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Oct. 17th, 2017 04:44 pmThe first thing I did at work today was de-CODA my desk. I have actual desk space now, and I threw out at least four versions and at least 25 copies of the goddamn schedule and didn't regret it at all.
CODA won't go away quite yet, because my boss is in the second year of a six-year stint as a site visitor for other schools and it's time to fill out the annual site visitor COI forms. So I did that and she gets to sign them in seven places tomorrow and I'll send them back, and THEN I can wash my hands of CODA until December. But that's the annual survey data and they're getting exactly what the site visitors got. And that's December.
I did take yesterday off, and spent it having impromptu lunch in Harvard Square and then coming home and embroidering and watching movies. That was the last of the mental reset I needed. Embroidery is a form of meditation, at least for me, and the fact that it's also a creative process is good too. Rebuilding my mental state is one thing, but being able to look at a piece of embroidery and say "I did that" is a very gratifying thing.
Today was trash day and I should have cleaned out the fridge into the trash can last night. Oops. I do have food to live on for this week, though, and if I ever get around to actually thawing out the ground lamb, I want to try making kofta. (And breakfast sausage, but that's pork, and that's also frozen solid.)
CODA won't go away quite yet, because my boss is in the second year of a six-year stint as a site visitor for other schools and it's time to fill out the annual site visitor COI forms. So I did that and she gets to sign them in seven places tomorrow and I'll send them back, and THEN I can wash my hands of CODA until December. But that's the annual survey data and they're getting exactly what the site visitors got. And that's December.
I did take yesterday off, and spent it having impromptu lunch in Harvard Square and then coming home and embroidering and watching movies. That was the last of the mental reset I needed. Embroidery is a form of meditation, at least for me, and the fact that it's also a creative process is good too. Rebuilding my mental state is one thing, but being able to look at a piece of embroidery and say "I did that" is a very gratifying thing.
Today was trash day and I should have cleaned out the fridge into the trash can last night. Oops. I do have food to live on for this week, though, and if I ever get around to actually thawing out the ground lamb, I want to try making kofta. (And breakfast sausage, but that's pork, and that's also frozen solid.)