Wednesday! Yesterday wasn’t bad; I felt pretty good yesterday morning when I got up, and that feeling did last throughout the work day. Yay! Monday was odd, but it had to have been a combination of sinuses and possibly some low blood sugar. I spent Monday kind of low-key resting and eating, and it paid off by feeling good on Tuesday. I just need to keep an eye on said blood sugar while I am out of town this weekend and next week. Sigh. But I am definitely looking forward to listening to Alafair and Laurie King on the driving. Woo-hoo! Reading is reading, even when it’s just listening.
I’m hoping to get a newsletter out today, talking about Barb Goffman’s wonderful short story “Baby Love.” Fingers crossed! It was a bit sad coming home and knowing Paul wouldn’t be coming home from the office (usually my mind just defaults to he’s working late) ; but it was much worse getting up this morning because he definitely wasn’t home. Don’t get me wrong, I do enjoy down time for just me, but…we’ve been living together for over thirty years now and I’m used to having him around. The apartment also seems so enormous and roomy when he isn’t home; who knew such a small guy takes up so much space? He does, however, have a big personality.
So does Sparky, for that matter. And me. Probably why the place always seems so small to me.
I wasn’t tired when I got home from work, and so did some things. Sparky needed some attention, so I did that (walked around with him on my shoulders, sleep in my lap) while watching and getting caught up on the news, such as it is. Lord. It’s so disheartening. This ballroom nonsense, and the way they all just fall in line to give their god-emperor everything he wants–after the desecration of a national landmark, no less–is just sick-inducing. They claimed we were like this with Obama–but Obama didn’t slap his name on the Kennedy Center, and had he torn down the East Wing of the White House without congressional approval to spend money we don’t have, MAGA would have stormed the White House. (Of course, they already showed their utter contempt for our government buildings when they defiled and desecrated the Capital in one of the most horrifying and shocking and unpatriotic assaults on the country in history. Future generations will be most unkind about this period of US history. MAGA doesn’t care, of course; they’ve always only been concerned with the present and never look ahead.
Don’t get me started on how they glorify a non-glorious past.
I feel pretty good this morning. I slept very well last night, and Sparky was all cuddly this morning trying to get me up to feed him instead of in attack mode. And one nice thing about Paul being gone is I can turn on lights upstairs while I’m getting ready instead of doing it mostly in the dark. It’s the little things? I slept so well last night I must have been more tired than I originally had thought when I got home from work. It was shameful I didn’t do more chores last night, but Sparky needed attention and since I am boarding him at the Cat Practice Friday–yeah, I don’t have a problem with spoiling him before he gets put in the crate.
Oh! I never posted this! Sorry to be so late, have a great day, and see you tomorrow!
Queer and Loathing in America 