October 25th

I was determined to get *something* done tonight in regards to the packing/moving/slowly killing the will to live situation over here.  I chose the storage room because I theorized that it wouldn't be that difficult, you know, seeing as I did technically start organizing it before Clara came.  In one of my weird fits of nesting.

It was awful.  Awful.  There was a tonne of useless junk in there, half of which I couldn't throw out because it wasn't mine.  Okay, 90% of which I couldn't throw out because it wasn't mine.  Plus all sorts of 'memento' type objects that I detest dealing with because my basic nature is to get rid of junk, and my obsessive side looks at all things as objects of great value and importance.

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Samuel and Clara both are starting colds. Samuel is worse.  He's coughing and hacking and sort of gagging when he lies down from his drippy nose, whereas Clara is only coughing delicately and getting a bit grumpy.  Strangely, Samuel was always a big fan of medicine, aka flavoured children's liquid stuff, and now he needs to be strong-armed into taking it, which I do not like.

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The whole foods situation required a minor detour tonight because I had to make bread, and I only had white flour.  I rationalized that it wasn't *that* bad since at least I substituted honey for the white sugar and there weren't any ingredients that I didn't know about.

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David has found us a mechanic he likes.  This is exactly the sort of thing he enjoys doing and I can't stand and am no good at.  I tend to look at big picture issues, or things faaaar in the future, whereas David looks at present day and detailed stuff.  I'll think about the new car and worry about insuring it and what if one of us gets in an accident and oh my gosh which spot will we park it in.  David thinks about the car and wonders who the best person is to inspect it, or change the non-existant winter tires.