Saturday morning at 10
C is still in bed. He might even still be asleep. He hates his job, especially the 12 hour days, so much and it just wipes him out.
I worry about that. He's giving up so much of his vitality to something he hates so much.
Today is a day off for him and we are supposed to finish the stairs and buy slate for the entryway and the hearth. When those two project are done, the upstairs remodel will be complete except for bathrooms, which are scheduled at some distant point in the future when we can better afford them.
I don't work, or not much, because my businesses are not busy at this time... (although we are drafting our second contract now and about to sign our second client... We need about ten more of this size client before we'll be busy...) I feel guilty and worried about how much I don't hate my work/job situation, and about how little money I'm earning right now. I joke about getting a job in a remodel supply or marine supply store, to earn an hourly wage and to get discounts on things we need to purchase... Might not be a joke for too long.
I spent the morning reading Blind Assassin. It's good but makes me melancholy and moody about gender roles and social expectations.
I need a big fat distraction now, some hard physical work, some productivity to clear the mind. When the dew dries, I will mow the lawn. Maybe C and I will lift weights at the gym today... maybe there are other physical things we can do to distract me today...
I am off to the opera tonight. Carol Vaness is singing her first Marschallin at Seattle. My sister has met Carol a couple times, because Carol is personal friends with my sister's voice instructor... that's why Carol and I are on first name terms in my lj.
I worry about that. He's giving up so much of his vitality to something he hates so much.
Today is a day off for him and we are supposed to finish the stairs and buy slate for the entryway and the hearth. When those two project are done, the upstairs remodel will be complete except for bathrooms, which are scheduled at some distant point in the future when we can better afford them.
I don't work, or not much, because my businesses are not busy at this time... (although we are drafting our second contract now and about to sign our second client... We need about ten more of this size client before we'll be busy...) I feel guilty and worried about how much I don't hate my work/job situation, and about how little money I'm earning right now. I joke about getting a job in a remodel supply or marine supply store, to earn an hourly wage and to get discounts on things we need to purchase... Might not be a joke for too long.
I spent the morning reading Blind Assassin. It's good but makes me melancholy and moody about gender roles and social expectations.
I need a big fat distraction now, some hard physical work, some productivity to clear the mind. When the dew dries, I will mow the lawn. Maybe C and I will lift weights at the gym today... maybe there are other physical things we can do to distract me today...
I am off to the opera tonight. Carol Vaness is singing her first Marschallin at Seattle. My sister has met Carol a couple times, because Carol is personal friends with my sister's voice instructor... that's why Carol and I are on first name terms in my lj.