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Year 2 - Day 209...
Oct. 11th, 2021 05:17 pmMaybe I should stop counting days and just post willy-nilly, like I did before? It has its appeal, mainly because I kind of suck at the whole counting thing. It's why knitting and crocheting or beading jewelry for that matter - never quite worked for me. Also have issues with exercises.
Yes, I'm one of those people who has to count on their fingers to make sense of it.
I have words and pictures in my head, along with sounds, not numbers or symbols.
I've learned a new trick - if something is painful or an emotional trigger - I step around it. Really, what's the point in discussing or focusing on something, if it will just make you unhappy?
Work tomorrow. Too poor to retire, and I kind of like the challenges. So sticking with it until either of that changes. Good news? I don't have to go into the office until Thursday and half the day will be spent in a MS Teams Roadway Worker Protection Course - where we get to watch videos and discuss Darwin Award Nominees in the field. (Basically watch folks get electrocuted by the third rail, falling off ladders, getting hit by trains that sort of thing - because they didn't take safety precautions, and were apparently dropped on their head at birth. ) I've seen this video so many times by now - that I kind of stopped taking the course four years ago. Actually we all stopped, we just didn't bother with it. It wasn't big deal on my end - I've not had any real site tours to speak of - and the one's I've had - no one bothered asking if I took the course or cared.
Because of my crazy-ass agency, I am ridiculously aware of all the things that can possibly kill me - and how to avoid them at work, in the office, and at home. I also know more about the weather (that falls into the kill you category, apparently) and viruses than most people.
**
Today, I cleaned out my refrigerator (or tried to - some of it refuses to be cleaned - because of how the fridge is positioned in my apartment) and got rid of the pile of papers taunting me from the bottom right hand corner shelf of the television stand. Just looking at them made me want to cough or sneeze. I'm sure the dust mites weren't happy.
And the sun peeked out. Not only that but for the space of maybe three hours we had clear blue skies and sparkling sunshine. First time since Friday. I decided to take advantage of it - take a walk, buy groceries from the real health food store on Courtelyou - which is about a thirty minute walk away. So I got about an hour and a half of exercise out of it, fresh air, and groceries - win-win. It cheered me up greatly. When and if I ever retire - I'm hunting some place with trees, sun, and water. Also public transportation. Which means the Southern United States is completely out of the question (no public transportation).
Television? I've been watching the Baking Impossible Challenge on Netflix.
I find the judges irritating. But I like the challenges. And for most part, have no interest in eating anything from them. The engineers so far, appear to be better than most of the bakers - although there are two male bakers that I'm impressed by.
I'm thinking of going back to "Star Trek - Discovery" soon.
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I don't want to talk about COVID. So we're not going to.
**
Apparently, niece's grand scheme to take a day trip to see Paris today didn't pan out. They discovered it cost $300 dollars, and was about 4 hours round trip on the train. So not quite worth it. They - being niece and boyfriend. Yes, her boyfriend managed to fly to London to visit family and see niece, even though he's going to school in New York. No, this doesn't make sense to my immediate family (the adults) either, we've decided to just go along with it.
ME: Yeah, I wouldn't exactly try Paris as a day trip. That's more of a weekly excursion.
Mother: Exactly. Plus it's not like there isn't things they can do in London. Niece has planned a day trip to see the Cliffs of Dover.
ME: Or they could just go to Bath or Oxford or Cambridge or see Buckingham Palace, or just spend the day in the British Museum. It's kind of limitless.
Ah, to be 17, in love, and in Britain with one's boyfriend during a pandemic. (Sorry couldn't resist that last part.)
**
It's overcast again. No wonder I'm gloomy.
Here's another random photo that I refuse to explain...
Yes, I'm one of those people who has to count on their fingers to make sense of it.
I have words and pictures in my head, along with sounds, not numbers or symbols.
I've learned a new trick - if something is painful or an emotional trigger - I step around it. Really, what's the point in discussing or focusing on something, if it will just make you unhappy?
Work tomorrow. Too poor to retire, and I kind of like the challenges. So sticking with it until either of that changes. Good news? I don't have to go into the office until Thursday and half the day will be spent in a MS Teams Roadway Worker Protection Course - where we get to watch videos and discuss Darwin Award Nominees in the field. (Basically watch folks get electrocuted by the third rail, falling off ladders, getting hit by trains that sort of thing - because they didn't take safety precautions, and were apparently dropped on their head at birth. ) I've seen this video so many times by now - that I kind of stopped taking the course four years ago. Actually we all stopped, we just didn't bother with it. It wasn't big deal on my end - I've not had any real site tours to speak of - and the one's I've had - no one bothered asking if I took the course or cared.
Because of my crazy-ass agency, I am ridiculously aware of all the things that can possibly kill me - and how to avoid them at work, in the office, and at home. I also know more about the weather (that falls into the kill you category, apparently) and viruses than most people.
**
Today, I cleaned out my refrigerator (or tried to - some of it refuses to be cleaned - because of how the fridge is positioned in my apartment) and got rid of the pile of papers taunting me from the bottom right hand corner shelf of the television stand. Just looking at them made me want to cough or sneeze. I'm sure the dust mites weren't happy.
And the sun peeked out. Not only that but for the space of maybe three hours we had clear blue skies and sparkling sunshine. First time since Friday. I decided to take advantage of it - take a walk, buy groceries from the real health food store on Courtelyou - which is about a thirty minute walk away. So I got about an hour and a half of exercise out of it, fresh air, and groceries - win-win. It cheered me up greatly. When and if I ever retire - I'm hunting some place with trees, sun, and water. Also public transportation. Which means the Southern United States is completely out of the question (no public transportation).
Television? I've been watching the Baking Impossible Challenge on Netflix.
I find the judges irritating. But I like the challenges. And for most part, have no interest in eating anything from them. The engineers so far, appear to be better than most of the bakers - although there are two male bakers that I'm impressed by.
I'm thinking of going back to "Star Trek - Discovery" soon.
**
I don't want to talk about COVID. So we're not going to.
**
Apparently, niece's grand scheme to take a day trip to see Paris today didn't pan out. They discovered it cost $300 dollars, and was about 4 hours round trip on the train. So not quite worth it. They - being niece and boyfriend. Yes, her boyfriend managed to fly to London to visit family and see niece, even though he's going to school in New York. No, this doesn't make sense to my immediate family (the adults) either, we've decided to just go along with it.
ME: Yeah, I wouldn't exactly try Paris as a day trip. That's more of a weekly excursion.
Mother: Exactly. Plus it's not like there isn't things they can do in London. Niece has planned a day trip to see the Cliffs of Dover.
ME: Or they could just go to Bath or Oxford or Cambridge or see Buckingham Palace, or just spend the day in the British Museum. It's kind of limitless.
Ah, to be 17, in love, and in Britain with one's boyfriend during a pandemic. (Sorry couldn't resist that last part.)
**
It's overcast again. No wonder I'm gloomy.
Here's another random photo that I refuse to explain...