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Augean stables? Don't get me started.
Apr. 28th, 2016 03:18 pmSo, yesterday, I embarked on the clearing of my alleged work room (where I should be doing my alleged work).
As some of you may know, this room was used as a refuge for a while by a heroically incontinent stray cat, and at some point he peed on something electrical such that whenever I tried to switch anything on in there, the main fuse went POP and everything in the house went off. At which point I rather gave up on it and shifted my base of operations downstairs, since with Jan needing her computer on basically All The Time there was no opportunity to do proper testing. I've got her to agree to a five-minute shutdown at some indefinite future point to enable me to see if the problem is in the single wall socket, which will entail an electrician (who may in that case be willing to double my socket availability, woo hoo). I'm treating the three multi-gang extensions that were on the floor as probably compromised beyond recall. I mean, you can't wash them out. Also ugh.
Anyway, the room has been lurking there like Dirk Gently's fridge ever since, and I have decided enough is enough. Since I can't emulate Dirk (call up a slightly dodgy friend and ask him to find me a new room) it's a case of getting in there and cleaning it up as best I can. So far I've found the floor, which is horrible, and picked up what seems salvageable and thrown out a bunch of stuff which was not. Next on the agenda (when I've recovered a bit) is getting rid of the poo itself; Jan thinks I need to take up the carpet, but even if I could afford to replace it there's too much furniture in there that I don't have anywhere else to put. I'm seriously wondering about cutting round the edges with a Stanley knife and doing without.
Heigh as they say ho. Whatever can be done shall be done. And then, once I know I have reliable electricity in there, I'll see if my main computer is still usable and start rebuilding my work setup. Maybe once I've done that I can get back to some serious writing/art/music/whatever.
Wish me luck.
As some of you may know, this room was used as a refuge for a while by a heroically incontinent stray cat, and at some point he peed on something electrical such that whenever I tried to switch anything on in there, the main fuse went POP and everything in the house went off. At which point I rather gave up on it and shifted my base of operations downstairs, since with Jan needing her computer on basically All The Time there was no opportunity to do proper testing. I've got her to agree to a five-minute shutdown at some indefinite future point to enable me to see if the problem is in the single wall socket, which will entail an electrician (who may in that case be willing to double my socket availability, woo hoo). I'm treating the three multi-gang extensions that were on the floor as probably compromised beyond recall. I mean, you can't wash them out. Also ugh.
Anyway, the room has been lurking there like Dirk Gently's fridge ever since, and I have decided enough is enough. Since I can't emulate Dirk (call up a slightly dodgy friend and ask him to find me a new room) it's a case of getting in there and cleaning it up as best I can. So far I've found the floor, which is horrible, and picked up what seems salvageable and thrown out a bunch of stuff which was not. Next on the agenda (when I've recovered a bit) is getting rid of the poo itself; Jan thinks I need to take up the carpet, but even if I could afford to replace it there's too much furniture in there that I don't have anywhere else to put. I'm seriously wondering about cutting round the edges with a Stanley knife and doing without.
Heigh as they say ho. Whatever can be done shall be done. And then, once I know I have reliable electricity in there, I'll see if my main computer is still usable and start rebuilding my work setup. Maybe once I've done that I can get back to some serious writing/art/music/whatever.
Wish me luck.