Another week in (what is rapidly shaping up into) the best year of my life. I want to do more every day than I can do... but a lot of that is "more nothing!" or "more video game", with only a few days actually packed too full of things like lessons and social time. So, not actually very stressful. It shows up, though, in things like yet another Monday post from me when I
theoretically summarize the week on Sundays. :)
Creative stuff: I have a good start on a new crossword puzzle, a collaboration with someone new to me. She's
also a female techie, and she gave me the gentle nudge I needed to install a Python environment and get some scripting working in order to find good theme words. I'm fairly sure the concept is original, so if we can just fill the grid cleanly I have a good feeling about it.
Spousal goodness:
heisenbug has a diagnosis for his hurt shoulder, as well as a new video out on YouTube! I feel a certain need to take advantage of our COBRA'd health insurance while we still have it, and the shoulder had gotten pretty bad. Luckily, it's frozen shoulder and probably won't require surgery.
My squirrel was away in NYC this weekend and I somehow had a great weekend anyway; I filled it up with a zine fest, and taking outdoor handstand photos for October (thank you
apfelsingail for the fine camera work), and hanging with a work-friend (who gave me a lot of cat food and litter because her cat just died). We went thrifting, too, and I managed to
sell five or six pieces and buy a nice new dress with the proceeds, for a net reduction in clothing.
I had a surprisingly good talk with my mom. She and I and Birdie are all 24 years apart, and Birdie is 24, which means... I am the same age my mom was when she left my dad, and Birdie is just barely
older than I was when I donated eggs in support of her conception. These are strange thoughts, strange truths to sit with. My mom thinks that her husband, my step dad, is basically dying and that it's all borrowed time right now. But we also talked about: hey, we're both awfully grown-up by now, shouldn't we just be
friends at this point? So that was nice. And somewhat increases the odds of a trip to Oregon in the next few months.
I'm continuing to play Blue Prince, with occasional amused nudges from
motyl and a whole lot of obsessing over imaginary houses. In between runs I have been continuing to organize my real house. And my condo purchase, which has been in the corner facing the wall and thinking about its mistakes, seems to still be on for the 14th, so I may as well play as much as I can.
And as a final note -- it's freaking 85 degrees here in the Boston area on October 6th! What the hell! I would be excited for fall vibes
if there were any. I would be excited to go cozy and fall into hibernation / soup / knitting / reading mode for winter
if there were any hint of it. But here we are and the knitting must wait.