Stuff and Photos in Your Face

I had a pretty productive day with Tracy yesterday, to a point. I really could have gotten more done, but I was slumping. I’m pleased with what I did get done, because I’ve been feeling like I’m falling behind, and I billed a decent amount - maintaining a steady level where I bill more than I’m getting paid is very important to me, but I need to also make sure I spend time on admin stuff that I can’t bill for, so it’s a bit of a balancing act, especially when Tracy is having a high maintenance day or week. I love her to bits, and have no problem “maintaining” her, but it’s just another factor I have to balance.

I felt really ill for most of yesterday and had diarrhea at Tracy’s office. I was clutching my stomach all morning, skipped lunch, sipped a little sprite, and when she left to take her dog to the groomer’s, I blew up the bathroom. I hate doing that. There’s zero ventilation in that bathroom, the fan sucks, and the bathroom spray just combines with the stink to make some sort of clothes-clinging-to-funk. I took advantage of the nice weather and opened the windows and door and ran the air con system fan for a bit - cleared it out real quick. Isn’t this a charming paragraph?

It started pouring rain just as we were leaving for the day. Santa Fe is ridiculous and has the shittiest drainage ever, so a few minutes of rain results in roads covered in inches of water. I’ve never seen anything like it. The rain rarely lasts very long, though, and I this felt like some sort of epic downpour because it lasted FIFTEEN WHOLE MINUTES.

We did the comic book store run, I didn’t find anything this week, either. I need to find something new to read, but nothing at all jumps out at me right now. I only really read light crap, like the spooky Sabrina series that’s out right now, I loved the remake of Little Nemo that just ran, and I really love the Stephen King Dark Tower comics, but they’re sort of expensive, so I’m really spacing out my purchases of those.

Yes, I am rambling.

We walked the Ernie, and then I burned out some anxiety on more organization in the apartment. Cleaned off two sets of shelves, put one in my closet for sweaters etc., gave one to M. Sorted more random paperwork. Cleaned a couple more of these little tins that used to hold spices - I want to use them to store shit like beads and sewing/craft stuff. There’s probably about 40 of them, and they’re a pain in the ass to clean, so I’m just doing a couple at a time.

We had leftover beef ribs for dinner, with baked potatoes and a bag of steamed vegetables. Angel food cake for dessert and I shared an orange with M.

Still not feeling great today, although my stomach has settled. I am headachey and anxious and tired. I should be here until 5pm, but I do have the option to leave at 2pm, which is tempting. I’ll see how I’m feeling, I guess. I should stay, though, because I’m certain that most of my “unwellness” relates directly to plain old anxiety, my dearest friend.

Would you like to see some pictures?

Here’s a photo of my Dad that I shared recently for father’s day. I think he’s super adorable. This photo was actually taken at my old office in Australia - he was seeing an attorney about compensation for his workplace accident in China.

This is Ernie, in the car at M’s work while we eat our lunch.

Furious.

This is Ernie with his girlfriend, Gigi.

So hungery.

(In case you’re wondering, I finally set my phone up to auto upload my photos, so it’s way less of a pain in the ass to share photos. You can expect to see more in the future.)