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the_siobhan) wrote2022-12-02 12:05 am
the_siobhan) wrote2022-12-02 12:05 am
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the neon light's on me tonight
Still alive.
Occasionally I see posts by people who say, oh sorry I've been so quiet, I've been doing all my posting on this other site. Not me, nope. I go quiet because I suck on all social media.
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The Old Man really really really wanted to do a dinner out with the family and I just couldn't bring myself to say no to him again yet again. I made a point of getting him his flu shot a couple of weeks ago because apparently this year's flu is a fucker, and then last night we took him out to a steak house. I was thinking I could reduce the risk by doing it 1) midweek, 2) before December started proper and 3) before office Xmas parties and family get-togethers make the numbers sky-rocket. Well #1 & 2 didn't come through for me because the place was packed. And then at the last minute the nephew couldn't come because he tested positive for covid.
Still, the Old Man said he really enjoyed himself. When spring comes we'll do it again at an outside venue - hopefully with the nephew this time - and if we can make that our new tradition I'll feel better about saying no to winter indoor gatherings. I should have done more of that this past summer, but he spent most of it in the hospital. He's in good spirits and good energy now though, so hopefully that lasts.
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Tomorrow we drop of the bed that we finally got for him. Holy shit those things are expensive. I mean it makes sense they would be, they have to be sturdy enough not to break on people and the mattress is pretty high-tech, but still. Even so it will still be cheaper than the rental.
I am behind on so many things. My to-do list is a fucking joke, seriously, it's one of those cartoon things that has pages stapled on the bottom and just spreads all over the floor when you pick it up.
My to-do list includes writing and phoning politicians because things are a nightmare in Ontario right now. I had an argument with the housemate yesterday about how yes, voting matters, because if we weren't spending so much energy struggling to stop the Conservatives from making things worse, maybe we would have the energy to push to make things better? They made the counter-argument that this province always chooses one of the two big main parties and always the one that isn't in the federal seat - so struggling against the Conservatives is never going to not be a thing on some government level and we should just focus our energy elsewhere. They have a valid point I think, but also you gotta start somewhere, so yelling at politicians is still an item on my daily planner, because honestly I have the time equivalent of 2.5 full-time jobs now and that's what I can manage.
***
I'm trying to get back into Write Every day. Dear Lord. My brain is like the Sahara. I've been trying to write a story from the perspective of a person who struggles with depression which you would think would be easy for me, but it's surprisingly difficult to put the experience to paper.
So I was thinking about it one night when I was lying-in-bed-not-sleeping and it occurred to me that for me at least, depression has always really been about anger. So if I can write a character who is just quietly fucking furious all the time I might get closer to what I'm trying to express.
Could be an interesting exercise, if nothing else.
***
So yeah. Same old, same old over here.
Occasionally I see posts by people who say, oh sorry I've been so quiet, I've been doing all my posting on this other site. Not me, nope. I go quiet because I suck on all social media.
***
The Old Man really really really wanted to do a dinner out with the family and I just couldn't bring myself to say no to him again yet again. I made a point of getting him his flu shot a couple of weeks ago because apparently this year's flu is a fucker, and then last night we took him out to a steak house. I was thinking I could reduce the risk by doing it 1) midweek, 2) before December started proper and 3) before office Xmas parties and family get-togethers make the numbers sky-rocket. Well #1 & 2 didn't come through for me because the place was packed. And then at the last minute the nephew couldn't come because he tested positive for covid.
Still, the Old Man said he really enjoyed himself. When spring comes we'll do it again at an outside venue - hopefully with the nephew this time - and if we can make that our new tradition I'll feel better about saying no to winter indoor gatherings. I should have done more of that this past summer, but he spent most of it in the hospital. He's in good spirits and good energy now though, so hopefully that lasts.
***
Tomorrow we drop of the bed that we finally got for him. Holy shit those things are expensive. I mean it makes sense they would be, they have to be sturdy enough not to break on people and the mattress is pretty high-tech, but still. Even so it will still be cheaper than the rental.
I am behind on so many things. My to-do list is a fucking joke, seriously, it's one of those cartoon things that has pages stapled on the bottom and just spreads all over the floor when you pick it up.
My to-do list includes writing and phoning politicians because things are a nightmare in Ontario right now. I had an argument with the housemate yesterday about how yes, voting matters, because if we weren't spending so much energy struggling to stop the Conservatives from making things worse, maybe we would have the energy to push to make things better? They made the counter-argument that this province always chooses one of the two big main parties and always the one that isn't in the federal seat - so struggling against the Conservatives is never going to not be a thing on some government level and we should just focus our energy elsewhere. They have a valid point I think, but also you gotta start somewhere, so yelling at politicians is still an item on my daily planner, because honestly I have the time equivalent of 2.5 full-time jobs now and that's what I can manage.
***
I'm trying to get back into Write Every day. Dear Lord. My brain is like the Sahara. I've been trying to write a story from the perspective of a person who struggles with depression which you would think would be easy for me, but it's surprisingly difficult to put the experience to paper.
So I was thinking about it one night when I was lying-in-bed-not-sleeping and it occurred to me that for me at least, depression has always really been about anger. So if I can write a character who is just quietly fucking furious all the time I might get closer to what I'm trying to express.
Could be an interesting exercise, if nothing else.
***
So yeah. Same old, same old over here.