don't fake a restless heart
Apr. 7th, 2026 11:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_siobhanI've been planning to recondition the ol' walking muscles for a while now, but spending 20 minutes putting on layers before you can walk out the door is not conducive to the casual stroll. Friday it was 20+ degrees and sunny so I went for a 90-minute walk, just in a big circle around the neighbourhood. I was not alone in this decision. The sidewalks were full, every patio was packed, and the ice cream store had a line down the block.
This morning I woke up and there was snow on my deck.
So that was second spring. We're due two more and then we enter smoke-from-forest-fires season.
In the course of my walk I found out there is a new brewpub at the literal end of my street. They will have a patio. This is going to be very very bad for my wallet.
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Word has come down from Above, I am going back into the office one day a week starting the last week of May.
Completely stupid and unnecessary but it could be a lot worse. I suspect it's only once a week because they've received so much negative feedback from their employees and they'll try to bump it up to higher frequency once they figure we're resigned to it. But that's unlikely to happen this year.
Or you know, gas will hit $50 a litre and they'll have to either back off or pay people more. Which could also happen! Who the fuck knows, this is the most stupid of all possible timelines.
I'm taking a staycation to work on the house in a couple of weeks and after that I'm going to try to train myself to get up earlier on a daily basis. I would try to get up early on the monthly office days but anything that disrupts my sleep sets off the vertigo like woah, and I ended up leaving the house at the same time or later by the time I got it under control. It took me almost three weeks to get over the shift to daylight savings time. I figure I can spend a month being wobbly at home before I have to go into the office and navigate bright lights and too many moving bodies.
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Lord Brock continues to develop concerning test results and cost me five million dollars per vet visit. But he still beats on a catnip mouse like it owes him money, so I have hope that whatever the underlying issue is it remains manageable.
While going through old paperwork to see what I could shred this year I found his original adoption records. He is 13 this year, not 15 as I originally thought. So he's definitely in his old man years, but not quite as old as I thought. So I might get a couple more years of being yelled at.
This morning I woke up and there was snow on my deck.
So that was second spring. We're due two more and then we enter smoke-from-forest-fires season.
In the course of my walk I found out there is a new brewpub at the literal end of my street. They will have a patio. This is going to be very very bad for my wallet.
***
Word has come down from Above, I am going back into the office one day a week starting the last week of May.
Completely stupid and unnecessary but it could be a lot worse. I suspect it's only once a week because they've received so much negative feedback from their employees and they'll try to bump it up to higher frequency once they figure we're resigned to it. But that's unlikely to happen this year.
Or you know, gas will hit $50 a litre and they'll have to either back off or pay people more. Which could also happen! Who the fuck knows, this is the most stupid of all possible timelines.
I'm taking a staycation to work on the house in a couple of weeks and after that I'm going to try to train myself to get up earlier on a daily basis. I would try to get up early on the monthly office days but anything that disrupts my sleep sets off the vertigo like woah, and I ended up leaving the house at the same time or later by the time I got it under control. It took me almost three weeks to get over the shift to daylight savings time. I figure I can spend a month being wobbly at home before I have to go into the office and navigate bright lights and too many moving bodies.
***
Lord Brock continues to develop concerning test results and cost me five million dollars per vet visit. But he still beats on a catnip mouse like it owes him money, so I have hope that whatever the underlying issue is it remains manageable.
While going through old paperwork to see what I could shred this year I found his original adoption records. He is 13 this year, not 15 as I originally thought. So he's definitely in his old man years, but not quite as old as I thought. So I might get a couple more years of being yelled at.
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Date: 2026-04-08 12:19 pm (UTC)I mean.... in a FUEL CRISIS? Now?
Or you know, gas will hit $50 a litre
That won't happen. Oil hits US$150/bbl and the economy is fucked.
Lord Brock continues to develop concerning test results and cost me five million dollars per vet visit.
Awww. Poor kiddy.
There's a point that... is just making him happy. If he loves his mice...