a short story / poem about my family:
Reminded about a modified meme
the original on the right, I couldn’t leave it, I had to correct it
don’t just go through the motions – always give 100%
says the svelte blonde with perfect hair
I couldn’t stop myself
I had to correct the broken meme
a pole dancing sloth telling me not to do my best, but to rather do anything at all, to just go through the motions, try giving 10%, but even that I worry is too high
Things and stuff and amazon
I added amazon affiliate links to some stuff I bought and like.
I’m not good at buying things. It is easier online than in a box store, and a thrift store is easier than box store, but I hate shopping.
I’m decent at acquiring things.
Free stuff is more my jam, and thrifting is much easier than most stores
I figured out awhile ago that part of why dumpster diving and free cycling is easier for me to get things from is because there is a limited time window and limited choices and there is more freedom to give up on the things if they don’t work
and I’m honestly jealous of folks who can just buy the thing they want from a store
stores are hard for me. I don’t feel confident, I feel like I’m taking up space, and generally, what they have doesn’t feel worth whatever price they’ve got
With free stuff the worst is terrible terrible bugs, which is real bad and I haven’t had to deal with yet but I fear it. With free stuff you end up pressured to take a thing and sometimes that things needs to never make it into your house and what happened was you helped someone throw trash away.
A fail case for free stuff is sometimes you’ll fall in love with a thing and it breaks and there really is no way to replace it because it was one of a kind
I once got shoes that were worn to perfection and super comfortable and cozy and cost $3 and I still think about them, bit I only got to wear them for like 7 months
Covid, and light!
The bulbs of my bedroom light are more expensive than the fixture and worth every penny. If I want a bunch of light, I can swap a couple of my firefly bulbs out for regular bulbs.
I went to amazon and got permission to make affiliate links. I keep buying things from them, so I might as well link to the stuff I like and use. Monetization for a blog with virtually no readers. yolo
Also, I have COVID. I’m on day 5 since testing positive on 7/2.
Yesterday I lost my sense of smell.
This sucks. I’m very glad I have both sick days and the option to do a little bit of WFH so I don’t get too far behind on work stuff. I love what I do.
houses are work, and houses work best when you work on them
I think of my house, my building, as an eco system. Many folks are familiar with cascading failures: when the heat goes out and the pipes freeze and the whatever horrible thing happens next. I try for stacking success instead. While out on my igloo adventure I hired the worlds best handy man, Carlos, to rip out the horrible floors and address the walls in the bedroom.
I have given Vargas Tuck Pointing a deposit to address the exterior back wall. Tuck pointing is very important for brick homes! So that will be addressed, but in the mean time, Carlos got that bumpy plaster ripped out.
Yes, the floors under the carpet could probably be fixed up and made beautiful. I don’t want more hardwood floors to worry after. I *like* vinyl. Sheet vinyl. I like it. It’s easy to clean, and I think it looks cool.
But before the vinyl goes the new underlayment. Carlos says this stuff was easy to work with. It was also pretty affordable. ET voted for cork, and so we got cork! Visible in the corner is all the plaster that got torn out. We now have this exposed brick area. This we didn’t address this project. I’m not sure what fix we’ll go with. We might leave it, we might put drywall over it, we might paint the whole room a mural that incorporates the exposed brick. Part of what I love about owning is I don’t have to decide now. We can work it out later. It’s fine! It’s great! Yay!
I came home to this, and I love it!
living my best igloo life
ET and I are on a road trip.
It’s been eventful times, both busy and scary. Yet this road trip feels perfectly timed.
We are in the Don Q Inn donqinn.net/
White text on black background, looks like a boomer meme where they printed it out on a piece of paper (wasting ink like it’s affordable!)
if you think you are smarter than the previous generation … 50 years ago the owners manual of a car showed you how to adjust the valves. Today it warns you not to drink the contents of the battery.
black text on a white background which I added:
which means enough folks from the previous generation were drinking the battery for the warning to be added
EDC – Every Day Carry
Everything on the hanky goes in the ginger chews container, which includes my eye glass cleaner cloth, the hanky itself (cool elephant on it was my grandmas), and my headphones, I also have a kaweco sport fountain pen (which makes me feel fancy), a new to me business card holder thingie (so fancy). The lil knock off moleskin is my wallet at the moment (I lost my wallet and I’m in mourning / waiting on all new cards and nonsense). Not pictured, the phone that took the picture.
I’ve been investigating fountain pens for the past few years. They’re interesting. My in-laws gave me one for Christmas a few years ago. I like them, but they’re hard to carry fearlessly in my holsters, so when I saw the kaweco sport fountain pen on sale, I went for it! I do rather with I had one of the metal ones (which I found out about reading this pen post), but I also know I’d be heartbroken if I lost an expensive pen.
I keep all this junk (+ keys & phone) in my holsters.
I’ve been wearing holsters instead of a purse for over 10 years now. I love it. I have tried a variety of vendors on Esty. My current pair is from https://www.lacienagashop.com/product/negrabasica/ who I originally found on Esty. The shipping is pretty rough from Europe, but worth it. I have sewed my own pair (which worked okay but I haven’t bothered to again) and I tried leather, but the cloth just works better for me.
I wear my holsters over my top and under my outerwear. For the first six months at my job I wore it hidden under sweaters all the time because I wanted to figure out if it would be okay at work or not.
The responses I get to it are: oh! you must be *have a bad back, *goth/kinky, *carrying guns. The last one is mostly a Missouri thing. I once had a checkout person at Petsmart get super excited about me maybe having guns on me and told me all about the gun he had in his work locker. I am both very pro-gun control and pro-gun hobby (though I don’t have one), which I wish was a more common gun stance. When I lived in NYC I had a bodega clerk who said I “look like a lady cop” I asked if that was okay and he said “this neighborhood? this time of night? yeah!”
a void that spells void
they told me I need my marriage license
but they convinced me I do
the picture is bad
my face is fat
my body is fat
it’s lucky I’m beautiful
it is not yet time for me to have a REAL ID
now I have flimsy paper
and a plastic card with voids in it that spell void
I took a vacation day, for this?
I don’t want to be invalid for my birthday
Strawberries and robot
I got my dad a robot vacuum. I’m surprised by how pleased we are with it. They don’t come from the factory with googly eyes. I’m not sure why, it is much improved.
The spring weather is beautiful and I’m harvesting delicious strawberries from the yard.
I’m learning Toki Pona with the husband creature.
I’m fully vaccinated and struggling a little emotionally with re-entry.