Yesterday started out pretty well - felt rested, good lunch break where I was able to get Kate down for a nap before heading back, some quality time with the massage chair at work. 

Then some time in mid-afternoon things started to go downhill. I began feeling very poorly, so I tried to limit the amount of time I spent running around. M called just as I was leaving work to say that the Jeep was ready, so as soon as I got home we bundled up Kate and headed right back out to go retrieve the car. As soon as we were back with all the vehicles, M turned right back around and went out again to go and sell a couple of his shotguns that he doesn't like, so it was just me and Kate for a few hours.

Kate was so excited about having her shoes on because it almost always means going for a walk, which is The Best, and it felt terrible to disappoint her, so I pushed myself to take her on a short walk around the complex. I tried to keep it close to the house, but she was in explore mode, and we ended up crossing the entire complex. She knew what I was doing every time I tried to steer her back home, and darted away from me to do more acorn collecting or running around, so by the time we were finally back home I had completely overdone it and was feeling awful. 

Attempted to make soup from the gifted potatoes, but didn't get far. Between having to take many breaks to rest, Kate was also very full of energy and wanted to play together, or she was stripping naked, or climbing furniture she shouldn't be, so the evening was A LOT. 

Thankfully, M called on his way home and offered to pick up pizza, so I didn't feel like I needed to finish the soup that night. And it absolutely did not get finished.

Kate went down at her normal bedtime, and I finally had a chance to eat my pizza and have a bit of ice cream. At around 10, I went to tell M that I was going to bed, and we decided to just move Kate to her crib so we could go to bed together. 

Then she was up at 5AM, because of course she was. A little cheese, some juice, and she went back down within 30 minutes. Victory! 

Tired today but feeling okay. Leaving work a little early because M has to be in Dallas this evening for a client dinner that he was invited to at the last minute. If I feel up to it and have the time, I may poke at the 1872 corset tonight. We'll see.

Roller coaster weekend. Started with leaving work early on Friday to help M limp the Jeep over to the repair shop. They couldn't get to it right away, so we had to wait on the results of the diagnostic until Monday. The rest of the evening was fine, uneventful.

Saturday was a good day. Everyone was in good spirits, and M got to visit with a friend that was in town unexpectedly and came home in a great mood. I was feeling boxed in to the house with all the damned stuff we've somehow accumulated, so I ended up doing a big clean up of the living room and kitchen so I could breathe again. Felt accomplished, ended the night well.

Then Sunday went downhill suddenly. It started well enough, but then M and I had a very stupid fight about fried chicken, then when he went to the car to go and get us lunch, he discovered that the Honda had been towed. -_- This is, of course, even though I had registered the Honda with the complex precisely so it WOULDN'T get towed. We were able to track down where it was being held hostage and liberate it, but dammit, we should not have had that $300 hit for no reason. I double checked the registration, and yes, the Honda was clearly listed as registered to our unit. The towing company said that they took it because the car's registration didn't match the name on the unit lease. -_- So incredibly stupid. That should not matter as long as it's registered with the office, which it was!

So yeah, we're going to contest that.

Big fight about the car, after stupid chicken fight, so the day was just garbage. 

Heard from the mechanic this morning, and the inspection turned up all sorts of problems. The Jeep was overheating because the thermostat is borked AGAIN, which means this will be the fourth time we're replacing the same damned part. The clonking sound that M heard was the water pump basically beating itself to death because there was no water circulating though the system. They also found all sorts of mystery crud built up in the coolant lines. Biggest surprise was that the front differential is going out. Our rear differential has been sort of crunchy ever since we got the car, but the front is now also being dumb. There's also a pinion something something that is bad. M told the shop to fix the thermostat, water pump, and the crud buildup, and that he'll take care of the rest himself.

Since I had to leave work early on Halloween in order to do car stuff with M, I didn't get a chance to do a final drive-through of the spider neighborhood. Heading to work this morning, many of the houses had already taken down their decorations, which means that this year's final spider count stands at 63!

NoNewSewMo has started, and I've decided to dig out a few nearly-finished projects and try to wrap them up. On the list are the 1830s stays, which just need eyelets and a drawstring at the neck, the corded petticoat, which just needs to be starched dammit, and the 1872 corset, which needs the most work, but it's a small and portable project that I can work on at my desk without having to drag out a bunch of stuff, and I need it to make new dresses next year.

M and I talked about the timeline for house hunting, since the end of the year is nearly upon us, and I said that I'd ideally like to start looking in January so we can be out of the apartment as soon as our lease is up. He wants to stay in the apartment right until the lease is up, and then start looking, meaning a couple of months of month-to-month rent, and a probably move out of something more like May or June. That sticks a fork in my plans to hit the reenactment in May, so I'm shifting focus to Dickens. Plan right now is to finish up the dresses that I had planned for my last trip so I have a full 1850s wardrobe to take with me, AND to make an early 1870s wardrobe so that I have options in case I don't feel like doing 1850s next year. It's honestly all probably a bit much, but eh, I have a year!