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The roofers finished yesterday, which means they didn't come today. That in turn means no banging on the walls/roof, and I worked from home. I slept a long full night.
The shipping container arrived for me to put things in for the move.
I've had a day of relative quiet. I was working, but I did spend a little time outside. I worked on a post a little about my PDA counseling appointment but I'm not in the mood. I threw some ribs that Josh and I smoked when we were butchering into a pot with a cup of beans and a cup of rice. After a couple hours I added a third of a head of cabbage and a quarter of a jar of my 2019 marinaded hot peppers. It cooked into a soft stewy thing that is really tasty; I'm drinking a glass of Summerhill wine with it, the first wine I liked back when I went to work at the vinyard there, and the sun is coming in the windows sideways.
Some of the baby tomato plants went out for twenty minutes this afternoon and I ate some ripe micro tomatoes from my windowsill.
Baby piglet, the one who I think was pretty premature and was doing poorly, was running around today. The Hooligan crowd of piglets was also running around.
I have a show-watching date with Tucker tomorrow and an in-person date with him next weekend. Tomorrow I'm going to see the old work crew.
I'm exploring things that will pay me enough to make the job itself worth my time. There's apparently a mushroom operation in Sayward that sells mushroom spawn etc; they pay a very low wage but it would be easy to get to and work that didn't require my mind. For work that did require my mind and paid decently? That's harder. My mind is not available to be required.
Meanwhile I mean to post about PDA and people; manipulation, socially acceptable manipulation, and what I do; supports vs obligations; financial boundaries; and long term alignment. Just, I won't post about them right now.
The shipping container arrived for me to put things in for the move.
I've had a day of relative quiet. I was working, but I did spend a little time outside. I worked on a post a little about my PDA counseling appointment but I'm not in the mood. I threw some ribs that Josh and I smoked when we were butchering into a pot with a cup of beans and a cup of rice. After a couple hours I added a third of a head of cabbage and a quarter of a jar of my 2019 marinaded hot peppers. It cooked into a soft stewy thing that is really tasty; I'm drinking a glass of Summerhill wine with it, the first wine I liked back when I went to work at the vinyard there, and the sun is coming in the windows sideways.
Some of the baby tomato plants went out for twenty minutes this afternoon and I ate some ripe micro tomatoes from my windowsill.
Baby piglet, the one who I think was pretty premature and was doing poorly, was running around today. The Hooligan crowd of piglets was also running around.
I have a show-watching date with Tucker tomorrow and an in-person date with him next weekend. Tomorrow I'm going to see the old work crew.
I'm exploring things that will pay me enough to make the job itself worth my time. There's apparently a mushroom operation in Sayward that sells mushroom spawn etc; they pay a very low wage but it would be easy to get to and work that didn't require my mind. For work that did require my mind and paid decently? That's harder. My mind is not available to be required.
Meanwhile I mean to post about PDA and people; manipulation, socially acceptable manipulation, and what I do; supports vs obligations; financial boundaries; and long term alignment. Just, I won't post about them right now.
