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Oh, I could post about all sorts of things. Like Wednesday's adventures with the refrigerator/water-leak/street-full-of-police-and-ambulances. But I thought I'd talk about my experiments with productivity.

So at the start of retirement, I was thinking about how I tend to hyperfocus on things and was worried about making progress on ALL my projects and activities. So I set up this spreadsheet with a dozen categories of activities and checked off how many I "touched" each day.

It was a bit fun, in a gamification way. Problem is, gamification doesn't really work for me as an incentive. It just became a chore to remember to record. And I didn't feel like I was necessarily pushing all the projects forward. Touching is not pushing.

So now I'm trying to leverage my tendency toward hyperfocus. I'm giving myself one project to really drill down on for a week. Then I move on to another project. So last week was getting two months of podcasts lined up. This week was making significant process on the write-up for my analysis of the Best Related Work Hugo category. Next week I think needs to be household projects. But the week after should be fiction.

Of course, that's not *all* I'm doing. I'm still biking or going to the gym every day. I'm posting pre-written history blog posts. And I'm dealing with immediate crises. (See comment about refrigerator/water-leak/street-full-of-police-and-ambulances.) And I've been feeling a bit in a rut, so I've integrated a few non-routine things like going into Berkeley for book shopping.

I picked up a facsimile of an 1828 guide to Paris, which may be useful for Mistress of Shadows, which takes place in 1826. Of course, the book is in French...but the other thing I was shopping for was materials for starting to work on my reading French. Did you know that Berkeley has a specialty French language bookstore? Did you know they don't really have anything aimed at someone who wants to learn to read the language but doesn't care about speaking it? Ah well, I have some reference works and it's not like I have any lack of texts I'd be interested in reading.
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This morning's inspection was by the solar company's QA guy, checking on whether the installation folks had done the job properly. He was my favorite type of engineer: someone who loves explaining what he's doing and why. He found a couple things that needed improvement (mostly tightening connections) and one item they overlooked that needs installing (a more obviously robust grounding set-up -- he said it's quite possible that I already have a sufficiently robust set-up somewhere under the foundation, but it's required to be somewhere that an inspector can actually see and confirm it, so they'll install one).

Still no word from my electrician about retrospectively pulling a permit for the panel work, so I need to ping him. But nothing else is going to move forward until I get back from New Zealand in any case.

Despite all the chaos around the various inspections, I'm being favorably impressed by the attention to detail and layers of checks that are part of the installation process. Also impressed that the solar company's attitude is "Since we touched the system last, it's our responsibility to make sure everything will pass code."
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With the preface that none of this is in any way time-critical or a problem, I'm amused at the slow progress of getting my solar installation inspected and approved.

While I was off at Worldcon, I got a call (actually, I always get simultaneous text/call/email for every communication) about scheduling the solar company's QA inspection. They wanted to schedule it for this past Monday (when I wasn't home yet) so I convinced them to reschedule. They said they'd get back to me with a new date. A couple days ago, I get notification of an inspection this coming Monday. I assume this is the company QA inspection and confirm by text.

The other pending inspection is the return of the city inspector to follow up with the to-do items. It turns out (which I hadn't been aware of before) that in addition to getting permits pulled retrospectively for my new water heater and the electrical panel re-build, they had neglected to include the solar storage battery in the scope-of-work for their side of the inspection items. (I discovered this when reviewing permits associated with my address.)

I'd been in contact with my electrician about the panel permit before Worldcon but we were both busy that week, so I pinged him and set about learning the online permit process. The interface is straightforward and very well documented with instructions and examples, so I got the water heater permit set up on my own. Once again pinged the electrician and explained that he didn't have to handle the inspection side, just the permit. He said he'd take care of that yesterday evening. (Spoiler: the permit wasn't in the system this morning, but it's not really a big deal, as further events will show.)

This morning, in the middle of my bike ride, I get another call from the solar company scheduler. She explains that since we don't have everything lined up for the city inspection, that they've cancelled the Monday appointment. Oh, I said, I thought that was the other one -- the solar company QA inspection. No, it was the city inspection. Ok, I said, I have the one permit pulled and my electrician will have the other in a day or so and I'll provide the information. But they can't schedule the city inspection until we have all the ducks in a row. She's just about to start lobbing dates at me when I point out that I'm about to be out of town for two weeks. Oh, she says, well then we'll make sure to work around that once we have the permit information. I heave a quiet sigh of relief because at this point I'd rather not be trying to cram all the inspection activities in before my trip. I repeat everything back to her "to make sure I understand correctly" and delete the Monday appointment from my calendar. I am left with the impression that I was confused about there being two pending inspections, because I asked about it several times.

This afternoon, I get a text/email/call to schedule the solar company QA inspection for Monday. Head:desk. By the way, the solar company scheduler is always the same person, though I suppose I can forgive her for not keeping track of all the accounts individually. (Though that's what notes in the file are for. She should have been aware of the pending QA inspection when we talked earlier today.)

So at this point the permit # for the water heater has been sent to my contact, I'll give the electrician some grace before poking him again because honestly as long as I get the permit # for the panel before I leave the country and can pass it along, it's all good. The QA inspection will presumably be taken care of on Monday. And then I'll get the city inspection ideally the week after I get back.

But one more thing...remember how I had a jury duty summons that I had to reschedule because of my trip? That is also now scheduled for the week after I get back. I provided that information to the scheduler: "Jury duty summons for Thursday." She noted, "OK, so we won't schedule it for Thursday." Um...that's not always how jury duty works? But at that point I figured it will work out somehow.
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I worked on some fiction this morning. Nothing new, but I'm doing light revisions on my skinsinger stories so I can self-publish a collection (with one new story). I completed story #1 (of 7) today, mostly fixing some consistency and continuity issues of the sort that arise when you write seven related stories over the course of twenty years and had no overall plan at the beginning.

Yesterday I did a Berkeley Bowl grocery run and met up with former co-workers for lunch. Yesterday was also the start of the Rodent Mitigation in my crawlspace and attic. They were supposed to do more of it today but were having issues with the Giant Rodent Dropping Vacuum that needed to get sorted out. Unfortunately, this meant I hung around the house all day waiting for them to maybe show up and didn't get the final "not until tomorrow" until 4pm.

I finally got around to looking into the gym membership thing I get with my Kaiser Medicare Advantage. One of the member gyms is the Planet Fitness that I used for a while pre-Covid through Bayer's fitness plan, but there are a couple other possibilities within a similar distance. Biking is good for cardio, but I'd like to get back to some weight training too.
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But first, a word from our garden...

Summer squashes are always hit or miss with me. I plant at least one every year and then take what comes (or doesn't). Today I had two good sized squashes and picked one. (There's also a clump of volunteer squash in a bed I'm not actively using, but they're from seeds that were in the compost heap, so who knows what the genetics are!)

I'm getting a good handful of blueberries at least once a week and there will be a solid gooseberry crop in another month or so. The currents are taking the year off, but are healthy. Artichokes are done for the year. Tomatoes are setting but not yet ripe.

This week started off with spending a couple days at my dad's place to take him to a couple appointments and do some shopping. (My brother, who lives there, is currently waiting on cataract surgery and isn't driving.) He has other options for rides, but I want to get over there more often now that I have time, so it works out.

Wednesday the electrician came over and got all set up for replacing my electrical panel. The replacement happened in a single day on Thursday, and since I was off biking and having a routine medical check-up for the first half of the day, the lack of electricity wasn't as much of a bother. (There was a pre-appointment survey about my exercise habits, so it was a nice touch to show up sweaty in my biking clothes.)

Replacing the electrical panel meant temporarily moving the not-built-in-but-fastened-to-the-wall shelves on that wall where all my bins of fabric and crafting supplies live. So in addition to taking the opportunity to wipe down the shelves and bins, I'm also doing a sift-through of the contents. This is reminding me that when I moved in I did a fair amount of "let's just stuff this in a plastic tub and put it on a shelf."

I've been meaning to do a second round of "let's invite people over to take away things I'm not likely to use". The first round was SCA camping gear. The second round will be craft supplies. So I need to go through everything and identify what I want to keep, what I want to prioritize actually finishing, and what I'm happy to re-home. I can probably combine it with a little "come over and see if you want these books I'm getting rid of." My goal is to boil it down so that "tools and small supplies" will fit in the cabinet in the craft room, while "fabric and large supplies" go on the garage shelves. Part of that will be actually completing some projects that currently take up space.
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I've been promising folks a video tour of all the yard and landscaping projects I've been talking about. If you don't mind my rambling ad hoc narration, here it is on YouTube. The video is "unlisted" so you need the link to find it.
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One of the projects I've been contemplating for a while that got rolled into The Grand Landscaping Project was setting up a Little Free Library in the angle between the driveaway and sidewalk. My contractor got all excited about making the library box as a miniature house in the style of my own house. Since I didn't have any specific vision for the object, I let him follow his inspiration. It's the one detail that has been completed since he resurfaced from ... well, things happened that weren't his fault and explain why he disappeared for about a month. So last weekend I put up a temporary "Little Free Library" inscription (I need to go over it in paint, but the words are there in Sharpie) and installed 8 books of diverse genres.

Since then, two books have found homes and one book has been left by a donor. Signs of life! My secret hope is that I'll discover a deep well of SFF readers that I can start feeding my stash to, but in the mean time I'm aiming for a mix of fiction and non-fiction, and at least one item aimed at younger readers.
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Left to my own devices, I'm a binge-and-bust housekeeper. I'll ignore the clutter (and let the clutter impeded cleaning) until I get the intersection of time and frustration, then it's Clean! All! The! Things! (Also: I do one complete top-to-bottom cleaning on New Year's Day, just because.)

Back in the Oakland house, I finally came up with a chore management system. I identified all the individual routine (or not so routine) cleaning chores for each room, assigned each a frequency, then set them up in a repeating-chore app so I could check them off each time I performed one. I also did time estimates and set my schedule so that I spent no more than 15 minutes a day on housekeeping.

Then  I moved. And I had a long commute that ate away at my time+energy on work days. And I had an entirely different house layout that required a different approach to chores. And I figured I'd just sort of float for a while while I figured out a new system that worked. Ten years later...

Working from home has not only meant having a bit more free time, but it's meant that fitting small tasks in around the work day is not only easy, but it's good ergonomics. However it took me most of the year to get around to applying this fact in a systematic function. Setting up the Roomba after my New Year's cleaning this year was the trigger for finally getting around to systematizing the rest of the tasks.

You see: it isn't even a matter of knowing what needs to be done, or of having the time and energy to do it. The big problem is the mental work of keeping track of what the specific task is that I should do *now*. This is what task checklists are ideal for. Plus: the physical joy of checking things off.

So I once again sat down and systematically identified all the routine tasks for each room, assigned each a frequency (weekly, monthly, bi-monthly, or annual), and drew up a matrix on a poster-sized post-it. My routine now is that at the end of each work day, I glance at the list and pick one task that hasn't been done yet for the current cycle and do it. Often I end up doing more. (The efficiency of doing all the similar tasks in all the rooms they apply to -- like wet-mopping floors--overwhelms the one-task-at-a-time theory.) If I wanted to, I could do all the tasks at the beginning of a cycle and get it over with, but I mostly stick to the idea that I should never do more than 15 minutes of housework on any given day.

Having set it up on a paper system this time (which works a lot better for triggering choosing a task than an app does) I now find I've identified additional tasks that need to be added, so I'll have to draw up a new matrix at some point. (The original draft covers 9 months and I don't want to wait that long to update it.)

It really *is* easy for me, in my current WFH status, to keep the place in a continuously presentable state by this method. But that doesn't mean I should beat myself up for not organizing this sooner, because the creative work of identifying and organizing the task list is nothing to sneeze at. And three factors are big contributors to the success. WFH means that the "15 minutes a day" is not a massive percentage of my at-home time on a workday. Having set up the Roomba, the need to keep the floors clear for it work is a big incentive for avoiding clutter. And having the Roomba take care of the basic vacuum+sweep aspect is a bit weight off the schedule. It also doesn't hurt that I'm the only person I'm responsible to for the results, so I can tailor my system to what works for my psychology. My sympathies to all those who have to coordinate housekeeping among multiple people with different psychologies and different tolerance levels. (I don't always clean to my own tolerance level, but at least there's no one to resent but me.)
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 Serve up several 90F days in a row, follow up with high winds, and sure enough there's a grass fire close enough that the diversion traffic is all going past my house. I only noticed because there were some road-frustration noises (like: someone trying to turn left through the stream of diverted traffic and no one letting them through, so there were some squealing tires when a gap presented itself). Went out to get the mail and a pedestrian let me in on the traffic diversion. I can hear helicopters and there were fire trucks earlier.

Let's see, I haven't posted since Tuesday, mostly because I was scrambling to get today's podcast together. And the day-job did the "welcome back from vacation thing with a bang, landing me a relatively unexciting investigation to which was added a completely artificial and unnecessary emergency deadline. (The artificialness of it was clear when me pushing back and escalating resulted in an easy work-around.) Sorry for being vague, but the details aren't exciting and require too much explanation.

I don't know whether I've seriously come out of my Saturday Slump or whether I was just particularly motivated today. After working on the blog, I plunged into the next stage of the House Project, which was to remove all the furniture from the bedroom (except the bed frame itself), vacuum thoroughly, and then do the carpet shampooing, If I didn't get that done today, then it wouldn't dry properly by tomorrow (fortunately, in this heat, I can assume it will be dry by tomorrow). And I really want to be able to move things back into place (and have a bed again) by Sunday night. It occurs to me that for tonight I guess I get to confirm the workability of the office-as-guest-bedroom.

Completing this stage will mean the wardrobe is no longer in the way in the living room, but it'll be a separate task-group to sort through all the costume and SCA gear that's sitting in the middle of things. That requires mental and emotional energy, not just physical stamina. While moving wardrobes and wrestling mattresses, it occurred to me to speculate on when I might get to a point of *not* being able to assume I can do that sort of thing by myself. I've always been rather proud of being strong enough to wrangle most things on my own (though I'm fine with asking for help when I need it). I know all the tricks, like slipping cardboard under the legs of the heavy furniture to "skate" it over the carpet, or walking things little by little rather than trying to push them all at once. But I do have to admit that I've passed my physical peak, mostly because the sciatic nerve damage affects certain lifting and balance requirements.

My order of tapestry yarn for the "hunting rabbits" needlepoint project arrived, so I'm completely set up to the point when there's only background left. It's going so quickly! I got a lot done at the Nebula conference. Quarantine logistics have that going for it.

The berries are in full season, which makes me think of the usual timing of my June garden party. Maybe next year. I'm not quite getting enough berries to need to make jam or freeze them, but I have plenty to enjoy every day. In a few days, I think I'll harvest one of the zucchini. The tomatoes are coming along, but not near to ripe yet. It looks like I'll have plenty, though.

I had an amusing bicycle tire adventure this week. Went out to take my ride Thursday and found the rear tire flat. After some diagnostics to determine the cause (especially to see if there was some pointy object stuck in the tread) it turned out the leak was around the inflation stem. Odd, but ok. Replaced the tire with my spare, but when I went to top off the pressure on the front tire since I had the pump out, I found that the tube appeared to have "herniated" out through the opening for the inflation stem. There was a little balloon at the base of the stem. It still took pressure, but  I didn't feel like risking a ride until I at least had another spare tube available. Ordered a couple of tubes from REI for curbside pickup on Friday, and sure enough when I went out to the car on Friday to go get them, the front bike tire was flat--abraded where the stem had herniated through the rim. I've never had a tube do that before. I'm guessing that the heat over-pressurized the tires, though I don't generally inflate them to maximum pressure. And I've ridden the bike in hotter conditions than Wednesday's. A mystery.

I'm not ignoring the larger political goings-on, but I don't think the world needs my input on it in my blog.
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 The online Nebula Conference was amazing. Ok, so the lack of face-to-face meant that some things were odd or different, but other things were actually better than a "regular" convention. The tech backbone of the convention was run on Zoom, with panels and major events broadcast as a live feed (that is also available to replay after the fact), with a live chat stream for watchers (not available after-the-fact). The social side was also run on zoom as a single chat with several dozen "breakout rooms" which were were everything actually happened. On entry and membership confirmation, everyone was given a "portkey" (i.e., made a co-host) so that they could navigate between the breakout rooms at will. You could see who was in which breakout room, so you could join specific people, or group sizes. The breakout rooms were also used for "hey, let's continue the discussion after this panel" groups. And there were quiet rooms where you could just go park your account so you didn't have to ask for re-entry when you activated again. It was an amazing set-up. There was also a Slack for the conference which was very active.

While there were two "book room" functions (one to order books directly through an online bookshop, one for people to post links to their books) I don't know how much activity they saw. I don't think the Nebulas usually as a dealers' room (there wasn't anything equivalent set up) so it would be interesting to hear how the other recent online conventions did on that front.

I'm feeling a lot more optimistic about how online Worldcon will come off (as well as definitely committing to contributing time on the volunteer side, since there's a lot of behind the scenes action to keep things running smoothly).

One aspect that was better-than-in-person for me was that the breakout-room socializing offered the best aspects of a bar-con without the high ambient noise levels that normally drive me away within an hour or two. I also found there was an unexpected democratizing effect of the zoom platform. Dropping into a breakout room is an on/off thing, so there isn't that thing where you hang out on the fringes of a group hoping someone will catch your eye and invite you in. You're in, and you have equal visual weight with the other participants. There is something of a size limit above which conversational dynamics get weird. And the functionality of zoom (and similar apps) means that a constant, high-overlap talker can not only behaviorally monopolize a room, but can acoustically monopolize the system. (I confess that I took note of a small set of names that I started avoiding in the rooms because they tended to monopolize even in small groups.) The chat function (including private messages to specific people) balance that to some extent because you can't get "talked over" in chat.

A couple other aspects that are better-than-in-person. Greater control over your meals, both in content and timing. (I had food delivered for the two dinners, and had pre-prepared salads for lunches.) People were encouraged to meet up in breakout rooms to share meals, though I didn't really find people doing that as a deliberate thing. No travel fatigue! A very short distance from the programming/parties to your bed. (One could, in theory, continue in the chat rooms after going to bed...)

Convention exhaustion was about the same, with the benefits of being able to step away easily if necessary being balanced out by the extra drain of zoom interactions. The geographic accessibility of the online venue was balanced out by many participants being many time zones off from the official schedule. (You could set your time zone in the log-on so that programming would be displayed with your local time.) The greater accessibility was noticeable, meaning that many people could attend where it not only would have been a time+money burden to travel to the conference, but travel restrictions and currency conversion rates would have made attending functionally impossible in the Before Times. There was evidently a significant contingent logging in from India, though time zones were a burden.

Time zones won't be too awful for me for Worldcon, I think. I'm only 5 hours ahead (minus a whole day) of New Zealand, so if I can train myself to stay up a bit past midnight for the week, it'll be manageable. On the other hand, Europe will be more or less flipped in terms of night/day. (I've been running this fantasy in my head about Worldcon becoming a permanently online convention. It would democratize a lot of aspects. But rotating through time zones would be necessary to make things fair overall.)

One aspect I thought about that didn't affect me directly is that I think it would be hard to be an award finalist for an online convention. Somehow sitting there alone in your home office and experiencing it only through a screen doesn't feel like it would be the same. (On the other hand, not all finalists are able to attend awards ceremonies, so ... shrug.)

In any event, lots of thinky thoughts and very excited to see how this new flavor of convention develops as a Thing.

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In non-convention updates, my garden has burst into productivity. The berries are going full speed. I'm just about to harvest my tart's worth of cherries. There are two (at least) apricots ripening. And while my back was turned, the tomatoes are setting and demanding that I set up supports, and I have zucchinis! Amazing! WIthout even trying, I have zucchinis this year. Also I seem to have figure the trick to not having the basil bolt. (Lots of water and shade at least half the day. The eggplants are thinking strongly about flowering and may be similarly productive.

The new home office feels like it's going to work. The weather cooled off just as I was setting it up last week, and I found that I could manage excellent temperature control simply by leaving the window open and setting up the large fan in the doorway (which also served to remind the cats to keep out until I picked up a baby-gate to serve the function). That seems to work as long as the temperature doesn't get higher than around 80F This week it's warming up again so I can test it better. Today the high was in the mid-90s. I started out with the window open and no fan. After my mid-morning break, I turned on the fan and closed half the curtain to keep the direct sunlight out. Before heading out for my bike ride, I closed the window entirely and closed the door. After lunch, I turned on the fan but kept the window closed. Mid-afternoon, I closed the door and turned on the AC. That schedule keep me comfortable all day. For 100+ days, I'd need to shut the window earlier and would probably start the AC when I left on my bike ride. It'll be hard to judge how much electricity load the AC pulls because working from home is already increasing consumption significantly. (Though the cost difference is still much less than what I'm not spending on gas.)

I did some more measuring and graphing and have determined that a serious rearrangement of bedroom furniture is out (since I'm not willing to have the bed snugged up against two walls). So the wardrobe will simply go where the cedar chest used to be. This means I'll need some other place to toss the clothes that I've worn but aren't ready to go in the laundry yet, but so far the rail at the foot of the bed is serving.

The cats have been bemused by all the furniture moving. They were intrigued at the possibility of exploring the office but since I want to keep it cat-free for its guestroom function, they've been discouraged. (See reference to baby gate. Also, the door would only be open when I'm in there.)

And though it should not need to be said, yet this is the world we live in: Black Lives Matter.
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 Per yesterday's desperate inspiration, I've accomplished the first two steps in the cascading reorganization plan. The computer desk is now installed in the guestroom and the portable AC unit has been set up and is demonstrating its effectiveness. Once I started doing measurements and grid layouts, I determined that the couch-bed could stay in the guestroom, though when expanded to bed form, there isn't much floor space left. (And the computer desk can't be accessed when the bed is expanded.)

So currently the (emptied of all contents) wardrobe is sitting in the middle of my living room, with the former contents piled on various surfaces. Since the project meant pulling a bunch of my costumes and random SCA paraphernalia out into the open, I may expand the project to include sorting through my costumes and picking only a few to keep. (Obviously this is trumping the kitchen re-org.)

Another side project that isn't currently in the way of anything else, but has been at the back of my mind is to do another trim of the fiction collection. When I was preparing to move to Concord, I got rid of about half my previous fiction holdings. Now, as I was tidying up the two-deep shelves, I'm reminded that the owning of large numbers of books I'll never read again isn't bringing me joy. So my target is to bring (and keep) the fiction down to what will fit one-deep in the existing shelves. (Mind you, one entire case, stacked two-deep, is my to-be-read case.) But that project isn't a priority.

Sorting out the SCA clothing/gear might make sense as the next step, since it's very much in the way at the moment. But the next actual re-org step is to pull things out of the master bedroom so I can clean the carpets. This will result in even more clutter in the living room on a temporary basis. Since I've accomplished the must-be-done-today part, I'm not going to tackle anything significant, but I'll probably measure things and play around with a possible new arrangement of bedroom furniture. I like to move things around every once in a while to get a feeling of newness. There are a limited number of possible arrangements of bed, dresser, side tables, and wardrobe such that everything is accessible and convenient, but I have an idea for rotating the bed 90 degrees and putting the headboard at the windows. It was one of the options I thought of originally. 

Today's about 10 degrees cooler than yesterday, and tomorrow will be about 10 degrees cooler still. But one thing you can guarantee is that it will be hot again on a regular basis, so the new office setup won't be wasted.
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 Let's see...last posted on the 23rd, so...

No sooner had my vacation started than a heat wave moved in, though it backed off from the original prediction of 5 days over 90F (including 2 over 100F), to 4 days over 90F (including 1 over 100F). Evidently this is to be followed by a weather system that shifts in prediction from day to day: maybe rain, maybe wind, maybe thunderstorms. I could do with thunderstorms, as long as they don't start any fires.

The heat has meant that my grand plans for doing all sorts of projects this week have melted into a puddle. I've done a fair amount of yardwork, and gone on a couple longer-than-usual bike rides. But mostly I've been sitting doing sewing and needlework, watching movies, misting myself regularly to go with the fan, and drinking large amounts of iced drinks. There are a few hours of good temperature in the morning if I get up early enough, but I decided to forego productivity for relaxation.

This afternoon I had an inspiration, based on the prospect of trying to do day-job work in this temperature. It would take entirely too much effort to get the house AC up to snuff. (Better house insulation, possibly a new AC unit, etc. etc.) But it might be manageable to cool off one room with one of those portable AC units, if I kept the room in question closed while running it. So here's the plan: I set up the computer desk in the spare bedroom and keep that room cooled. (In addition to space logistics, it's ideal for cooling because it has a north-east window that gets shaded in the afternoon.) But this requires a whole chain of steps.

1. The spare bedroom currently has the fiction bookshelves, a convertible couch-bed (twin size), and a large IKEA wardrobe. The wardrobe and closet contain my SCA/historic costumes, which I probably need to sort through anyway. I also currently have the harp in there. The natural place to put the computer desk and assorted accessories is where the wardrobe is. While I might at some point consider getting rid of the wardrobe, I rather like it as a piece of furniture. But where to put it?

2. The only really feasible place currently is in the master bedroom where the cedar chest is. (The two have a similar footprint, although the height of the wardrobe will make the room more crowded.) That means the cedar chest needs to go somewhere else.

3. The convertible couch-bed doesn't really work well in the office configuration (for one thing, because the AC unit will need to go near the window, and that's the only place the bed works in that room). But if the couch-bed moves out of the office (let's start calling it that), then the cedar chest might be able to go under the window. Maybe.

4. That means the couch-bed would need to move out into the living room and mostly serve as a couch. There's space for it. It could work. But it does mean that I'd no longer have a "spare bedroom" I could offer guests. There would be sleeping space aplenty, but in the living room, not in a private space. This could be an issue, but I haven't used it as a guest bedroom very often, in overall terms.

5. Let's toss another factor into the mix. I've been meaning to shampoo the carpets during the summer season. To do a thorough job in the master bedroom, that means doing it before I move the wardrobe in. (Ideally, I'd temporarily move the dresser out and the under-bed storage drawers, so I'd only have the bed frame to move around as I worked.

6. But this means I'm not going to get the whole project done during my vacation week, since the last 3 days of it will be spent participating in Nebula Conference events. But at the same time, it would be nice to have the office set up for those events. So...

A. Move the couch-bed and wardrobe out of the office-to-be (but not the wardrobe into the master bedroom yet).
B. Move the computer desk set-up into the office. Confirm whether the AC unit and cedar chest work in the available space. (Assume they do.)
C. Temporarily move the dresser and under-bed drawers out of the master bedroom. Shampoo the carpets.
D. Return the master bedroom furniture and add the wardrobe. Maybe re-organize things just for fun? (Probably not. There are limited logistical possibilities.)
E. Shampoo the carpets in the library (not done the last time I shampooed).
F. Shampoo the carpets in the hallway and living room (which the cats will then promptly vomit on again, like they did the last time I shampooed).
G. Probably move the remaining bankers boxes into the current location of the computer desk which will get them a little more out of the way, though I still need to deal with the contents permanently. (Mostly papers and such.)

It all looks very tidy laid out like that. My plan is to complete parts A & B tomorrow.

The Nebula Conference will be my first serious online convention. There was a preliminary event this past Sunday (the presentation of the nominees and a test-run of the social zoom-room system) which took the edge off my anxiety about how it will all work. I'm on one panel Friday morning (about being part of small press publishing) so I won't have that looming over me when I explore and enjoy the rest of the event.
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 I'm not sure much happened on Thursday--but if it did, it got knocked out of my memory by the weirdness that was today. Not even connected weirdness, but just a sequence of random weirds.

Woke up from a very vivid dream that...well, here's the summary from facebook: I’m at a science fiction convention at a downtown hotel. The guest of honor is a dragon. But nobody had counted on the fact that the dragon is not simply intelligent and clever, but also cruel and hungry. The con com is trying to negotiate with it on the matter of not eating the membership while said membership tries to go about the business of the con. Somewhat furtively to avoid catching the eye of the dragon That’s when the large Pleistocene-era tigers and wolves started roaming the streets. Less intelligent than the dragon but just as hungry. They hadn’t figured out how to open the glass doors of the hotel lobby but neither could we figure out how to lock them. So the tigers and wolves kept pacing past, looking into the lobby hungrily as we froze in place to try to avoid stimulating their pounce reflexes Someone suggested that rather than hanging out in the lobby we should go to the film festival, except the festival was specializing in jump-scare horror flicks and somehow that didn’t seem appealing at the moment.

It has been suggested that the first part of the dream might make an interesting flash fiction piece. I'll keep it in mind, but probably won't find the time.

Next up, did an early morning shopping run to deliver to Stockton tomorrow. Hitting the grocery store at 6am doesn't seem to be necessary for finding essentials any more, and they're still putting out the fresh produce at that hour (I almost missed getting lettuce) so maybe I'll try later in the day next time. I found everything on Earl's shopping list this time, with only one notable substitution. Also had a random encounter with [personal profile] threadwalker  who spotted my car in the parking lot and texted me.

The first half of the workday was pretty normal. My lunch bike ride was normal. I used the first bit of sourdough culture discard to make crumpets for lunch. (Needs practice, but delicious with marmelade.) I was planning spend the second half of the day pushing an investigation up to ready-to-review, so of course instead I got two new assignments over lunch. New assignments get top priority because they need to be evaluated for criticality. These involved some QC results that needed review, which sent me into updating my completely-unofficial-not-validated-seriously-just-for-my-personal-reference spreadsheet of purification QC results that I've been keeping up since the time when I belonged to that department.

And as I'm entering data, I notice something really odd. There's a test that sorts out a particular feature of the drug molecule into five different types and calculates what percentage of each type is present in a particular batch. The results are reported to the tenths place. And for this one batch, all the digits in the tenths place were zero. So it was like (made-up numbers): 47.0%, 25.0% 17.0%, 1.0%, 10.0%. It struck me that there were two possibilities. One was that by pure coincidence, this particular set of test results genuinely did come out rounded to figures with a zero in the tenths position. Or there had been some glitch and the numbers got rounded to the units position but then reported to the tenths place. The first is statistically odd, but the second suggests a complete failure of our validated calculation software. So I pinged the lab manager, pointed out the oddity, and asked if he could double-check it. He agrees it's odd and goes to look at the raw data. Well, as it happens improbable probability was the answer and the numbers were genuine and correct. Which is a big relief. But I don't feel the slightest bit of guilt at questioning them. Because I've had to investigate the consequences when the answer is "the software is rounding the numbers wrong and has been for the last couple years." It's not pretty.

That took me up to almost time for our departmental online happy hour, so I popped into the back yard to pick some mint for a mojito and went to wash it in the kitchen sink.
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and nothing happened. No water. Nothing. I went and checked the bathroom sink. Nothing. I went out into the front yard to try the faucet there and look to see if there were any signs of water system disaster. Nothing. What the hell. I find the customer service number for the water company and call to report. They pass me off to an engineering department line that is only taking voicemail. I suspect that the voicemail will not be listened to until Monday, so I try a different customer service number and they tell me to call the emergency service number. (Water company emergency number, not 911.) Emergency operator says he'll call an engineer at home and have them contact me. In the meantime, I've logged on to the video happy hour and babbled a bit about what's going on.

Phone back from the engineer. He's checked status and no larger problems reported so he says it sounds like someone turned off the main house valve. Might someone else in my household have done that? Um...the cats don't have opposable thumbs, and they don't go outside where the valve is in any event. But he talks me through identifying and describing the cut-off valves by the front door, and sure enough, one of the two valve levers visible in the system is in the "off" position. When I align it with the piping, water begins flowing again.

So the best I can figure out is that sometime between 2pm and 4pm this afternoon, some random person came up to my front door shut off my water valve. For unknown reasons. Beats the hell out of me. But I'll know what to check first next time.

At that point, I thanked the engineer, rejoined the video happy hour, and spent a couple hours in social chat with my co-workers.

And that's what my day was like. How about yours?
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After breakfast and the obligatory writing session at the coffee shop, I swung by Home Depot to acquire my very own electric pole chainsaw and then accomplished the following:

* Finished pruning the ornamental plum in the front yard. (I think I have it in me to do serious pruning on one or two trees a year. Must remember to rotate appropriately.)
* Took off the several limbs from the other front-yard shade tree that were seriously menacing the sidewalk.
* Did some desultory hacking at major overhanging limbs from trees along the front west property line.
* Dragged the results of all this carnage into the side of the driveway to await hauling and/or shredding depending on what option comes cheapest.
* Mowed the front lawn.
* Failed to damage my ankle in the hidden pit-fall.[*]
* Pruned the dead wood out of the apple tree that I hadn't gotten to in last year's pruning.
* Took off the seriously leaning limbs on the lilac and tidied it up.
* Chopped a bunch of other shrubbery off at the fence line in the back west corner of the yard.
* Did some basic pruning of the backyard plum tree: took some height off, took the main limbs back to a length that can support the weight of the fruit, removed any limbs likely to overhand the neighbor's yard.
* Asked the neighbor if I could go in their back yard to clean up the pruned branches. SUggested I might prune the olive tree from their side while I was at it. Have earned brownie points with neighbors.
* Cut the grape vine (why yes, I have a volunteer grapevine -- no fruit that I've seen yet) back to something I might be able to stake to the fence ... assuming I remember to do so.
* Dragged all the backyard trimmings into the side yard but failed to get as far as adding them to the pile in the driveway. (Since I have a 3-car-wide driveway, none of this will interfere with getting the car in and out.)
* Probably succeeded in not scratching my cornea with a flailing olive branch but it's still a bit sore.
* Hot shower, chicken slow-roasting in the oven with acorn squash, stiff drink, and that silly football game is still going on evidently.

When I was at Home Depot I contemplated picking up some 4" lavenders and rosemarys to put in the gaps in the parking strip but I bethought myself on my rule of thumb that plants should go in the ground the day I buy them and correctly predicted that I'd run out of steam before that could happen.

[*] Whoever removed several dead trees from my yard at some point before I bought it seems to have been enamored of some sort of enzymatic stump-disintegrator process. It works exceedingly well. Eventually, where there had once been a ground-level stump and underground root system, there is a thoroughly digested spongy mass under the illusion of soil. At some point, when you step on this location, your foot will sink through the sponge. This will be very disconcerting.
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When I stopped by my Emeryville PO Box last Friday, there was a note in it that my renewal payment was due (if I wanted to renew, which I didn't). That means it's been a whole year since I opened the box to cover the transition between Oakland and Concord. This sent me browsing back in old LJ entries to note that one year ago I had just received an offer on the Oakland house and had rented the second (of what turned out to be three) 5x10 storage spaces to move stuff into. What a year it's been. Maybe I'll go back and un-f-lock all my moving related posts at some point. I was keeping things fairly solidly locked down so I could talk about the angst and mechanics of the sale and then the purchase of houses without having parties on the other side be able to follow my thought processes. Maybe. I doubt much of anyone really cares enough to go back and read that old stuff at this point (other than me).
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... in multiple senses. I finally turned the heat on today. I was going to wait until after I'd gotten around to having the HVAC check-up, but dammit it's cold. So I even figured out how to do the multi-task programming on the thermostat so that, in theory, it will pre-heat the house before I get up on work days, then idle more or less until I get home in the evening. Weekends are set separately and are set assuming I get to sleep later.

Today I got the bookcases in the library set in place and cross-braced together. IKEA provides hardware for fastening side-by-side cases together, so that got all the sets of two turned into single units. Then I used galvanized framing plates of various shapes and sizes to fasten sets of pairs back-to-back and to attach the resulting sets of four (that stick out into the room) to the cases against the walls (which are fastened to the wall). Easier to sketch than to describe. At any rate, they're all ready for books to be added (after I get the double-check from the foundation people). The shelves are all allotted to each case. The library curtains are up.

The guest/SCA bedroom still needs a lot of work. I one more bookcase in there for the fiction, but I'm also planning to do double stacking with the back row up on a riser to make the most efficient use of the cases, and I haven't figured out what to do for risers yet. The old dresser that used to have SCA stuff in it (along with some other misc. stuff) is now redundant and needs to be disposed of in some fashion. (I feel oddly sentimental about getting rid of it -- it's one my Dad used to use quite some time ago that's been passed around in the family a bit. Not an antique or anything like that, but still.) The guest/SCA room is also where odd boxes and things that haven't found their permanent home keep getting shoved.

But in terms of getting the place ready for the housewarming party next Sunday, all it really needs is tidying and regular light housecleaning. Then I can feel all totally moved in and relax ... just in time for holiday travel and everything. Which reminds me, I still need to line up someone to feed the cat over Thanksgiving.
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So let's see what I've accomplished this weekend:

* Mowed the lawn (I seem to be able to get by with about once a month. I feel a bit weird mowing and edging the parking strip, which is nothing but weeds, but it's sort of on the "broken window" principle. I.e., keep it the nicest looking weeds I can, for now, and people will at least know I care about appearances.) Also finished mapping the current contents of the front yard. (The back yard will only take one more session, since there aren't that many plants there, even though the spaces is larger.)

* Organized the housecleaning supplies and installed a rack for the brooms and mops and whatnot. (Originally I had visions of an actual broom closet somewhere, somehow, but at the moment I'm settling for a rack attached to the end of the stash shelves, which is right next to the door to the garage, plus a cheap plastic bin for the supplies.)

* Installed a bolt-style lock on the garage door. (This is a sort of belt-and-suspenders thing for some peace of mind. Mostly for when I go away for the weekend.)

* Picked up supplies for the class I'm teaching next weekend for Erinwood A&S. (I'm play-testing a "heat management for open fire cooking" class for people who are interested in participating in "cooks play-dates" but are hesitant about their fire management skills.)

* Re-organized the book boxes in the garage. There were about four purposes here. 1) Pull out the boxes with music books and cookbooks and shelve them. 2) Pull out the boxes with the women's history/gender studies books to start tracking down images for my collegium class. 3) Re-organize the non-book boxes (old paperwork, journal offprints, in-process research, etc.) to make it easier to get at thing's I'm likely to need (like teaching supplies). 4) Map out the location of all the boxes so that it will be less work if I need to pull something to get a particular book or set of books out before the library gets set up. The other incidental benefit of this project is that I removed enough boxes to give me one box-width more of free space in the garage.

* Put away the box of misc. art supplies and the office supplies that live in the secretary desk.

* Did the preliminary sort through the 2 boxes of cassette tapes. Since I don't directly list to cassettes any more, my rule of thumb is that I'm only going to keep things that either have archival value (e.g., tapes that have me or my material on them) or ones that I'd be willing to go to the trouble of ripping if I can't find the album on CD. Since most of my folk music on cassette was originally dumped from CDs, the vast majority of what I may be getting rid of is filk and filk-oid music. I promised [livejournal.com profile] cryptocosm he gets first dibs on anything I'm discarding, after which I'll pursue other options.

* Very minor accomplishments: did laundry, cleared off stuff accumulated on dining room table (which I really really intend not to be a dumping ground), got more or less caught up on sleep. Still to do: data entry for various of the above (yard map, book box map, recent purchases to catalog), catch up on electronic correspondence.
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Somewhere in my house or garage is a can of high-temperature black paint. Amend that: somewhere in my house or garage are two cans of high-temperature black paint ... only one of which I know the precise location of.

It's been another weekend of repeatedly dashing out to buy that one key item needed to move the next project forward. But the projects are moving forward. I've rigged up a tentative solution for the spice storage (racks on the backs of the cabinet doors to the left of the stove) but it's a bit cobbled together because I wanted to make sure it fits my workflow before screwing things to the doors permanently. I decided on an arrangement for the 6 alleged CD towers (only 2 of which have ever been used for CDs): 5 in a sort of U against the short central wall on the kitchen/dining side filled with the international/historic doll collection and the antique doll china, and 1 in the library closet to store assorted small peripherals. So both of those are set up, affixed to walls, and filled with their intended contents.

I started setting up to hang pictures (including a run to the store to get hardware) but decided a higher priority was getting the camping fire box in shape for the cooking class I'm doing in two weeks. You see, back when I bought the fire box a year ago July, I knew that the unfinished steel would last better (and be far less messy to cart around) if I gave it a coat of stove blacking to fend off rust. But when I got it home from WATW, it needed cleaning, and I didn't have a good storage place for it so it sat out in the back yard, so of course it got damp and a little rusty ... and as these things go, the longer I waited to work on it, the more work it needed, and the more trouble I had finding time to work on it. At any rate, to day I pulled out the power tools and stripped off the rust. Did a couple of minor modifications that make it easier to set up. And then discovered that I have no idea where I put the can of stove blacking that I bought for the job back when I first planned it. So ... one more trip to Home Depot. But it has the first coat on the first side.

I unboxed and put away a couple more boxes of stuff. There are now no boxes left to be dealt with in the kitchen, dining room, master bedroom, or either bathroom. The living room still has two boxes of cassette tapes to be dealt with (need to sort thing and figure out which of them I want to keep, given that I never listen to cassettes any more). The craft room still has one box of assorted office supplies that belong in the secretary desk. And then there's the library and guest/SCA room. No progress there except for picking up some free hardware from IKEA to help with fastening the library bookcases together. (I tried to pay for them -- after all, it isn't that it was missing from the original packages, I just needed more of the fasteners for what I wanted to do. But they didn't have any system set up for selling the items independently of kits, so I had to take them for free.) It may be a good thing that some of the last bits of organization are on hold until they come up in the funding queue since it gives me the push to work on the smaller tasks. But I do so want everything to be organized and in order.
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And in another new-house first, this evening was my first packing of the car for a camping tournament entirely within the confines of my very own garage. There are still some bugs to work out. I think when I unpack it'll be easier to offload items into the best configuration for the next packing job. (This time their placement on the storage shelves was rather willy nilly, so objects traveled in longer paths than they needed to.) But still, all in all, the process took less than half an hour (not counting packing up clothing) compared with the usual hour at the old house (which involved significant amounts of carrying things up and down from the second story, as well as the hazard of leaving a packed car sitting in the driveway if I packed ahead of time). And then there was the time spent hunting down my iPhone booster battery which was stored in a different location than my brain thought it ought to be. I really do need to finish getting things put away where they belong (plus a second pass to make sure they're really in their proper places) so I can go back to assuming I know where everything is.
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Once again, I used the presence of installing the bathroom cabinet on the to-do list as a wedge to get a lot of other stuff done. (At least, that's how I justify it to myself.)

Bike tire is patched -- I bribed myself by picking up a bike repair stand (the kind that holds your bike up in midair) which makes the whole process much simpler. With luck, it will mean I'm less likely to consider a flat to be a "wait till the weekend" project in the future. Because for some reason, flats seem more likely to happen at the beginning of the week than the end. Curiously enough, of the two sharp objects I found embedded in the tire, it was the plant thorn that lined up with the leak rather than the metal wire. Memo to self: must go online and order a couple spare tubes in the peculiar size that the Brompton takes. Also, more thorn-proof tires.

Garage shelves are earthquake-braced -- This project was made logistically more interesting by the fact that the concrete sill for the outer garage wall means the shelving is not flush against the wall. On the other hand, since the wallboard in the garage has only been painted, and not texturized, it's a lot easier to find the underlying studs. (Where was it that I recently saw a comment that stud-finders universally indicate that the interior structure of walls is constantly and randomly shifting?)

About half the front yard flower beds are detail-mapped and cataloged -- This is for a definition of "cataloged" that includes entries of "shrub -- species?????" Because the front property line (along the street) and the righthand property line (facing from the street) form something quite reasonably close to a right angle, with the house walls functionally parallel to those lines, I've decided to keep track of my mapping with an x,y coordinate system starting from the front right corner (but with positive x-coordinates rather than the negative ones that a truly fanatic and ocd mathematician would require). Cumulative error and the catenary drape of the 24-foot tape measure ensure that the coordinates will not be entirely correct, but it should be close enough for tracking and planning purposes. The map would be more elegant if I were doing it in metric rather than inches, but you work with the tape measure you have.

Gym bag has been modified for easier biking -- Proving that the best way to achieve a target is not to announce it in advance, for the first time since moving into the new house, I made it to the gym 5 out of 5 days last week and did a full elliptical routine every day, not just the shorter weights routine. I cobbled some clips and rings together from assorted hardware in order to be able to attach my gym bag to the outside of the Brompton front bike bag (so that I can also carry a lunchbag and maybe some grocery shopping at the same time). I'm also seriously considering trying a lunchtime workout rather than before or after work (except for Tuesdays, which are reserved for lunch with [livejournal.com profile] thread_walker).

I'm starting to seriously reconsider my plans to locate my home computer center in the closet of the library room. I have yet to actually use the computer in that location -- even to the point of bringing the sheet-scanner out into the living room for processing receipts and bills. It still makes sense to use that location for office supplies storage (filing cabinets, paper supplies, software binders and manuals, rarely-used peripherals) and for the location of the wireless router/backup drive. But I'm starting to think that the "great room" is a better place for the immediate user interface (external monitor, printer/scanners). This shall require more experimentation.

Last week I thought that we'd seen the end of summer, especially Thursday evening when it was both cold and windy. But then the weekend was back to hot (just in time for all those work projects) -- hot enough that the Saturday evening concert in the park was balmy enough to enjoy without a jacket. I'm still enjoying the novelty of living in a place where 10 minutes biking gets me to the city center for cultural events ... and I feel perfectly comfortable biking home afterward fairly late at night.

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