Jul. 19th, 2006

juthwara: (Gigi)
Just busy. Lots of business from Ebay, punctuated with packing the house. And we're still figuring out the new rhythms of another person in the house, which throws me off. Not to mention sharing my laptop, which leaves me less time to post. So here's all the news that's fit to type, in convenient bullet form:

  • House - in limbo, and will probably go to arbitration, although I'm starting to feel like I would just like to end this. We're seeing our realtor tomorrow, so we'll discuss what to do
  • Business - as I said before, busy. And a paradoxical effect of having more competition for selling masks is that now I'm selling a lot more mask and glove sets. This is wonderful, since the profit margin on those is much higher, but makes for effectively double the work.
  • Jobs - I've applied for the job at the Champaign Public Library, and have applications for the public libraries here, as well as Barnes and Noble and Borders. If I don't hear anything from Champaign in a week, I'll probably head down to a temp agency or two. I had thought that it wasn't worth it to take a lousy job because lousy jobs don't pay for daycare. But then I realized that as long as [livejournal.com profile] longstrider is on unemployment, I don't have to pay for daycare, so any job I get is unencumbered income. And while working from home is nice, it's hard to work with K at home as well. I wind up trapped in the back room, unable to even go to the bathroom without risking her seeing me. And periodically, she will make a break for it and come looking for me. Meanwhile, I can still hear every whine and cry, which stresses me out. So either she needs to get out of the house more or I do, and I have a much greater earning potential.
  • Breastfeeding - eh. Surprisingly, giving up dairy hasn't been as bad as I thought. I'm certainly not lying languishing on the couch, yearning for some gruyere and composing odes to cows. I did experience a moment of despair tonight, when every single thing I could think to make for dinner had dairy in it, including my ace in the hole, the garlic chicken stir fry that's been in the freezer forever. There's actually something to be said for being a bit depressed (no, not clinically depressed, just in a funk due to lots of stress) is that it makes it a lot harder to care about small things, and right now, what I eat is a small thing. What's actually tripping me up much more is the cracked nipple, and I honestly don't know what to do about it. It hurts like hell to nurse, and it won't heal because it splits open again every time I pump. Looking up advice on the internet just leads me to "If nursing is too painful, try pumping to maintain supply in that breast." Yes, thank you, very helpful. It's not infected - yet. But an open wound on my breast is an engraved invitation to mastitis, so I'm not sure how long I can keep on like this. We shall see.
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