Photos. Fasting. Furniture. Feeling Fairly Fucked.
I've been fasting since last night for a blood test I'm having in just over an hour. I'm hungry, thirsty and have a big fat headache. I think I'm allowed to drink water.
For no especial reason, I have photos to show today. Should I LJ-cut this? Yes. Will I? Probably not, but maybe I will. I'll decide that later. Actually, there is a reason: writing in LJ has been difficult, the likelihood of success remote. I don't know how to sort through all that's been going on in my world of me lately.
Went to the doctor yesterday for a quick prescription I owed the chemist, came out an hour later with a govt-initiated mental health care plan set in motion. I'll be seeing a psychologist soon which is great b/c I'm so tired of useless psychiatrists. But I left her office with a high score on a stress/anxiety/depression questionnaire, and lame tears of frustration. I'd been feeling SO GOOD, and now that spring is here, I've really been digging every day out the backyard weeding and pruning (did you catch my gardening pun? Wasn't it great?), and doc had to go and probe beneath my illuminated exterior, didn't she? Nah, but she's an excellent bloody GP. I'm just disappointed depression factored at all; I knew I was really anxious though, and for no good reason I could come up with.
T's playing some brilliant oldies out there on the other computer: Kirsty MacColl, David Bowie, Stephen 'Tin Tin' Duffy (so underrated), The Go-Betweens, The Only Ones, The Jam, Al Stewart.... they all take me back.
'50s Boomerang-style cat bed in new vintage fabric
Elsie's new cat bed will arrive in a week or two. I have never seen finer, and I have been looking for months on end. (Actually, you can get an amazing Frank Lloyd Wright-style cat house but it costs hundreds.) Elsie is orange so will either clash wildly or blend in beautifully. Either way: art!
Supa Centre (North)
We went to the most inappropriate place on earth to look for a desk yesterday: a home furniture centre. Everything was ridiculously expensive yet made on the cheap and designed shoddily. It was a comedy of grotesquerie, each thing worse than the one before it. We're gonna check out the local trash'n'treasure/antique shops like we intended from the start.
Supa Centre (South)
Clearly, but unbeknownst to us, we had gone in search of Lifestyle. We're hardly Lifestyle people. Our souls were depleted by this shopping experience. We did, however, manage to find a much-needed toothbrush holder.
"Oh my goodness - the chips!"
Hot chips made from hand-cut potatoes nice and thick. Watched that hot oil like a hawk, I did. Please admire the '70s yellow formica (which I love) and gopping brown 'tiled' vinyl floor (which I don't). Elsie is camouflaged by it and is lucky not to have been trodden dead thus far.
Kenji and Elsie on the back deck
During a break in gardening, Kenji kindly offers me a tennis ball in case I'm desperate to play that game where I throw it over and over and he fetches it. Elsie has practically doubled in size since we got her! That's one happy kit.
The backyard in the last week of winter
Top-left corner: Aviary of budgies behind clothesline where I sing softly enough that neighbours cannot hear. I have a special whistle for the budgies which they recognise. Centre circle requires pruning and weeding which I'm now halfway through. Top-right corner: Shed, white cane chair for Elsie's sun baths, (overgrown) passionfruit vine, composted/mulched vegie patch that might get planted today (organic), Kenji wondering what he'll do next after clipping the tiny hedge...
Gardening stuff
Flowers are pruning off-cuts, shears are blunt, secateurs are Fiskars and highly recommended.
Kenji gets some pocket money
Performing mental maths at an elite level, Kenji adds this bounty to the $15 already in his pocket money jar, and visualises* the toys he will purchase soon. OK, OK, it's true - I want children! But Dad sent this to Kenji (haw!) so maybe he wants more g-kids just as much. (The apple didn't fall far; we're both nuts.)
* Or contemplates how on earth you're supposed to get fun out of a rectangle of Polymer...
Daruman!
These are genius - the devil man descends the ladder perfectly with a tinkle of his merry bell, and he always lands on his feet facing me. Had one of these as a kid at the Japanese School. Got this at Narita airport en route home from the UK.
For no especial reason, I have photos to show today. Should I LJ-cut this? Yes. Will I? Probably not, but maybe I will. I'll decide that later. Actually, there is a reason: writing in LJ has been difficult, the likelihood of success remote. I don't know how to sort through all that's been going on in my world of me lately.
Went to the doctor yesterday for a quick prescription I owed the chemist, came out an hour later with a govt-initiated mental health care plan set in motion. I'll be seeing a psychologist soon which is great b/c I'm so tired of useless psychiatrists. But I left her office with a high score on a stress/anxiety/depression questionnaire, and lame tears of frustration. I'd been feeling SO GOOD, and now that spring is here, I've really been digging every day out the backyard weeding and pruning (did you catch my gardening pun? Wasn't it great?), and doc had to go and probe beneath my illuminated exterior, didn't she? Nah, but she's an excellent bloody GP. I'm just disappointed depression factored at all; I knew I was really anxious though, and for no good reason I could come up with.
T's playing some brilliant oldies out there on the other computer: Kirsty MacColl, David Bowie, Stephen 'Tin Tin' Duffy (so underrated), The Go-Betweens, The Only Ones, The Jam, Al Stewart.... they all take me back.
'50s Boomerang-style cat bed in new vintage fabric
Elsie's new cat bed will arrive in a week or two. I have never seen finer, and I have been looking for months on end. (Actually, you can get an amazing Frank Lloyd Wright-style cat house but it costs hundreds.) Elsie is orange so will either clash wildly or blend in beautifully. Either way: art!
Supa Centre (North)
We went to the most inappropriate place on earth to look for a desk yesterday: a home furniture centre. Everything was ridiculously expensive yet made on the cheap and designed shoddily. It was a comedy of grotesquerie, each thing worse than the one before it. We're gonna check out the local trash'n'treasure/antique shops like we intended from the start.
Supa Centre (South)
Clearly, but unbeknownst to us, we had gone in search of Lifestyle. We're hardly Lifestyle people. Our souls were depleted by this shopping experience. We did, however, manage to find a much-needed toothbrush holder.
"Oh my goodness - the chips!"
Hot chips made from hand-cut potatoes nice and thick. Watched that hot oil like a hawk, I did. Please admire the '70s yellow formica (which I love) and gopping brown 'tiled' vinyl floor (which I don't). Elsie is camouflaged by it and is lucky not to have been trodden dead thus far.
Kenji and Elsie on the back deck
During a break in gardening, Kenji kindly offers me a tennis ball in case I'm desperate to play that game where I throw it over and over and he fetches it. Elsie has practically doubled in size since we got her! That's one happy kit.
The backyard in the last week of winter
Top-left corner: Aviary of budgies behind clothesline where I sing softly enough that neighbours cannot hear. I have a special whistle for the budgies which they recognise. Centre circle requires pruning and weeding which I'm now halfway through. Top-right corner: Shed, white cane chair for Elsie's sun baths, (overgrown) passionfruit vine, composted/mulched vegie patch that might get planted today (organic), Kenji wondering what he'll do next after clipping the tiny hedge...
Gardening stuff
Flowers are pruning off-cuts, shears are blunt, secateurs are Fiskars and highly recommended.
Kenji gets some pocket money
Performing mental maths at an elite level, Kenji adds this bounty to the $15 already in his pocket money jar, and visualises* the toys he will purchase soon. OK, OK, it's true - I want children! But Dad sent this to Kenji (haw!) so maybe he wants more g-kids just as much. (The apple didn't fall far; we're both nuts.)
* Or contemplates how on earth you're supposed to get fun out of a rectangle of Polymer...
Daruman!
These are genius - the devil man descends the ladder perfectly with a tinkle of his merry bell, and he always lands on his feet facing me. Had one of these as a kid at the Japanese School. Got this at Narita airport en route home from the UK.