'Snow way Feb is over
Feb. 28th, 2025 09:50 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
superbadgirlAs it turns out, time flies both when you're having fun AND when you are hoping your reality doesn't turn fully dystopian.
Took yesterday and today off. Wish I had known the fam was going to do a party for my dad, who turns 85 on Sunday. I had asked about it late January and got a shrug in response. Late last Sunday sis texted group and said, "Hey, if you can come out this weekend, Dad would love to visit." Which is par for the course with my family. Because I'm just not able to drop everything and book airfare, pet sitting, etc with a six day lead unless it's a dire emergency. Plus, also, I'm annoyed that I specifically asked with plenty of time to get there without selling a kidney to do so and yet ... six days notice. My brother, who makes 3x what I do and does not have to worry about any live creatures residing in his home, is of course able to get there. Wanh-wanh.
Family. Can't live with 'em, can't push 'em off a cliff.
Unrelated, yesterday I discovered my right eye is bruised. Pretty decent sized, too. It doesn't hurt and I've zero idea how it happened. Maybe it's not unrelated. Maybe it's a manifestation of my feelings about the paragraph above.
We actually had two full days off due to snow in Feb, and multiple late starts. Exciting! It has now reverted back to maelstroms, then sunshine, then maelstroms. Tra la, life on the Pacific coast.
Walter wanted to get this little fellow, but I think it's a Columbian Pocket Gopher, which are apparently pretty scrappy and I don't think it would have ended so well for the W.
May the odds be ever in your favor.
Took yesterday and today off. Wish I had known the fam was going to do a party for my dad, who turns 85 on Sunday. I had asked about it late January and got a shrug in response. Late last Sunday sis texted group and said, "Hey, if you can come out this weekend, Dad would love to visit." Which is par for the course with my family. Because I'm just not able to drop everything and book airfare, pet sitting, etc with a six day lead unless it's a dire emergency. Plus, also, I'm annoyed that I specifically asked with plenty of time to get there without selling a kidney to do so and yet ... six days notice. My brother, who makes 3x what I do and does not have to worry about any live creatures residing in his home, is of course able to get there. Wanh-wanh.
Family. Can't live with 'em, can't push 'em off a cliff.
Unrelated, yesterday I discovered my right eye is bruised. Pretty decent sized, too. It doesn't hurt and I've zero idea how it happened. Maybe it's not unrelated. Maybe it's a manifestation of my feelings about the paragraph above.
We actually had two full days off due to snow in Feb, and multiple late starts. Exciting! It has now reverted back to maelstroms, then sunshine, then maelstroms. Tra la, life on the Pacific coast.
Walter wanted to get this little fellow, but I think it's a Columbian Pocket Gopher, which are apparently pretty scrappy and I don't think it would have ended so well for the W.
May the odds be ever in your favor.
