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beansideAnd that fast, we're into November. WTF? November? Yeesh. We have 59 days until the move, and I'm officially starting to be nervous.
Mostly I'm nervous with the need to get so much done with Dad's will before then. I have to call the register of wills to see what we need to bring to get his probate, which is what we need to release his retirement account to us. Which I really need before we have to start paying rent.
Ugh.
Honestly, right now, I'm just low-level anxious all the time. The election is not doing good things for me. I'm constantly afraid, and worse every time the asshole opens his cakehole. I'm figuring that it's either going to be a blowout for Kamala, or he's going to win by the electoral college only. That second possibility scares the shit out of me. I know that as a white woman who lives in a sanctuary state, I'll be as protected as I can be, but it still scares me. I don't want to lose federal protections of my marriage. I don't want to have to wonder what bullshit my president will get up to during the day. I'm trying to have hope, but I'm also trying to be realistic, and gird my loins against the possibilities.
I remember the day I woke up to find out that both had Obama won, but also gay marriage was ratified in Maryland. I haven't had that feeling in a long time. I'd like it again.
Yesterday was again busy as hell at work. Everyone is trying to get their radiology visits in before their insurance deductible rolls over again, I suppose. Aside from that, I can't say I did much last night.
Tonight I have a game, and I need to decide whether I want to work tomorrow. One of my coworkers offered to take a Saturday shift, and I'm tempted. I have a game tonight, and two games tomorrow, so it might be nice to sleep in. On the other hand...money. I will think about it today.
And now, I shall work on getting myself together for work. Everyone have an excellent Friday!!
Mostly I'm nervous with the need to get so much done with Dad's will before then. I have to call the register of wills to see what we need to bring to get his probate, which is what we need to release his retirement account to us. Which I really need before we have to start paying rent.
Ugh.
Honestly, right now, I'm just low-level anxious all the time. The election is not doing good things for me. I'm constantly afraid, and worse every time the asshole opens his cakehole. I'm figuring that it's either going to be a blowout for Kamala, or he's going to win by the electoral college only. That second possibility scares the shit out of me. I know that as a white woman who lives in a sanctuary state, I'll be as protected as I can be, but it still scares me. I don't want to lose federal protections of my marriage. I don't want to have to wonder what bullshit my president will get up to during the day. I'm trying to have hope, but I'm also trying to be realistic, and gird my loins against the possibilities.
I remember the day I woke up to find out that both had Obama won, but also gay marriage was ratified in Maryland. I haven't had that feeling in a long time. I'd like it again.
Yesterday was again busy as hell at work. Everyone is trying to get their radiology visits in before their insurance deductible rolls over again, I suppose. Aside from that, I can't say I did much last night.
Tonight I have a game, and I need to decide whether I want to work tomorrow. One of my coworkers offered to take a Saturday shift, and I'm tempted. I have a game tonight, and two games tomorrow, so it might be nice to sleep in. On the other hand...money. I will think about it today.
And now, I shall work on getting myself together for work. Everyone have an excellent Friday!!
