I. I’ve been down with varying degrees of dizziness/vertigo for two weeks now, and I’m over it. Leaf mold allergy, probably, since this happens every year around this time if there’s a lot of rain. I’m doing Benadryl and Gravol when it gets really bad.
II. Turmeric and ginger in my coffee in the morning, and turmeric and ginger in my chamomile tea at night. Luscious.
III. Pottery makes me happy. I turned and trimmed 12? 13? pieces yesterday and also got to play with coloured slip. I’m going back next Tuesday to glaze. I can’t wait.
IV. We’ve had issues with a peeping tom on the property for almost a year now. He was caught red handed on Saturday morning, charged, issued a restraining order, and then released. It was a *nightmare* waking up to all that drama (cops on the front lawn – my dogs went off their rocker and my heart aged ten years), and it’s been a nightmare worrying about whether or not he’ll come back, since he is clearly not right in the head and these things have a nasty habit of escalating.
I am feeling very woe, woe, why me as a result because *fuck me can I not get a break?*
V. Since I’ve been leaving the house more, Salem has regressed a bit in her house training. This is unpleasant and frustrating to say the least. Add that to the disaster that my house becomes when I have vertigo, and I’ve been in a state BUT today has been better. I’ve been watching her like a hawk and crating her when I can’t and so far, so good. I also got four loads of laundry done.
In better furbabe news, Sybil has been super snuggly, and I love it.
VI. Here! Have a giveaway!
VII.I still miss him and I’m pissed off about that because I should be over it by now, but nope. Definitely not over it.
VIII. I was talking to a peer last night about how hard it is to be an entrepreneur and feel like you have to be positive all the time and “keep up appearances” in order to succeed. It’s such bullshit. So alienating. Life is a mixed bag of delight and despair and I’m too tired to lie.
IX. I am craving cucumber and cream cheese sandwiches, and I am going to make that happen.
X. And you? How are you? Tell me everything, the delight and despair.
You’re so right, life isn’t all roses and sunshine, and those dark days are just as important. It’s a shame people only want the positive, encouraging you, when the hurting you is just as alive.
This too shall pass, hold your head up sister.
For me, on 11-1 I lost my baby brother, my only brother, my heart has broke, peace is his now.
You have my condolences on your loss. Love Never Dies.
Thank you Nancy. You are so right.
Ooof. That’s a lot. <3 I'm so sorry.
Just waving hello. Cheering for the good stuff, and sending virtual hugs (if wanted) For the bad. Holding my own, I think at the moment -but I have a big social thing to do in 2 weekends (BEFORE Thanksgiving) and now I’m wondering why I signed up for this. Haha.
Thank you, lovely! And I so get the big things we sign up for that we wonder about later. :)
Now I want cucumber and cream cheese sammies.
I still haven’t had one!!! *cries a little bit*
Phuck keeping up appearances! You let your weeble wobble, bad ass, clay throwing self just be her unique, up ended, right side up, spinning right round beauty shine… cuz that is a gorgeous rarity in the world of posts and productions of perfectly performed pleasantries pointedly pushing pain points for proliferation of profit. Yeah, a girl has got to eat butandalso I’m sure I’m not alone in choosing to be around those who are standing out from the crowd by not following the crowd of KupA’s. Keep chuggin’ mugs with pinkies linked and not up with a saucer & teacup.
And gawd, creepster creeping around, I KNOW what kind of mind phuck that is… May your canine alarm system be ever ready to eat the face of anyone who does something so creepy.
As for what’s going on across the continent…
It is deep dive time, cleaning out the shadows and creating marvelous from the mystery (= freezer clean out transforming to soup… it’s all about the secret herbs & spices!) Instapot baffles me with all the buttons, so I went back to my old school pressure cooker with the wobble weight on top; the lack of technology with it baffles the Hobbit and the LunaBeare considers the weight wiggling & hissing a snarl-worthy insult to her delicate feminine nature (but so are leaves that blow by). 120#’s of opinionated shepherd wanting to fight the stove top has taken a lot of reassurance and cookies (for both of us).
The time change has warped time for me in a way that feels like I was roofied. My younger self would be jealous I get to ride that ride for free, my older & wiser self is screaming cantankerously, “Who came up with this B.S. idea, why the phuck did they just not get up earlier/later, and why are we still holding out on blowing this accident causing, health impacting practice to smithereens since most people live in some sort of virtual 24/7 reality of artificial reality, and another thing…” (hangs & shakes head, I really am becoming a rantie auntie, the old neighbor lady parents warn their kids about… ha! Stay off my lawn!)
My nephew and I are writing letters, actual put a stamp on it, in an envelope letters, complete with drawings. I’m in my comfort zone with that technology, plus it is helping his penmanship, writing, and drawing skills, plus LunaBeare gets to practice being well behaved on a leash to check the mail, plus I don’t have to be really enthusiastic over FaceTime about watching 3 hours of 3rd grader playing Minecraft. Getting actual mail is so much fun, even more than ordering stuff for delivery! It may only be three short sentences in one inch scribble, but it tickles me in delight :)
So… that was a lot, but you posted item “X.” <3
I love that you’re writing letters! That sounds sooooooo good right about now. And I *did* post item “X” and this is exactly why I did that. <3
I’m not into keeping up appearances, I rather see peeps keeping it real. It is what I love about you Effy, you keep it real.
I’m waiting on my televisit phone call to go over my labs from a week ago. Longest week ever! Anxiety is kicked in and I don’t know why. It’s not as “OMG the sky is falling” as it was a couple of weeks ago, it’s better but still feels like the rug’s gonna get yanked on me at any moment.
YUCK YUCK YUCK on that peeper! I’m glad he was caught! And Yuck again on the dizzies. That’s no fun and I hope it passes soon.
xx ❤❤
I hope the results are good ones, and if not, then manageable ones. <3