
The second time, they’d had sex in Jim’s dorm. Luckly Bones was out. It had been great. Amazing. Jim was sure it was the start of something more serious. He wanted it to be.
After they were finished, Spock had hastily dressed, told Jim he really needed to go, something about someone waiting for him, he didn’t really know who or even exactly what Spock had said. But he scrambled out of Jim’s dorm like his ass was on fire, muttering that he’d contact Jim.
He hadn’t.
When Jim messaged him, he’d received no response.
Jim spotted him across the campus and knew Spock had seen him on approach. Spock had turned and gone in the other direction. It had seemed deliberate.
He told Bones all about it and Bones agreed. Spock wanted nothing more to do with Jim.
Jim had been sad and disappointed but he wasn’t about to wallow in self-pity. Spock wanted nothing more to do with him, so be it.
He’d been ghosted. Probably fair. He’d likely ghosted others.
But he simply had no idea why a Vulcan child would stare at him and even seem to be following him. Likely that was his imagination.
Right?
While I don’t yet have any polished pictures showing the transformation, I do want to give a brief update on my kitchen restoration should anyone out there be interested anymore.
This week we finally got a tile floor in the kitchen and dining room. It looks gorgeous so far. There’s one part tomorrow that will still need to be grouted (and a baseboard added eventually in the dining room). But so far it’s even better than I imagined it would look when I saw the tile.
Allegedly cabinets go in starting Monday. Keep your fingers crossed!
Spirk (with a small dose of Pinto) 