Nothing, nada. Well ok that's not quite true. I've never actually figured out how to do "nothing", but in my warped little mind, a weekend when I do productive things at my own pace with plenty of breaks to veg and watch TV and/or read comic books and/or read real books and/or play video games is damn close to perfect.
I did a lot of lugging of things up stairs and I'd say that the dining room is about half empty now. I think I'm close to tracking down those pesky cables that I'm missing (finally found the USB hub). I also found my silverware, cooking stuff, and assorted other nifty things. In fact, I actually cooked my first meal here in my little weyr. Nothing spectacular, just some dirty rice and chicken (mostly courtesy of a Zatarans box). I did play around with the ingredients a bit and I was quite happy with the results. The only bad thing was that I nearly burned the food when it turned out that one of the stove's knobs had been put on wrong (so off wasn't quite off). Still though, I only lost a few spoonfuls of rice and the rest of it was quite tasty. Now I have leftovers for dinner tomorrow. Hmmmm...
I really started to make some progress in setting things up this weekend. It ranged from setting up the sound system o' doom to flipping the fridge doors (from opening on the right to opening on the left). I'm starting to feel quite comfortable here, although I am constantly amazed at just how much stuff I need to do "really soon now". Oh, I also got to setup the tub mounted shower in the hall bathroom so I tried it out along with a nice long soak in the huge tub. Ahhhhhh.... Now if that's not a good way to end a weekend, I don't know what is :). Well aside from making a long overdue entry into LJ :-p.
Not all was wondrous and happy this weekend though. Nope. It turns out that my neighbors are #&*$*%@%@!$%?!?$#@. Apparently, a couple of weeks ago (when I was moving in), the person who lives behind me came by to ask if we had a permit for the fencing that I put up. I wasn't around, so he talked to the guy who I had hired to do some other fence work (fixing a portion that was damaged) and I had thought that things were ok, but apparently he complained to the city and I got a visit from a building inspector. He was cool though and just asked me to go ahead and take out a permit for the fencing (a grand total of $30.00) and leave a copy for him at city hall. So I'm thinking that if I have to do this, I might as well take out a permit to do the other little things I was going to do and make a point of being around next time my dear neighbor decides to show himself. I'd like to know who exactly this jackass is.
I know, technically, I should have taken out a permit for the fencing, but this is one of those things that's like speeding (like doing 62 in a 60). I was doing it right, and I was doing it for a specific reason (i.e. making the yard Zhaan proof) so I take some amount of offense that my neighbor would narc instead of making an effort to talk to me first. How's that for a welcome to the neighborhood? Eh, I just don't like the idea that someone is paying attention to what I'm doing and is going to give a shit when I do things that don't affect them. It's not like I was seeding my yard with pink flamingos, or painting the house some lovely shade of hot pink and orange. I'm planning on making this place look very good (in a spooky sort of way, but still).
Grrr... nosey people annoy me.
Ok, I've rambled enough for tonight. I'm going to have some pop tarts, watch some home improvement shows and then go to bed.
I am Victor's exciting life.