Eight Maids A-Milking
Jan. 1st, 2026 07:49 amIt is 11° this morning and snowy. The expected high is 19°. It may snow some more. It may not. It's supposed to snow overnight, too, and the red band snowstorm warning continues until overnight Friday. I thought it was supposed to end tonight. Le sigh. Eh, well. I don't have anywhere to go, anyway.
Yesterday was snowy off and on. The plow went by a couple of times, including in the evening, which surprised me. Usually, after a certain hour, we're on our own, but I guess they were cleaning it up for New Year's Eve revelers.
It was a quiet day yesterday. After my interrupted sleep of the night before, I took a couple of naps, one right after I made my post yesterday morning. I didn't do much of anything. I spent a lot of time at my desk. I noodled around online, but I also caught up my book journal, which I had let languish since the end of June. I read a lot in July, but I was also on vacation and didn't take the book with me. I hurried to catch it up, so really only put in the published books that I read, not all the fic, which I also track. I'll have to run some numbers, then I'll have a more or less accurate count for the year.
Last evening, instead of reading, I watched a movie. I dithered between ID4 (because I was sort of depressed and that's one of the movies that I watch when I'm depressed) or Mission Impossible and went with the latter, since I still haven't seen the last movie. I started with Ghost Protocol which is my favorite of the series. The first one is great for introducing the characters, but I don't like it because I was a fan of the original series and liked Jim Phelps. The second one is...yeah, okay, whatever. The third one...like Benji, I like Julia, but I do not like Philip Seymour Hoffman in it, so I don't watch it. So usually when I do a rewatch, I start with Ghost Protocol. I like all the characters, and really wish they'd kept Brandt...though apparently he left due to scheduling conflicts, which is fine. Oh, and I would like to point out that despite everything everyone knows about team/ensemble movies, it is entirely possible to have more than one woman on a team.
I went to bed more or less on time. Parker was curled up on the bench at the foot of the bed, so he was entirely accessible for kicking out of the bedroom, but I left him, so he came up next to me and settled in for the night. I left the door partly open, so if he decided he wanted to leave, he could, or if Tegan wanted to join us, she could, but neither thing happened. I didn't really sleep -- or I dreamed that I wasn't sleeping, which amounts to the same thing. At midnight, I heard a muffled thud, and was afraid that it was the critters coming back, but I think it was the big church near my office building having a fireworks show. In the middle of a snowstorm. With wind. Presumably because they're idiots.
Also? Fireworks at midnight? That would be one thing if they were out in the country somewhere with no homes for miles around, but they're in the middle of the city, fercryin'outloud -- and not everyone stays up to make sure the door doesn't hit the old year in the ass on the way out. I was not impressed. It didn't last long, at least, though twenty minutes at midnight, is still extremely annoying.
So, yeah, I did see the year tick over, though not at all because I wanted to.
But when I said it was a quiet day, I meant quiet. There were no animal noises all day and none during the night. It was all a relief, but I spent the day (and night) on edge. Maybe that's why I didn't sleep, more than Parker's presence.
I have no plans for today at all. Maybe I'll go upstairs and work in my craft room. Maybe I'll watch movies. Maybe I'll sit here at my desk and watch YouTube clips all day. It's Other Thursday, but I might as well wait to pay bills until tomorrow, since the only reason I usually do it on Thursday evenings is that I'm not available to do it on Friday mornings. I should probably log into my work email at some point and clear out some of the junk emails that will have accumulated. The only thing I absolutely have to do is change the kitty litter and get the garbage out, but that can wait until later.
Hi ho. Happy New Year, I guess.
Yesterday was snowy off and on. The plow went by a couple of times, including in the evening, which surprised me. Usually, after a certain hour, we're on our own, but I guess they were cleaning it up for New Year's Eve revelers.
It was a quiet day yesterday. After my interrupted sleep of the night before, I took a couple of naps, one right after I made my post yesterday morning. I didn't do much of anything. I spent a lot of time at my desk. I noodled around online, but I also caught up my book journal, which I had let languish since the end of June. I read a lot in July, but I was also on vacation and didn't take the book with me. I hurried to catch it up, so really only put in the published books that I read, not all the fic, which I also track. I'll have to run some numbers, then I'll have a more or less accurate count for the year.
Last evening, instead of reading, I watched a movie. I dithered between ID4 (because I was sort of depressed and that's one of the movies that I watch when I'm depressed) or Mission Impossible and went with the latter, since I still haven't seen the last movie. I started with Ghost Protocol which is my favorite of the series. The first one is great for introducing the characters, but I don't like it because I was a fan of the original series and liked Jim Phelps. The second one is...yeah, okay, whatever. The third one...like Benji, I like Julia, but I do not like Philip Seymour Hoffman in it, so I don't watch it. So usually when I do a rewatch, I start with Ghost Protocol. I like all the characters, and really wish they'd kept Brandt...though apparently he left due to scheduling conflicts, which is fine. Oh, and I would like to point out that despite everything everyone knows about team/ensemble movies, it is entirely possible to have more than one woman on a team.
I went to bed more or less on time. Parker was curled up on the bench at the foot of the bed, so he was entirely accessible for kicking out of the bedroom, but I left him, so he came up next to me and settled in for the night. I left the door partly open, so if he decided he wanted to leave, he could, or if Tegan wanted to join us, she could, but neither thing happened. I didn't really sleep -- or I dreamed that I wasn't sleeping, which amounts to the same thing. At midnight, I heard a muffled thud, and was afraid that it was the critters coming back, but I think it was the big church near my office building having a fireworks show. In the middle of a snowstorm. With wind. Presumably because they're idiots.
Also? Fireworks at midnight? That would be one thing if they were out in the country somewhere with no homes for miles around, but they're in the middle of the city, fercryin'outloud -- and not everyone stays up to make sure the door doesn't hit the old year in the ass on the way out. I was not impressed. It didn't last long, at least, though twenty minutes at midnight, is still extremely annoying.
So, yeah, I did see the year tick over, though not at all because I wanted to.
But when I said it was a quiet day, I meant quiet. There were no animal noises all day and none during the night. It was all a relief, but I spent the day (and night) on edge. Maybe that's why I didn't sleep, more than Parker's presence.
I have no plans for today at all. Maybe I'll go upstairs and work in my craft room. Maybe I'll watch movies. Maybe I'll sit here at my desk and watch YouTube clips all day. It's Other Thursday, but I might as well wait to pay bills until tomorrow, since the only reason I usually do it on Thursday evenings is that I'm not available to do it on Friday mornings. I should probably log into my work email at some point and clear out some of the junk emails that will have accumulated. The only thing I absolutely have to do is change the kitty litter and get the garbage out, but that can wait until later.
Hi ho. Happy New Year, I guess.

