So, I didn't get the job I interviewed for a couple of weeks ago, and I've realized I'm fine with that. Because I'm actually more secure where I am than going back into homebuilding in an overheated stock market and housing market that is headed for not good, in the incompetent GOP hands with the Puppet at the helm. It's only going to get crazier. Where I am is safer.
So updating two or so times a week hasn't happened. I'll adjust, and aim for once. Probably on Friday or the weekend, because my evenings are full lately.
My condo building has a new tile roof, and I finally parked in my garage tonight, for the first time in three weeks. Yay. I've been hiking a block in the morning freezing to my vehicle, and Leia the RAV4 and I are both happy she's back in the garage.
Our Girl Scout is selling cookies, and I made two trips to the car a block away to haul bags of cookies sold in the office, cursing the timing of the roofing project yet again. But I will admit that the new roof is pretty, and they did a good job with all new waterproofing and flashing and gutters and all that good shit, and they're done with my building so I will stop whining. It's all good.
What am I working on now? I don't know what triggered it, but I'm making granny squares every evening, after yoga. Maybe just one or two, but this is how giant afghans are born. I'm using leftovers of Cascade 220 Superwash, which is a great way to eat up the stash. It's going to be rather pink and purple, because these are little girl leftovers, but I'm tying it together with black to make it more mature. Not that I really care, because it's not like a granny square afghan is a complicated fashion statement; it's a scrap yarn project that requires no thought. That's what I need right now.
I haven't said anything political because right now all I can do is conjugate the F word in amazing new ways. Everything I thought in the first 48 hours last November, things I thought were just me being depressed and "that's crazy talk" is now...documented. Jesus, we are in some deep shit here.
Yoga and yarn and HOUNDING YOUR REPRESENTATIVES EVERY CHANCE YOU GET.
We will get through this.
3 comments:
Just when you think you cant conjugate the F-word any further....
I’m waiting with bated breath for 10PM to see if they’ll pull a shutdown or a meltdown.
Kimmen
Yeah, I keep hounding my two GOP senators, neither of whom are running for reelection, so they don't give a shit. Their voicemail has been full since the election last year, and you only get bland auto-generated form replies to letters and emails. But their staffers must be well and truly tired of seeing my name on their list of people to reply to.
Last year someone said that even if you know your officials stance isn't changing, make sure they have to allocate resources to replying to your letters and phone calls, or standing in the lobby nodding and pretending to listen. Every minute they are dealing with us a minute they are not sitting comfortably accepting pats on the back from supporters.
I've called my rep's office so many times... I used to get responses when I'd call about nuclear holocaust, but I don't any more. Rumor has it that Duffy's going off to be a talking head.
k
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