infryq | Entries tagged with self-care

Yesterday I finished attaching the waistband, and it is too loose! Debating
whether to fully detach and shorten it or just add some elastic. Probably
the former.

Ceta finally got multiple women in a room discussing something other than a
man! 🎉

At work I ground through a bunch of bugs and unfinished refactors and am
now nearly at the point of being able to send email through the app once
more. At lab meeting S presented a small segment of his thesis work on
semi-supervised stance learning (for/against on any particular issue). He’s
using twitter for his corpora so there’s an interesting opportunity for
including time series data and tracking semantic drift of hashtags.

Home, dinner, experimented with making sunflower honey seed candy, opened
the penultimate shipment from the dental care order (anise toothpaste!
Cinnamon floss!), Heart, felt pretty dodgy so watched two, and P came home
just as I was beginning the bedtime routine. Decompressed with him, sleep.

Yesterday I cut all the pieces out of the mauve wool flannel and went
looking for underlining fabrics in stash. I landed on some green mystery
cotton/blend my grandmother sent me when she cleaned out her sewing room a
few years ago. It’s thin and crisp, with a slight sheen— lawn? batiste?
Anyway I trued up the ends, washed it on hot, and gently pressed it. I
should do a burn test to check for polyester, but it was sufficiently
smooth coming out of the wash that I’d be surprised if it was 100% cotton.

I cleaned off the table and the Katie-area in the kitchen to give us some
breathing room. After lunch we cleaned out about a third of the butler
pantry: two major shelves and three small ones. Threw out anything we
couldn’t remember buying or which didn’t pass the sniff test. Deep-cleaned
the surfaces, wiped down all the containers going back in, reorganized to
allocate control over individual shelves and hopefully avoid ingredients
getting lost in the cubbies. P did all the dishes and handled anything
particularly terrible (moths, ancient fats). Immense sense of
accomplishment and greater comfort being in the pantry, which I hadn’t
realized had become uncomfortable. I gloved up for everything, which makes
a huge difference in the number of spoons such an endeavor requires.

Dinner and extremely challenging crossword, then sleep.

Yesterday I had four things on my todo list and I accomplished them all. I
photographed, catalogued and priced a pile of yarn for a friend who’s
learned to crochet and wanted to try using handspun — very exciting! I
roasted the butternut squash, potato, and a couple of sweet potatoes that
have been languishing since thanksgiving. I showered and washed my hair.
And I went to the doctor. Go me!

After dinner we did the trash (cleaned out the fridge) and the crossword.

I spent most of the evening troubleshooting some issues with T’s machines,
rearranging a few things so we could put overflow compute tasks on some of
W’s old machines, and alternately fighting with the tangled mass of
filesystem mounts to resolve a full disk and fighting with apt to finish
installing a kernel update. The deadline for NAACL is Monday, which makes
everything rather more urgent than it would otherwise be.

Yesterday I plied two bobbins of the blue and green Romney, went to therapy
and unloaded all of this week’s terrible bullshit, then fixed the LDAP
server hard enough to give new accounts to our postdoc. Also fixed part of
the website that was broken because NFS, and started a huge chart on my
window for which data is located on which drive attached to which server.
I’ve done all the obvious stuff; next week I want to add the non-obvious
stuff like where the website reaches outside its area to serve downloadable
copies of the KB.

Dinner, crossword, bed.

Yesterday I pulled myself together and wrote up the type
systems/lifelong-learning conundrum for friend R, who does basically CS
private lessons for a living (we’re doing a coordination meeting this
afternoon to lay out a ten-week instruction plan), and finally replied to
the vegan nutritionist in AUS to get intake paperwork and her fee schedule.

At work I started testing the unique-id-based references, which turn out to
destroy our ability to usefully talk about parse frames. So I’m probably
going to wind up adding back in the routines I took out that look up the
references before asking the user about them. Sigh. Also having trouble
getting the natural language generation software to produce
“verb+infinitive” patterns like “want to set”. I can get “want that I set”
but no closer yet. I may have to put in a github issue if I can’t find an
example in the unit tests.

After work we went straight to dinner and crossword, then P made Thai pork
for lunches this week while I finished reading Arabella. The ending was a
bit abrupt, but still good.

I received the intake paperwork once AUS morning arrived, and stayed up
rather late filling it out. Haven’t sent it off yet since she also wants a
history walkthrough.

Yesterday I found a surprise elder pantheon on expired potatoes under the
counter. Less then cool. I had lunch with S and C, then went to a therapy
appointment. It’s been a rough week.

At work, I inserted the spacers into the state machine, got all tests to
pass, and committed the code. I also updated the state machine
visualization on the wiki.

P is still short a few cylinders, so we stayed home instead of going to
open studio. It worked out, since it gave us the chance to thoroughly
triage the woolens. Many casualties, including my first pair of colorwork
mittens, but P’s Ultimate Hat and his Newfoundland Hat managed to escape
relatively unscathed.

Yesterday I did some spinning, had a therapy appointment, and wrote a bunch
of code, mostly backfill of stuff I forgot, particularly error handling. P
went shopping and re-upped on several Katie ingredients. After work I
watered the garden and picked a bean, a bunch of nz spinach, calendula, and
coreopsis. The spinach was excellent in my lentil stew and in P’s salad
both. Over dinner we watched an episode of Tudor Monastery Farm, which is
from our favorite experimental archaeologists and thus delightful. PR on
the crossword, mostly because the rebuses were long and unambiguously
related.

Yesterday I finished plying the first skein of grey Gotland and started the
next. Had therapy; I’m notably avoiding talking about my physical state so
working on that. At work, fixed half the path issues with student; remains
finding a way to support switching versions of pytorch without affecting
the rest of the system. Finished up most of the todos in the design
document for T. It was raining when I got out, so took the shuttle home.
I’d prefer a bit more rain for the garden, but it was a decent start.

Finished Dear White People v2, which continues to be excellent. Can’t wait
for v3.

Finished some french knots on Gerty’s embroidery project.

Yesterday was good! I did some spinning, planted all the plants, plus
runner beans and sunflowers from seed, realized how big P’s feet are and
re-worked the toe, made some progress on Gerty’s embroidery, and called my
mom. The sky watered in all the plants; thanks sky! In the late evening I
decided my face felt gross and did up a clay mask. I may have let it go a
bit too far (there was papaya in it) but everything seems fine after a
sleep.

Yesterday I overslept a touch.

Sunday I carded more Tunis, and picked out another interim spinning
project, a white alpaca that’s slated to be a bulky, moderately lofty
two-ply. After lunch I gloved up and deep-cleaned all the mouse-claimed
surfaces we would otherwise prefer to use for food prep. It took about four
hours, and slightly overdrew my spoons for the day, but it’s made it much
easier for me to be in the kitchen. Plus now when anxietybrain gets alarmed
about putting the business end of utensils down on a table, it’s 100% clear
there’s no rationality involved, and that helps.

Yesterday I carded a bit, spun a bit, had a therapy appointment, bought
some interesting rice (Matta, a parboiled red rice from Kerala), did some
pleasing speed/accuracy tests on the unsketch operation I wrote on Friday,
and shipped it off to W. After dinner I put in some more rows of knitting
on the hat lining and listened to A Wizard Alone, which is focused on the
inner life of a boy with autism. I am super nervous about how she is
handling it — at times very othering, at times totally accepting as a
normal divergence. We will see.

Yesterday I spun a bit, planted coreopsis, nettles, and onions outside
under improvised cold frames, then realized I hadn’t left myself enough
spoons for planting capsicums. I was able to get through the laundry, some
of the ironing, and a shower, and made about a quart of breadcrumbs out of
the stash of heels I’ve been saving in the freezer.

P assembled the seedling shelves, with a couple old cookie sheets for water
trays, and the existing fluorescent fixture fits without too much overhang.

We watched a couple episodes of The Good Place after dinner, which were
lovely as expected.