Not going to fight city hall...
Although I feel like it.
Mind you, I have no issue with winter. I love the snow, I love looking at it, I love playing in it, I really don't mind walking in it. What I *DO* mind, is my town taking a lackadaisical attitude toward clearing the sidewalks. I don't drive, I can't drive due to my Asperger's Syndrome, so walking is my primary mode of transportation. I need clear sidewalks in order to get to and from work in a timely manner. I had a bad day at work, thus heading home to find the sidewalks on my street were still unplowed finished me off. I had one of my meltdowns, and I haven't had one in weeks. Granted, it happened at home and my mother was there to hold me and keep me from thrashing around too badly, but still. She has a severe depression problem, and I hate adding to her burdens.
Consequently, my nerves are shot to bits, I feel like crap and I can't enjoy things like lighting my menorah and helping my dad bring in our Christmas tree.
I just want to live my life like other people. I just want to go to my job and work and earn my pay. But I cannot do that unless people around me help make life a little easier because of the restrictions this condition puts on my ability to accomplish the things I am trying to do.
If I wasn't Catholic, I think I'd be trying out some kind of sympathetic magic to nudge the lazy Department of Public Works workers into going out and plowing the damn sidewalks. But I'm a firm believer in the Rule of Three, so even then, it'd be out of the question.
I might just stay home from work and call it a mental health day. Since I will be calling the DPW and *HAUNTING* them until they plow the expletive-deleted sidewalks.
But, more pleasant things: I found a nifty little fandom community called fandom_stocking that I'm giving a shot at. I might make some folks some fannish presents to stuff in theirs, if I can get the emotional energy to do that. Here's mine:
http://community.livejournal.com/fandom_stocking/35988.html?#cutid1
And, oh yes, draggies:
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:: Uses her Cal Leandros icon, because she feels about as alienated as he does::
Mind you, I have no issue with winter. I love the snow, I love looking at it, I love playing in it, I really don't mind walking in it. What I *DO* mind, is my town taking a lackadaisical attitude toward clearing the sidewalks. I don't drive, I can't drive due to my Asperger's Syndrome, so walking is my primary mode of transportation. I need clear sidewalks in order to get to and from work in a timely manner. I had a bad day at work, thus heading home to find the sidewalks on my street were still unplowed finished me off. I had one of my meltdowns, and I haven't had one in weeks. Granted, it happened at home and my mother was there to hold me and keep me from thrashing around too badly, but still. She has a severe depression problem, and I hate adding to her burdens.
Consequently, my nerves are shot to bits, I feel like crap and I can't enjoy things like lighting my menorah and helping my dad bring in our Christmas tree.
I just want to live my life like other people. I just want to go to my job and work and earn my pay. But I cannot do that unless people around me help make life a little easier because of the restrictions this condition puts on my ability to accomplish the things I am trying to do.
If I wasn't Catholic, I think I'd be trying out some kind of sympathetic magic to nudge the lazy Department of Public Works workers into going out and plowing the damn sidewalks. But I'm a firm believer in the Rule of Three, so even then, it'd be out of the question.
I might just stay home from work and call it a mental health day. Since I will be calling the DPW and *HAUNTING* them until they plow the expletive-deleted sidewalks.
But, more pleasant things: I found a nifty little fandom community called fandom_stocking that I'm giving a shot at. I might make some folks some fannish presents to stuff in theirs, if I can get the emotional energy to do that. Here's mine:
http://community.livejournal.com/fandom_stocking/35988.html?#cutid1
And, oh yes, draggies:
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:: Uses her Cal Leandros icon, because she feels about as alienated as he does::