I'm very perplexed. The man came home from work sick "What's wrong?" "I don't know everything hurts and I'm tired". Right. The kid and I have developed a dry cough and dry throat very similar to hayfever apart from those and slight body aches which can come from coughing but nothing else. It was a high pollen day yesterday. Hayfever or something else? I'm not sure.
Update: the man has tested positive to the covid.
I am now being tested.
Update 2: I and the kid are negative. We will test again tomorrow.
I felt like hell Sunday but I think it was a reaction to all the tension. Like when you take leave and you feel like messy death for the first couple of days.
Hay fever's not great but there's activity next door so there's a lot of dust and whatnot floating around.
Love this time of the evening in summer. The angle of the sun is just perfect for highlighting the dust on every horizontal surface in my home. 😍 #blessed
I'm feeling helpless about how shit the world is getting. Not only war and climate change and nazis/fascism rising again. But things like food and housing are becoming so unaffordable, and there is very little that can be done about it by the people it most affects.
There is small scale stuff like pitching in to community food gardens, rewilding, cleaning off swastikas, or volunteering with Food Not Bombs but it seems naive and useless in the face of the sheer scale of cunts continuing to fuck everything up. At a certain point you just cannot pick up the slack.
Also my mental health is tanking and I'm literally not able to do much physically. I guess I just stick my head in the sand to try and care for myself the the best I can?
Do you watch a lot of reels / consume short media? Like the other commenter said, we aren't made to process so much information so quickly. Definitely try some apps that help with black out or ween off insta / twitter completely for a bit
Not really actually. It's more how it's intruding in concrete ways and preying on my mind.
ie Being affected by the cost of living, especially food. Substandard and unaffordable housing. Antisocial behaviour in my neighbourhood rising. Fretting about actions that aren't eco friendly - then remembering it's pointless because renewables are being used as a political football and our plastics aren't even being recycled. Knowing that as temperatures slowly rise my cheaply built flat will become intolerable.
But seeing stuff reflected in the news (ie. around housing climate and food, like it really is that bad) doesn't help. The Gaza news is also harrowing.
I used to be a bit of a news junkie but unsubscribed from a whole lot of stuff about a month ago. Now I focus on funny stuff, and I didn't realise how much I needed it. I get what you're saying about how futile it feels to do your bit of goodness for the world while multinational companies are busily screwing the planet over with impunity. Still do your little bit, and know that others of us are doing our bit too, and together we count even though it feels small sometimes.
It really does feel useless when the rot is coming from the head. I do have ideas about things that are better than nothing but my body is deteriorating
I don’t know how to help but I can sympathise. I also struggle sometimes knowing the world is full of arseholes. Reducing media might help but for me personally it doesn’t, I know it all still exists. But there are good people too! Lots of them. People trying to make a difference. Diseases are being cured all the time, social progress is being made with thing liken same sex marriage, inclusivity is more visible in media and art, renewable energy sources are growing, etc. I think we can only accept that the world is the way it is, and know that you yourself are a good person doing the best you can.
Loud O Lady downstairs decided it was a fine day for a rare 1:30pm screw, which is great for her except I was in a work meeting and have a very good microphone.
lol nah I explained what was going on. Luckily it was only my internal team and they're cool. We had a bit of a laugh but I did try to stay muted for most the meeting.
Looking at the weather in melbs right now I am perhaps okay with the weather here right now, sure it's 27.7C with 80% humidity but it's cloudy; with a fan going and my airism t shirt and short linen shorts it's not too bad. Very holiday esque. Hard to believe this was all I knew for 20 years of my life
Despite the odds I actually knocked it out of the park. Bunch of cunce I've been trying to get over the line with installs all realised I wasn't going away, the skies opened and the stars aligned and now they're running I don't ever have to talk to the fuckers ever again.
There was a guy on reddit who posted his story of trying I think it might have been herione once, figuring what the hell, once is fine and holy hell is it scary to read what happened and how quicky he became addicted because he was forever chasing that first high. Pretty sure he completely fucked his life up because of "once is fine". It's insane. I figure that's also what happens with meth. People figure why not and end up completely fucked.
I tried meth a bunch of times. More than ten, less than twenty. It didn't really do much for me. I was never a big fan of speed or coke either. Meth absolutely consumed the people I was taking it with. Every social occasion became people ducking off to smoke little meth quietly until practically everyone had snuck off to smoke a bit.
Just started raining now, so I've called it a day. I did get a decent amount of work in first, there are maybe 4-6 more barrow loads to go and then I'll be done. The car will appreciate being able to go back in the carport.
One thing that is a blessing and/or curse of having PTSD due to abuse is that after some time I can tell who is walking due to the sound of their steps. But now I can tell the sound of my boss' car engine.
This is a normal human ability. A result of paying attention, whether consciously or not. Back in the old days of sailing ships, a skilled sea captain could tell you who was the captain of a ship when only the sails were visible over the horizon, so you couldn't see the hull of the ship or who was on deck even with a telescope. Source: my dad who was a sailor. Tram and train drivers can also tell just from watching video of one stopping and starting who the driver is. I suspect the abuse/PTSD has developed your ability way beyond the level the rest of us have. In a way it's a superpower, and something to cherish I think. Like the 'nose' of a professional perfumier or wine maker.
Oh totally! Definitely not saying that only those with PTSD have this ability. I mean I could pick up the way my mum, dad and sister walks before I suffered abuse. It's just, as you stated, heightened the original ability.
I think the differences have evened out a bit in recent years. You guys have not one but THREE federal Greens MPs - you've out Melbourne'd Melbourne! It depends on where you are coming from in Brisbane and where you go to in Melbourne. Some suburbs can still be rather conservative. But I think in general it is easier to find "weirdos" and there is a greater baseline tolerance of such things across the board, at uni or in workplaces.
Brisbane is kind of weird politically. It's definitely getting more progressive, but there's still this solid foundation of Queensland conservativism, which is very socially conservative. Brisbane is also described as being a big country town because so many people (myself included) flock here from the regions. Brisbane feels like a bit of an oasis in the desert, but some people do still bring a lot of conservative culture norms with them when they move here. At the same time a lot of people from northern nsw also move here so they kind of level things out a bit.
As a proud weirdo this is what I'm looking for. Just somewhere that's a little bit more down with diversity in all its forms.
Hey all. Has anyone seen any saliva COVID tests on their travels recently? Kidcalhoon2 just can't do the nasal tests... I've checked almost all chemists in the Thornbury, Preston, reservoir, Brunswick area....
I have some. I used one, but found it a real hassle compared to the nasal/throat swab ones. About 5 left. Am free this afternoon if you want to meet up for a handover.
Try contacting the Treasury Pharmacy in Collins St in the cbd. That's where I got mine from.
Oh that's very thoughtful and kind of you thanks. My mum came through with the goods, she cleaned out a chemist over in Hawthorn and dropped them over, so all good.
Kidcalhoon2 tested and is somehow negative.
Let's say you have a shitload of dripper hose that you need to straighten quickly. Tie one end around a tree, unravel the coil walking away from the tree so it's vaguely straight, then give it a good pull so it's taut for 30 seconds and hey presto it's straight. much more efficient than laying it out in the currently non-existant sun.
*existent.. I swear my spelling has just fallen off a cliff since rona due to either getting rona or the shitposting in lockdown :(
I've got a very hungry girl. She's been fussy too, crying and telling me she wants something but not leading me to anything.
Started buying the large homebrand tins of tuna to give big extra helpings (between the two fancy cat food meals used to deliver meds) and am trying to arrange a lift to get her back to the vet. I'm a bit worried that her thyroid issue has returned after radiation.
I have my fingers crossed that it's just her teeth and she's sooking because she's hungry from being unable to biscuit. That is potentially more expensive than repeating the radiation treatment (it depends on what needs to be done) but I really don't want to put her in hospital for a week and be unable to cuddle for another. Again. Plus thyroid issues really affect health
Edit: I've also been occasionally giving her meloxicam to see if pain is the issue, like you'd use children's panadol for a kid. It could be her arthritis acting up or her bladder is inflamed (unfortunately when that happens it's stress induced not bacterial so antibiotics wouldn't help)
The homebrand human tuna? I found that mishing it up with a fork so it's like shredded sandwich tuna works a treat. (Springwater for our boi, he's of mixed opinions on oil) Much easier on the teefies, and gets a lot of water into them
woooo greenhouse bedding raised to the next level so that the door clears the frame, now let it piss down rain to let it settle even more before we move it up.
It's freezing today. Had the luck of putting all my jumpers in the wash yesterday, and they've not dried yet, so I've just been huddled by the heater for the most part.
On the bright side, did manage to try out the teapot I got, and it's quite nice. Not that big, but doesn't drip, and cleans up easily. Only gripe is that the spout is so small that it's impossible to get the bottle brush in to clean the inside properly.