I know I'm going to get called preachy and whiny or whatever but here goes:
Please wear a mask. I get that the anti-maskers won and social pressures make you feel self conscious, and people absolutely do give weird looks when they see people wearing masks, but the current sickness going around is totally preventable.
I have a chronic condition and even a mild illness can massively reduce my quality of life. I'm required to frequently go out and be in close proximity with people, and it's at the point where most people I see have a cough. I just want to not be at risk.
KN95 masks are a good balance between efficacy and price. Those blue surgical masks are easiest to find, but aren't great. N95s can be too expensive.
Please please please just consider wearing them when out.
Besides all that it'll make for an easier adjustment when Pandemic 2: Electric Birdflugaloo comes around.
I never stopped wearing a mask. I'm very possibly immunocompromised and don't want long covid. During lockdowns I'd always get dickhead men trying to intimidate me for wearing a mask and pick a fight about it. 🙄
But I really wish it would become just normal and accepted to mask up like in Asia. It's polite, it's hygienic, doesn't really cost much and you could be saving yourself or someone else a nasty flu. And frankly anyone who doesn't do it in a pandemic is not being logical.
Happy to oblige, you won't get any arguments from me. I don't give a damn about antimaskers or weird looks, but being a large solidly built middle-aged woman in steel caps can tend to put people off talking to me on public transport about their antimask bullshit. I'm the only one in my house with a job, and as a casual employee I can't afford time off due to totally preventable illness. The colds/flus/whatever they are going around at the moment are dynamite. My MIL is 90 and frail, my partner has many health issues, and I don't have time for people who think they're clever passing their ignorant bigotry towards the immunocompromised. I'm sorry you and Melba have had to deal with mean spirited inconsiderate twits. It's actually easier to be considerate anyway.
Not that one, most concrete pumps look the same. I walked by again this morning, it's all gone, there's a fresh slab poured and they've absolutely annihilated the nature strips with heavy vehicles.
I gotta say.. as someone who often feels like an outsider it's kind of nice that everyone else is sick when I am too. I feel like I'm a part of something.
I feel like an outcast, I got sick about 3 or 4 weeks ago and now I'm fine but I don't want to catch anything again for the next month if I can help it.
Art is art, public or private. It is a reflection of us as humans, to put something so personal out into the universe. So uniquely you.
It isn't wanky, not to me at least, for whatever that's worth ha! It's human. No one will ever read everything I write, all the words left private, unread, unseen. But I do it for me. You do it for you. We just gotta be humans about it all, I think.
I have reconsidered and decided it wouldn't be the best decision to go out this weekend. I can't imagine being well enough by tomorrow. At least the new season of The Boys dropped today and there is plenty of NRL to watch over the weekend.
I guess for now there's only 1 thing to do... 420 blaze it.
Sad news is my microphone ran out of charge 😔 Good news is the man has so many cords, power banks and nerdy shit that it'll be up and running in no time 😀
Short-staffed at work because people sick. People also sick at home. People sick everywhere 🤧 Holding sickness at bay with Bioceuticals Armaforce, Tolak Angin Flu sachets, and maybe my A– blood type. A special shout out to all of you who are under the weather. May you be back to your usual sunny selves soon!
Edit: also still wearing a mask on buses. They are really stinky sometimes and people coughing all over the place! Between people who smell like they've been cooking in their bedrooms and people who've been sleeping in their clothes for a month I am over it!
I'd forgotten just how much I hate the smell of weed. There was a kid at the last place that would smoke inside and blow it into the heating ducts and then I'd end up reeking of it. The new kid here only smokes outside, but he stands just outside the door so it still makes its way in
Not a chance. Also, the plague demons are currently stalking the streets of this fair city. Suggest wearing masks pretty much all day everyday, as they don't show under a balaclava which is recommended for personal temperature control. Recommend stocking up on oodies and ugg boots too.
One of the really frustrating things about getting the 'rona is I've been itching to settle down into sorting and organising the spare room, which is going to be the study/library space.
However I had a burst of energy and inspiration tonight and did a little rearranging and moving around - I want to put a cat tower where one of the smaller bookcases was and that meant moving the others one up, which meant emptying one, and...
Anyway there's roughly a cat tower sized space next to the window. Next step is sorting what's in the bookshelves and cleaning them... even if I do one shelf at a time, it's something.
I called in crook. My brain is stuffed. Then I was joined by Mrs and Tinyest cause he got sent from from daycare with lice. They claim no one else in the room has it, which is impossible cause he hasn’t any any other interaction with kids outside of daycare, and we don’t have it.
i'm a wrangler, a schemer, a cobbler and a snagger of discarded things and unconsidered trifles. A repairer and a reuser. But most importantly, i also share the booty.
Fuck I think I’m gonna have to go back to bed. I doubt I’ll sleep cause I hardly did last night, but like… it’s better to laying in bed in the dark feeling like shit than sitting on a couch, right? Thank god the Mrs is well enough to look after kiddo.
Cleaning out the ash & cinders the next day is the downside of a wood fire. My EBrunswick house was heated with a slow combustion wood heater - dealt with all too many ashes over the years. The good side of that is I always had wood ash on hand for the garden. I actually miss that part of the deal. I don't miss stacking the wood chunks though and keeping them dry and ready to use.
In my ideal house there would be regular heating plus a wood heater. Wood heater for night when I want to put effort in and regular heating for the rest of the time. I want the mod cons and the cake.
The first time I caught covid, they made me come in to work. Guess what happened? Company was down to 3 people and entire families got infected including small children.
Ough. Long nap. I've been really good about hygiene and masking but think I've gotten sick anyway.
Melbcat seems a lot better after going on the new antibiotics. She's much brighter. She's been refusing her wet meals though so I wonder if she's a bit queasy.
It really sucks because a few of her regular meds are mixed in there. She'll not eat it and then be all squirmy and fussy because she didn't take them 😔
Then if she seems really uncomfortable I have to mix fresh meds in water and catch her to syringe them in her mouth
I have ugg slippers which I'm currently rocking. I like them because they keep my toesies warm but the back half of my foot is exposed so my feet don't get too hot or sweaty. I don't mind chilly ankles.
Tomorrow my fam is having our birthday bash for the April/May birthdays. But late, but only because trying to get 30+ people's schedules to line up is worse than trying to herd cats.
Looking forward to seeing my grandparents. They're getting on in years and have started arrangements for their eventual passing away. It freaks me out some, but trying not to think too hard on it because there will be a time for that later on. Not tomorrow. Tomorrow is a celebration
I accidentally doubled up on my ADHD medicine and I feel like I'm going to pass out. That's how I know I actually have ADHD. Too much stimulant medication makes me feel super sleepy. Meanwhile a mate of mine got one from his partner and took it at a festival and was absolutely shitfaced the whole day. Brains are weird.
Today was going to be the day I washed my oodie. But no. Today is for wearing oodies. Also - can you get away with tumble drying a (cheap rip-off) oodie? I'm not worried so much about losing fluffyness, more that I will set the laundromat on fire from the hot synthetic fabric...
I appreciate all the staff at officeworks because it means I don't have to mess around with printers but jeez it makes a difference when you get someone who really knows what they're doing...
Have a potluck dinner tomorrow and put my hand up for making dessert. It's an hour door-to-door travel and I was going to make tiramisu but was worried it might go bad out of the fridge for that long. So I'm going to make this tomorrow morning. It looks good and will transport well, hopefully it's a hit.
looking at aliexpress art supplies, there are brushes on there that I can just tell they are good, they have vermillion ink which I love to work with. Must not buy, must finish old projects. ...lol
i just realised I made lunch to take in to work yesterday and completely forgot about it. I was even annoyed at myself yesterday morning that I didn't plan ahead and took in soup instead. I have so many things on my mind at the moment some of them are starting to fall out!
So understaffed at work today, thanks to the multiple plagues that seem to be going around I'm the only one in my team actually here.
And I probably shouldn't be, I'm guilty of a bit of presentee-ism myself. At least being on my own in this part of the building I'm not going to get anyone else sick so that's a bonus. Felt fine yesterday, today is a different story.
Movie Review. Pure Luck with Martin Short. Man with congenital bad luck is sent to search for a woman with congenital bad luck goes missing. Lot's of sight gags. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1v62J4tishs
Considering banking on this cold being shaken off by tomorrow and booking a room up on the border. Saw that one of the clubs up there has a Boobs tribute act (Michael Bublé) and I'm right into that scene. They actually have a Crooners of the 50s, 60s and 70s Variety show tonight which I would have liked. Will give me another 6.5 hours or so of audiobook time in the car too.
Microwave saucepans that aren't fucking white plastic. Borosilicate, with a lid, no staining or acid etches. 500ml, 1l, 2l, perfect for a tin of beans, a continental pasta, reheating some sauce. Get on It.
You can use any ceramic or glass dishes, as long as there are no metal trims on them. I just use my normal bowls and plates for reheating.
Also I think you can buy Pyrex ones with a glass bowl and plastic lid if you need something transportable.
I have tried to watch the first episode three times. I just can't get through it, the Dirk guy is too irritating. He's not quirky, he's not fun, it's too much.
It might be a great series , I don't know, it's not for me. 3 hobbits for the rest of cast
During my therapy session, the psych suggested I could have autism. She asked me what I think I have. I said I show traits of BPD, but I'm not the one who went to school to diagnose these conditions. I've got no idea but I know something is not right. Even though I feel crazy and people perceive me as crazy, that doesn't mean I am. Sure I've felt and said and done some crazy things, but those things don't define me.
I am praying that therapy works. I don't want to feel things so deeply anymore and catastrophise. I don't ever want to have an emotional outburst like I did the week of the breakup again, to the point where I have to beg someone to love me and make them and their people think I'm a complete psycho. I don't think it was a normal reaction to keep messaging him even though he wasn't responding. At the same time, I have to forgive myself and vow to never do that again.
I stupidly started talking to someone new who reassures me without having to ask, and even though I don't need it, and I'm just vibing and having fun chatting. Maybe I was just asking for too much from the wrong person.
Being manipulated often makes you look and feel crazy, as does dealing with arseholes. Sounds like you may have copped both.
Therapy is a good idea but have you also considered trying out some hobbies that regularly put you around other people in a low pressure environment? The goal isn't to "make friends". Just pick one or two activities you're curious to try and turn up regularly. After a while they'll recognise you and be low key friendly, but more than that it'll be a bit of a break in your day where you feel comfortable and are absorbed in something pleasant.
Note - you're not there to be besties or look for a date. You're pursuing interests with the pleasant side effect of cultivating hobby acquaintances. Don't give out your number or disclose personal info. Don't be upset if you don't hang out with these people outside of the activity, this is fine. Don't be discouraged if it takes a while to settle in and see benefits. If it's boring or people are behaving in catty/creepy ways (unfortunately very common), don't be afraid to bounce to a new one.
Ps. I don't recommend bars when looking for chill social times. Especially if you'll be there alone, aren't in a great headspace, or are going through a rough time in your life. There can tend to be a lot of unnecessary drama and while there are decent folk there are also a lot of drunk idiots and people who are just on the prowl.
Yes, I'm doing a community gardening project and just talk about life with people that I see once a week. It's helped me to remember I like being outside. Starting music lessons and joined a group fitness studio that's full of supportive and motivated people.
Getting back into reading and writing and realising that I like spending time alone.
Making space for a social activity with friends / family once a week. Next week I'm doing a cooking class with some friends.
Would it be a fair to say that you’ve had limited experience in this area? I joke that I’m a weirdo, but I don’t think it would a stretch to say that many of us have responded in similar manners early in dating. I definitely have and I know plenty of people who have lost the plot over at least one person, especially in the face of losing them. I most certainly cringe at some of the ways I behaved, but I guess we’re all young and dumb at some point. (That’s not to say you are, but I definitely do not think that deep feelings and sometimes cognitive distortion always = bad thing that needs to be fixed.)