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Nov. 17th, 2024 01:29 amSo that happened.
I'm seeing theories of cheating which honestly wouldn't surprise me even a tiny little bit. I'm also seeing calls for progressives not to stumble down the conspiracy theory path, which is also fair. But you know, there's no harm in asking for a recount, right? If the numbers were that close?
Maybe a do-over?
I have other thoughts, but they are not for a public forum. All I can say here is, take care of yourselves.
***
I'm still plugging away over here. I have reached the small fiddly part of organizing that is so hard because I am still waiting on things to be finished. In the meantime I've resigned myself to putting things back in boxes while I wait for the house to be done.
Contractor hasn't been here for a month in spite of frequent promises of "next week". Turns out his cancer is back and his doctors keep dragging him in for tests. I can't complain about him putting his health first, but I am complaining about him not telling me what's going on. I can't plan around his schedule if he won't fucking tell me what it is.
Cheap fast or good. Pick two.
On the plus side, took a chance that the contractor wouldn't be here last week and got the furnace guy to come in. Just in time for the temperature to drop 15 degrees. Now I need to find the manual so I can reset the thermostat since the housemate was always cold and I tend to run hot.
***
Cat was supposed to go in for some dental work. Instead I got a call from the vet saying, I'm concerned about his heart murmur...
Wait, his what now?
So now I have to take him into a cardiologist for an assessment. I legit did not know they have cardiologists for cats. But here we are.
***
I finally got my big-boy pants on and joined the gym around the corner. So far I really like like it. Huge queer contingent. Very body positive. Lots of variation in skill & fitness levels. I am sore as hell, entirely in the good way.
Really the only down side is that the building is old and the ventilation is shit. I wear a mask every class but so far I'm the only one.
I'm also thinking I need to find time to hit up a massage therapist because hoo boy, are my muscles complaining about being out of practice. And one of the clinics near me just sent out email saying that they now have a practitioner who specifically does scar work, so I might set up an appointment just for that.
Still plugging away.
I'm seeing theories of cheating which honestly wouldn't surprise me even a tiny little bit. I'm also seeing calls for progressives not to stumble down the conspiracy theory path, which is also fair. But you know, there's no harm in asking for a recount, right? If the numbers were that close?
Maybe a do-over?
I have other thoughts, but they are not for a public forum. All I can say here is, take care of yourselves.
***
I'm still plugging away over here. I have reached the small fiddly part of organizing that is so hard because I am still waiting on things to be finished. In the meantime I've resigned myself to putting things back in boxes while I wait for the house to be done.
Contractor hasn't been here for a month in spite of frequent promises of "next week". Turns out his cancer is back and his doctors keep dragging him in for tests. I can't complain about him putting his health first, but I am complaining about him not telling me what's going on. I can't plan around his schedule if he won't fucking tell me what it is.
Cheap fast or good. Pick two.
On the plus side, took a chance that the contractor wouldn't be here last week and got the furnace guy to come in. Just in time for the temperature to drop 15 degrees. Now I need to find the manual so I can reset the thermostat since the housemate was always cold and I tend to run hot.
***
Cat was supposed to go in for some dental work. Instead I got a call from the vet saying, I'm concerned about his heart murmur...
Wait, his what now?
So now I have to take him into a cardiologist for an assessment. I legit did not know they have cardiologists for cats. But here we are.
***
I finally got my big-boy pants on and joined the gym around the corner. So far I really like like it. Huge queer contingent. Very body positive. Lots of variation in skill & fitness levels. I am sore as hell, entirely in the good way.
Really the only down side is that the building is old and the ventilation is shit. I wear a mask every class but so far I'm the only one.
I'm also thinking I need to find time to hit up a massage therapist because hoo boy, are my muscles complaining about being out of practice. And one of the clinics near me just sent out email saying that they now have a practitioner who specifically does scar work, so I might set up an appointment just for that.
Still plugging away.