as i write this, i'm watching pumagreg cleaning himself for the first time in a week, having just removed his cone. what a feeling that must be for him, regaining the ability to act on his animal brained instinct of cleaning his ass. i wish some of the men in my gym had that instinct for wiping the equipment they use down when they're done.
i'm getting over a sinus infection that followed days of bad september allergies. at the very least, i can say that i'm aggresively hydrated [smacks belly] you can fit a lot of h2o in this bitch.
puma had allergies too, which caused him to lick under his arm a little raw. the cone came off tonight and tomorrow if it's still irritated the cone is going back on. i wish he understood the ultimatum lol!
i'm taking course at sfpc, my first one, and this week we had orientation. i wanted to go to the in-person part, but i underestimated how long it would take pumagreg's vet to shave his armpit and give him two churrus. class starts tomorrow morning and i'm begging the night to give me a full, restful sleep cycle.
most of the week was dealing with pumagreg and my allergies, but i got a chance to get out of the house, go to a meetup and hang out with my pal tasha. she got me this (probably knock-off) sonny angel doll that i think i'm going to move into the fridge, maybe have it hanging over the door shelf barrier thing.
this week i finished a re-read of the forest and the trees, one of my all-time favorite non-fiction books that i go to when i need to be reminded of why the world is the way it is and what my role is in it, or at least that it's not.
wow, i didn't do most of the things i wanted to do because i felt like shit! and yet no one died so i can just move on and hope next week is better and if it's not then i can just move on and hope next week is better and
this past week was full of endings and beginnings, and reflections of past cycles. there's no light without dark, life without death, blah blah blah welcome to the retro.
welcome to the latest in my *what i made in my ceramics class* series. this class was my 2nd time taking this wheel-throwing class because the time was convenient and i really like the instructor. because there were lots of summer camps going on and a kiln malfunction, i had to wait longer than usual to get these pieces home but i finally did today.
this week was the 2-year anniversary of me quitting my corporate job and i spent a significant portion of it toeing the line between calm and an absolute fucking meltdown over getting an ssh key to authorize me into one of my git repos. for a moment it felt like literally nothing changed, but ultimately so much has. welcome to da retro.
first of all, rip dolly parton and tim curry. what a blessing it was to have shared a planet with them even if for such a short time relative to how long humans have existed.
this week i tried scheduling out my entire week in my calendar, down to the times i go to the gym or read. normally i wing that or have it scheduled in my mind, but i had a busy weekend and i wanted to make it to and through it without dropping the ball on my routines. who would have thought that time management would help one better manage their time. what helped is going in knowing that i will have to move things around or skip things and that's just life, not failure.
we've finally reached the halfway point through august, where "back to school" signs make a lot more sense to see and i check the weather app every day to see if the temperatures are starting to trend downward. right now it is a *cooler* 80F just in time for this 80TH weekly retro.
my doctor told me to get bloodwork done on the second day of my period and i scheduled it for tomorrow in hopes it would work out so i wouldn't have to miss ceramics class on tuesday, and can you believe that my period *started today just in time*. it's important to call out and celebrate one's wins and also add a disclaimer that the following was written and edited throughout a series of cramps. ciao amici, and welcome to the weekly retro.
after spending a lot of today on trains and out of town, i almost completely zonked out for the night as soon as i got home. fortunately for you, i caught a second wind. fortunately for me, it happened before 10pm.
