Maids Monday
I woke easily, despite the time change, so I'll be ready to hop out of bed by 6:45am to sequester the cats and roll the trash/recycling to the curb. I did a good job of prepping for maids yesterday so there won't be much to do this morning, I'll just need to head out by 8am.
I eventually heard from B yesterday, but only briefly, no details of his vision quest. He'd suffered a car breakdown yesterday while leaving the place and was "rescued" when he called for help. He spent a period feeling like he was stranded in the desert. That was understandably stressful. His travels are often dramatic, last time it was the running out of battery charge for his electric vehicle.
Over the weekend I texted with my nephew more than anybody else, as he enters the realm of close friends. He's sharing his poetry with me now.
I had a super relaxing weekend by myself, playing with toys, enjoying hot tub, watching TV, and somehow avoided transition anxiety yesterday, even as I did transition to doing chores and checking my work emails/schedule. I even handled the disappearance of David pretty well, without becoming angry, simply modifying my internal model of David instead, that for him plans aren't sticky, which was kind of already true.
Oh, Congress actually passed part of the fiscal year budget last week, now they're supposed to pass the rest by March 22 -- the rest includes my own agency's budget. If they really pass it by then, I've got enough in savings now to pay off my car loan early. Then I'll have only one non-mortgage loan left, and that one will be paid next March 2025.
OK, time to get up and sequester the cats. My least favorite chore of all, and theirs also.
I eventually heard from B yesterday, but only briefly, no details of his vision quest. He'd suffered a car breakdown yesterday while leaving the place and was "rescued" when he called for help. He spent a period feeling like he was stranded in the desert. That was understandably stressful. His travels are often dramatic, last time it was the running out of battery charge for his electric vehicle.
Over the weekend I texted with my nephew more than anybody else, as he enters the realm of close friends. He's sharing his poetry with me now.
I had a super relaxing weekend by myself, playing with toys, enjoying hot tub, watching TV, and somehow avoided transition anxiety yesterday, even as I did transition to doing chores and checking my work emails/schedule. I even handled the disappearance of David pretty well, without becoming angry, simply modifying my internal model of David instead, that for him plans aren't sticky, which was kind of already true.
Oh, Congress actually passed part of the fiscal year budget last week, now they're supposed to pass the rest by March 22 -- the rest includes my own agency's budget. If they really pass it by then, I've got enough in savings now to pay off my car loan early. Then I'll have only one non-mortgage loan left, and that one will be paid next March 2025.
OK, time to get up and sequester the cats. My least favorite chore of all, and theirs also.