The P List

This blog is brought to you by the letter P.

I know it has been awhile and that my last blog ended on a more morose note, but that will be changing at least for today. I have stories for you.

To start, I should tell you that I spent 4.5-5 hours in the Wellness Center at PSU on Monday. At the end of last week, I woke up to an odd sort of blistery rash under my bottom lip that had improved slightly by Monday, but not enough to be satisfied that it wasn't anything serious (aka, herpes simplex virus type 1). The problem with this, was that I had a counseling appointment at 11am, and got to the center at 10.

An hour is not enough time to get through the waitlist and be seen by a nurse.

So I did homework until my appointment and then promptly added myself to the list around noon. At two I was called in. Seriously. I've never had it take so long to be seen in there, ever. I found out from the nurse that there were only two of them available for drop ins because of the epidemics that have been going around up here. That made it all come together. Lucky for me I had plenty of probability to study for my final at 3:30, which, by the way, went well.

The nurse looked at my face and essentially told me she had no idea what it was. Well, that's at least sort of reassuring: it might not be herpes, but it might be something worse. I didn't know what could be worse. Granted, that all depends on how you feel about certain words, like, you know, fungus.

That's right, I saw a doctor the next day and her diagnosis was fungus. Kind of gross, but treatable, I guess. Bittersweet is the word I'm looking for in order to properly portray my response.

Of course, this entry, being brought to you by the letter P, I couldn't possibly intend it to be all about fungus. That doesn't have a P in it at all! No, P is for project. Or, better yet, project list.

The project list has grown wide and it has grown deep in our apartment. I don't know how a project list grows three dimensionally, but believe me, it does. What started out as a discovery of the fabric we wished to re-cover our couch in has turned into an over haul of... well... a good portion of the apartment. Among other things we are re-upholstering the couch, cleaning, rewiring and hanging a chandelier, turning a dvd rack into a more artistic wall piece, painting portions of the living room and kitchen... and the list goes on.

P is for project, and projects are how I'm spending my spring break. Not that this bothers me, I found great joy in taking apart the chandelier and discovering that it was wired exactly how I thought it would be and I will take great joy in cutting, stripping, and soldering wires together to make it work again!

Tomorrow is the clothing day (which is the primary plague on the bedroom). We will be going through our clothed to properly dispose of anything we are not using and give it to the proper authorities. Then the dirty clothes, bedding, towels, and shower curtain will all be taking a trip to the laundromat and folded or made ready for ironing. Ironing and mending is what we will do when we get home. Clothes days are important.

So that's my story. I'll let you know how the projects turn out and maybe have some before and after pictures for you if you're lucky :)

much love.