I managed to finally get some educated advice and a problem I anticipated isn't actually a problem at all! I don't know what the future will hold, but I spent two weeks worrying myself into a downward spiral. Sweet relief.
I'm getting a free smartphone in the post sometime next week, courtesy of a sweet friend. Here's hoping I can get along with it.
July's News Bloopers. Again, I'm not a big bloopers person, but these videos have brought me some smiles this year.
I know I have been on and off for the last couple of years but I wanted to hop in and say hi because my life is taking exciting new directions. In 2019 I left my 5-yr career at walmart to pursue my writing and editing passion. From June 2019 until July 2020, I worked at a publishing /book coaching company as a developmental editor, all the while freelancing as a creative writing coach as editor under the table in my spare time. Due to a strange turn of events and blessings I am on my own, building myself up as a book editor, writer and writing coach. I never thought I'd be looking at a day when I'm following my passion and making a career out of something I love. To top it off. I'm just over a month away from publishing my first book. In June I finished a manuscript for a nonfiction, personal-development book on racism (really it's about unconscious bias and empathy) that the company was going to publish. After the split, I decided to keep going on my own and super excited to say it will be launching in September! None of this is to be considered as advertising. I'm just really excited to share the turn my life is taking now that I'm mentally and emotionally invested--committed to making it what I want. So many more opportunities have come up out of nowhere but for now I'm just glad to be able to share. Hopefully with that I can spend more time around here.
I'm finally getting the pizza that I couldn't get yesterday, as their payment system is up again today. I foresee cheesy times ahead.
I've gotten so much done today and I'm still going. It's like I got tired of my bullshit in just the right way and here we are with almost a completely organized house. Take that, depression! I beat you today! *maniacal laughter*
I stopped eating my comparatively modest order after about 10 minutes from feeling so bloated and ill. I reckon this haul may take a few days to fully consume, and I suspect the days of pizza delivery are shrinking into the sunset of my enjoyment. I can buy one I enjoy from Tesco with a bottle of coke for under €5, so I'm not sure why I keep paying crazy prices for this poisonous feast.
It looks like I'll have a different covid cat than I'd intended. But, he's hung out with me for hours yesterday and today, hasn't begged once, has respected my space and been casually curious. Though the biggest event was when he came to sit beside me this afternoon and was so happy being close and being stroked that he purred! I call him Mr Mistoffelees, after the musical Cats (based on the T. S. Elliott book).
We have a plan for my feline friend. A lady I know works with various animal charities and can provide a carrier, a vet, and a lift to said vet as well. In the meantime I need to get him some food.
I like summer when it's days like today. Otherwise I'm miserable and sweaty. I'd rather have autumn and winter.
My hair goes from luscious to poof in about ten minutes. I pile it on top of my head when I'm home because that's the only place it's comfortable in the summer. I've named it Vera after Jayne's gun from Firefly.
I do the same with a clipper (?) I think that's how they're called. Problem is when I'm sleeping or when I'm swimming. They get stuck under my armpits, under one's elbow, under whatever, but I'm not cutting them. Not this time. I'm curious to see how long can they go.
I hate summer. 90 plus and humid every day, wearing a suit, surrounded my ovens. And all the transients and crackheads can wander about downtown with impunity.
Yeah. Been around 92-98 for like 2 weeks now. And it's always humid here. Nothing like the South, but we're surrounded by ocean on two sides, and Providence sits at the top of the Bay, and the restaurant is a block from that, and the streets are dirty as hell, and the office building reflect the sunlight, and the narrow streets channel the air, so, yeah... Now, when I lived in the mountains of New Hampshire, we would hit a high of about 95 in the summer and a low of about -25 in the winter on average. But it was a dry heat--and more importantly, a dry cold--and with the elevation and the whacko weather patterns that formed along Mt Washington and the Presidential Range, it would never be warmer than like 60 at night. Even in August we would have 95 degree days and 45 degree nights, which was awesome! Funny thing about Mt Washington is that the range is aligned so precisely that it formulates the highest wind gusts in the world--short of Antarctica--at only 6200 feet. And temperature swings that have been measured in triple digits in a matter of hours. I've been hiking around there before and had the AMC guides positioned above the treeline to turn hikers away when the weather turns. One dude one time came running down a trial screaming for everyone to turn around... and this was like on a 75 degree day in June. About an hour later, 110mph wind gusts ripped down the valley where there was nary a breeze before. One thing about New Hampshire trail guides, they are not subtle: