yet they still call

Tuesday morning, and I have enough of a respite from my fever/flu/whatever that I feel like writing. Last night was different, and found me covered in sweat the entire night long - rather than the one or two sweating-out sessions of the previous nights. It was uncomfortable, but I sure felt better this morning. Better still isn't quite "good" yet, but it's getting closer. Today my fever is hanging around 100-101, a few degrees cooler than Sunday and Monday - but still high enough to make me feel crappy. My throat isn't doing too hot either. Hurts to swallow. Taking my mom's advice, I made an appointment to see the doctor for this afternoon, just to see if they can possibly pinpoint my problem - and maybe even tie it to my mysterious ER visit last week. I dunno, I'm never sick... is this what getting old is like? My body has betrayed me.
I think I worry too much about missing work. Even feeling like crap, I surreptitiously log on a couple times a day and check my e-mail. I have a great fear of falling behind, but honestly, I also have a great love for "dropping out." Things as they are right now at work, I wouldn't think of pulling the old "mental health day" thing and taking a couple unwarranted days off - but I have no problem using deserved, malady-driven, sick days. Oh sure, calls still come in on my cellphone... and I hit the "silence" button and think of how I'll claim I was probably sleeping at the time. I have been asleep a lot, after all. I'm not delusional, it's not like I think that work will crumble without me. It's just hard, especially in extremely busy times, to accept that the world will continue to turn should you step away from the small post that you man - but, it most certainly will. Having said that, I guess it's obvious that it's more of an ego thing than a genuine concern for the job. Peoples, humans that is, are funny like that - so accomplishment driven and high on themselves.
Sharaun and I have been talking about the things we'll need to do before Lil' Chino gets here, and one idea she came up with was to have a garage sale to try and move some of our built-up junk (potentially, for a profit). I thought it was a great idea. There is so much junk I could stand to get rid of (no, I'll cling to my Garbage Pail Kids collection with my last dying grasp), and Sharaun's got plenty of clutter too. Actually, it was the idea of a garage sale that got me excited - I've only "participated" in one once before, at least that I can remember. I'll never forget making the decision that the potentially realizable $10 I could get from selling my entire He-Man and Star Wars action figure collections was more appealing than holding onto them for posterity (pure idiocy). There's something very American about having a garage sale, very appealing.
Late-breaking update: Went to the doctor today, turns out I have strep throat. Means another sick day tomorrow, since I'll be contagious for at least another 24hrs. That, and I still feel like crap. Woohoo - another day of fevers and sore throats and daytime TV.
Goodnight.
sick leave

Took the day off from work today (Monday as I write). An endless cycle of fever plateaus and sweaty fever breakings, topping out at 104.2 last night. Maybe it's just me, but it always seems that when I have a high fever - my skin, especially on my scalp, becomes extremely sensitive - sore to the touch even. Anyway, today's plan was to see the doctor... but I was so tired and drained that I just ended up sleeping and sweating. And now it's nearly 8pm, and I'm feeling pretty decent having just come off my last high of 102 - but I've pretty much already decided that I'll be staying home tomorrow as well, to really see the doctor this time and give myself one more day to recoup. I've got several important meetings that I'll likely miss... which does make me feel bad... but I almost feel like I deserve it - I'm hardly ever sick to the point where I miss work. So, pay-up work, I'm calling in my unused sick time right now... cough, cough.
One thing about spending an entire 48hr period in alternating asleep and awake states, it gives you a lot of time to think. TV gets old fast, and the headaches that accompanied my fevers the past couple days pretty much ruled out reading, so sometimes I'll just lie in bed daydreaming, waiting to drift off to sleep. I like "leading" my daydreams, I used to do it sitting at my desk in high school - I'd imagine vivid scenarios (yes, usually sexual, and yes, usually involving the class being "locked in" due to hurricane - my fantasy high school chicks always got so loose when they thought they were about to die). So I did a lot of daydream-seeding today, about all sorts of things. For some reason, my drifting-to-sleep fantasies are often tied to the position I'm sleeping in when they start. What I mean is, if I start laying out some storyline as I'm falling off, and then I change the way I'm lying - I won't be able to get the fantasy "back" until I've re-situated myself. Weird, huh? At least I know it's not just me, Sharaun was reading my draft of this post and totally agrees.
Again, being couch-ridden for two days does wonders for TiVo housecleaning. Lying there today, flipping around trying to find something to watch in my boredom... I decided that I don't have enough interesting and/or varied programs set as Season Passes. Now, you know, I hate to talk TV like it's all-important to me, but over these past couple days... it really has been. I mean, when I wasn't asleep, the TV was on and I was watching something. So, I set about trying to find some new programs to add to our auto-record stuff. I'm pretty pleased with the results. First off, Gilligan's Island, the original. I've always loved that show. Next, Timmy & Lassie, again, the original. Holy crap that show sucks. I remember it from when I was kid and Nickelodeon was brand new, and, only having only a few items of original programming, would play a whole bunch of strange Canadian stuff and 50s and 60s programming to fill up the time. Watching it now, it's clear to me that each episode was just a form of mind-control for kids: don't play by abandoned mines, don't get too close to road construction, etc. Next, History Detectives on PBS - a show I've always loved. SportsCenter may seem out of place, being that I'm not much of a jock. But, I have some really fond memories of tuning in each night to watch it with my roommate in college - and I figure it'll buy me man-points if I can at least converse intelligently about Palmeiro's 'roid problem. Next, Benny Hill - for a dose of that wacky British humor I'm a fan of. A put a few more on there too, the Honeymooners, PBS's Nature, etc. Seemed like a good idea being home all day, but I'm sure I'll be deleting most of it once I'm back to work.
Goodnight.
A plague o’ your house!

Warning, this is likely going to be a very boring entry for some, since I talk mainly about a home-improvement project I've been working on. However, when I stared writing about it - the words just kept coming, so I think it's a good topic.
Saturday I started feeling odd, that sensitive-skin achy-chill feeling I get at the onset of a fever. Ignoring the obvious signs, Sharaun and I headed over to Pat and Cynthia's place for a good ol' fashioned because-it's-summer drinkin', swimmin', and eatin' party. I felt good throughout the soirée, my pre-fever feelings either ignored or temporarily gone. Later, Sharaun and I were the first to leave, as she was feeling pretty tired. As soon as I got home, the fever feeling came back. And now it's Sunday afternoon and I'm laid up. A fever of 102 accompanied by a raging sore throat. I'm glad I wrote this before I started feeling crappy.
You don't know how many times I've gone out in the backyard to "finish" the pavers/porch. I've been at this "almost done" phase for a long time now. I'll be honest, I'm not finished because the project has bested me mentally, it's presented me with it's final challenge... and I'm convinced I will not be able to finish until I've proven myself its intellectual equal. Yes, this is an inanimate porch made of bricks we're talking about, but it's had me stumped for months now. I've been wracking my brain over how to solve the problem, and just don't know what to do. This morning, for instance, I went out and stared the thing down again. I took some measurements, kicked around the same two or three ideas I've had since I discovered I was in a jam, and then drove up to Lowes in another futile attempt to find something that would work. What, you ask, has been able to keep me so beat-down? I'll tell you. But first, you may need a crash-course in paver installation.
Pavers are just bricks, that's easy. To "install" them, you first mark off the intended area, usually by setting up a border of bender-board or special paver-retention border. You then lay down a bed of base material within the border, usually gravel. Then, on top of the base, you lay down a layer of finer sand as a secondary base. In my case, I skipped the gravel+sand combo and went with decompose granite as a single base material (you could argue that DG is a lot like sand+gravel anyway, and it packs as solid as cement if you wet it a little). Anyway, after laying the base, you then level the entire area, ensuring that you've got the proper slope away from the house for drainage. After leveling, you just lay out the bricks like a puzzle, cutting in the edges with a stone saw. Once all the pavers are laid, you make a pass over them with a plate compactor. Now compacted, you brush sand over the entire thing and make another pass with the compactor. Finally, once the things are compacted and set with sand in the cracks, you brush a layer of "finishing" sand over the thing, which can be bought colored to offset the stones and make the whole thing look awesome. As an optional step, you can paint the entire thing with a sealer to bring out the color of the stones and protect them from the elements.
Man, that was boring, right? For the most part, I followed those steps. I'm at the point now where I've got my pavers all laid out, nice and level (well, OK, pretty dang level for a 1st-timer DIY job), and ready to be plate compacted and sealed. However, I've got one tiny problem... my retention border. See, when I began the porch, I marked off my area with neon orange marker paint, and then installed a border of bender-board held in place with stakes. I filled in this outline with DG, and set to leveling. After leveling, the bricks were cut and laid, and now you'd think I'd be ready to compact and we'd be done. But no... I'm not. Why? Because my border is not right. In some places, the height of the base material plus paver stone is more than 6" off the ground - with the bender-board just high enough to retain the base. What I don't know is, how to make sure that the stones stay in place - what border to use? Maybe it will help to see it (this is how obsessed with this problem I am):
See what I'm saying? They don't sell paver border that's taller than about 2", and my pavers are set much higher than that in some areas. I'll admit, I've tried to solve this thing several ways. I could "build up" the ground outside the pavers, so the border would then be tall enough to hold them in place. My problem with this though, is that I think a built-up "artificial" ground level outside the pavers wouldn't be "strong" enough to hold the border down (you "nail" it into the ground with large metal nails/stakes). I'm going to have to bring in an inch or more of topsoil over the entire yard anyway... so maybe that's the best idea. But I still doubt that hammering stakes into newly laid topsoil will give me as sturdy a hold as I need.
Then again, I know someone who also did his own pavers, and his solution for this problem was to pour a 4" concrete border around the entire installation. It's a brilliant idea really, and it actually adds a nice decorative touch to the installation because the sometimes imperfect-cut curves of the paver line are masked by the smooth curved edges of the concrete. Plus, you can do a colored concrete border that nicely offsets the stone color if you want to get really fancy. If I did that, the base+paver height off the ground would be irrelevant - since I can pour as high as I want. To be honest, this is the route I've been leaning towards. My buddy did it with nothing more than bags of cement, a wheelbarrow to mix it in, and a smoothing trowel. I'd have to setup the forms around the porch, but that's not too big a deal.
Well, there's my quandry... and I still haven't moved on either idea. I guess that's because I know, before I can even start down either path, that I have to go around the porch edge and move all the sprinkler heads back a few inches. See, in another novice mistake, I brought the sprinklers right to the edge of my porch border, and they are now too close - and won't allow any kind of retention. So, I have to dig them all up, cut them back, and reattach all the heads. Ughh....
Also this weekend, I learned that my keygen'd version of Windows XP will no longer do Windows Update (and before you ask, yes - I am aware of the javascript hack to get around this). The point is, some months back, I actually bought a legit copy of XP Pro and had planned on making my previously hacked version legit with it. Come to discover that my hacked version is the volume license version, and I can't just change the key to a Pro key. Not wanting to re-install Windows, I figured that as long as I actually owned a legit version my conscious would be at ease. Then, I'm locked out of Windows Update. So... time to fix this. I did a repair install of my legit XP Pro over the top of my pirated XP VLK (but not before doing a complete system backup first, I've learned my lesson). Worked like a charm.
Goodnight.