Tuesday, March 31, 2009

It's been awhile

I haven't posted a pic of myself in awhile, so here you go. This is me with one of my longtime online friends, Liz, whom I met in person for the first time when she came to Austin last month:

Sunday, March 29, 2009

Sweet Merciful Mother of God

I did not know it was possible to be this physically exhausted.

I began my very first ever major do-it-yourself home improvement project today -- re-flooring my 275-square-foot master bedroom. I knew it was not going to be easy, but wow. People with rheumatoid arthritis should not attempt something like this. My hands, which tend to swell whenever I do a lot of heavy lifting or physical work, have puffed up like balloons. You can no longer see my bottom knuckles at the moment. My knees hurt unbelievably much. My feet are killing me.

I worked for about twelve hours and got just a little less than half of the floor laid before I was physically unable to go any further. I am afraid I am not doing a very good job of it, either, but compared to the horrible, yucky, multiple-pet-afflicted carpet that was there before, it looks a thousand times better already. If I were going to sell my house, the new owners would most likely want to rip it up and have it redone, but still, it is a huge improvement and probably not bad for my first attempt at something like this. I won't get to the other half until next weekend, I'm afraid, but I should be able to finish it then.

Meanwhile, I. Am. Beat. Proud of what I've accomplished today, but absolutely beat. And I still have to do all of my usual laundry and household chores all day tomorrow. I'm going to go pass out now.

Saturday, March 07, 2009

Don't buy this.

The Mr. Clean Magic Eraser Mop:



Ladies and gentlemen, do not buy this product. I recently replaced my worn-out old mop with one of these things, and just finished my first (and, as it turns out, only) attempt at using it. I dipped it in my bucket of soapy water and then attempted to wring it out using the handy wringing lever on the mop handle. The entire head popped right off of the mop handle. The sponge completely tore away from the metal bracket thingie that holds it on, such that it could not be reattached. Fortunately, I'd purchased a refill mop head along with the mop, so I put the new one on and tried again. I started to pull on the wringing lever and could tell that the same thing would happen if I pulled it all the way, so I had to resort to wringing out the sponge with my hands, which was very inconvenient and created a big mess, and plus, if I wanted to wring out the sponge with my hands, I'd have just used a plain old sponge in the first place instead of using a mop.

Also, all of the dirt and grime just sticks to the sponge so that with every subsequent pass of the mop, you're pretty much just spreading the mess around and not cleaning it up. I ended up having to go back over the floor with a towel after I'd finished mopping it. I'd have been better off scrubbing the entire floor with a sponge on my hands and knees.

I got online and read a bunch of reviews of this product to see if I was somehow doing something wrong (although, come on: it's a mop, not some sophisticated piece of technology) and found that I am far from the only person who has had this experience with it. Too bad I didn't read those reviews before I bought the darn thing. But, really, I never would have thought to read product reviews prior to purchasing a mop. I figure it must be pretty difficult to screw up a mop, of all things, but apparently this company has figured out a way to do it.

Monday, March 02, 2009

Divine punishment

I gave another driver the finger on my way home this evening. That's not something I ordinarily do, but in this case, I'm not sorry. She very nearly caused me to have a wreck, so I gave her the finger and she was looking right at me when I did it, and she deserved it.

I am unrepentant. I'd do it again in the same circumstance.

However:



I'm not sure how much you can tell from the photo, but my middle finger -- the very same finger I flipped in traffic today, flared up and swelled up after I got home. I wonder if someone is trying to tell me something.