I've been intermittently cranky in the 'I need to do more stuff' way for a while, which has been sort of aggravating. I checked the stoop to see if the parcel [livejournal.com profile] wordweaverlynn was sending me had arrived -- it hasn't, I'm suspecting the Post Office ate it -- and saw a big box, which would be the cabinet I ordered. House shrine
So I spent the afternoon putting it together, which included calling [livejournal.com profile] teinedreugan and asking him where the drill/screwdriver was and intermittent commentary to people on IRC. (I opened the initial box after I got it inside, and it was full of parts and a smaller box marked, "Do not open with sharp object!" Okay then.) Then I set up the small shrine. This is sort of the skeleton draft of it -- the potpourri bowl will be replaced with an oil diffuser when I have a good oil diffuser; I want a more active scenting process in Bast's honor. (Eventually, there will be icons, but that is the longer road.) There was some aggravation when I determined (after cleaning up the fountain and making sure it worked after its period of disuse) that the best plug for plugging it into did not provide power. We make do. The fountain is soothing, damnit.
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From: [identity profile] kightp.livejournal.com


My parcel from [livejournal.com profile] wordweaverlynn has yet to arrive, either, so I suspect it's just the uniform slowness of the post. (But the lilacs are at their peak!)

From: [identity profile] sashajwolf.livejournal.com


People sometimes Fail To Find My House. Often people with parcels.

That would be akin, would it, to the mysterious process by which we are always either out or unable to hear the doorbell when DHL or ParcelForce call, but rarely when anyone else does?
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