Snowflake Day 14 and other ramblings

Day 14 : Go forth and commit an act of kindness. Leave a comment in this post saying you did it, tell us about it if you’re comfortable doing so.

This was a challenge since I didn't leave the house today and have no real plans of doing so for the next two but I did manage some kindnesses.

1. On livejournal I had a challenge to pay it forward (to which very few responded, heck no one has spoken to me on LJ in a week which is very unusual) so I packed up three items to mail out. That seems like a kindness

2. Under my nom de plume, I participate weekly in Rainbow Snippets where in you post 6 sentences of one of your LGBT works of fiction and comment to others. I almost always comment to everyone (unless I'm having an unusually busy week). I don't know if that's technically a kindness. However, in spite of the rules being you're supposed to comment to everyone (and let's be honest, everyone just stops in and says a few nice words (and on rare occasion a gentle critique) and that's all it is. It's more of an ego boost but face it, writing can be a very lonely venture and this stuff DOES help fuel the muse), not everyone comments. There are people who stop in weekly who have never once said a word to me about my snippets. It's tempting to do the same, maybe just punch the 'like' button on facebook (this is a facebook community) and move on but no, I DO try to say something to everyone because it's the nice, right thing to do.

3. I was kind to ME for a change. I started cleaning out a kitchen cabinet so I can impose some form of order on this apartment because I end up on hoarders. Just looking at the mess gives me anxiety over the thought of cleaning it but depression at seeing such a wreck. I don't even have people over any more because I need to get a handle on it. This was the first step.

4. FB had an option to attach charity donation links to your posts today and I put one up for PCOS awareness (as I have it).


So, speaking of that cleaning, I'm cleaning one kitchen cabinet for the first time....ever I must assume given how much crap is in it (3 opened and half used packages of napkins, a full picnic worth of plastic cups, spoons and plates that I have no memory of buying) and these two items. One is some designer mug (complete with artist history) with my initial on it that I don't remember ever seeing before and I have no idea who bought it for me (my cousin thinks it was her) or why I was keeping it for 'good.' (it's going into the rotation as soon as I clean it). And two of these french onion go in the oven soup pots that I've been begging for and apparently I have. (Again I assume these came from Mom, either hers or grandma's).

Also under that cabinet was an insert for a fryer (which I thought was on the other side of the cabinet more on that later) TWO blenders without a motor (probably on the other side of the cabinet), a little food processor that maybe I'll keep to grind up cat food for fat boy and then there's this. It's not quite a panini maker. What it does is seal the sandwich into a "hot pocket" and toast it. It worked pretty well but I'm not really supposed to eat a lot of bread so I might give it up.

The cabinet clean out and plans of donating stuff ended abruptly I had an older Foreman grill in there and the fryer I planned to donate and...a) the sink leaked into the back and b) there must have been a mouse. The fryer/grill are SO moldy and rusted they're now in the Dumpster. Even after multiple clean outs with clorox, I'm STILL not happy because this is the thing that makes my anxiety go nuts so everything will remain on the kitchen floor until tomorrow when I go to Wal-Mart to get those cabinet liners and THEN I'll put stuff in there again. Note to self: you need more Bleach. Also I found a THIRD George Foreman grill under there still in the box.

I've been trying to be upbeat and not complain but I've had serious tendonitis in my right ankle all week forcing me to take my stupid anti inflammatories that upset my stomach but that's okay I've been nauseated for weeks. Time to get that gallbladder checked again. I think it might be ready to come out. There is definitely something going on in my abdomen.

I didn't sleep most of the night. I tried to go to bed at two (after being up 20 hours), wasn't sleepy, faded in and out of sleep, woke up at 730 when the radio came on, flashing a code I've never even seen (and oddly the alarm had kicked off a couple days ago. I'd hate to try and replace this given everyone uses cell phones as alarms now but I prefer to not have something that leaks EMFs right near my head especially looking at suggestive reports it can cause gliomas) then fell asleep deeply right after that...and slept till 11:30. OOPS.