evile: (steambug)
 Today was just pack up, check out, and drive home.

Got out around 7 am

stopped at 9:30 for fuel, Casey's somewhere in Oklahoma. $4.99/gallon, $36.59

Big traffic jam in Dallas, it was 106 degrees outside, miserable.

5:30 stopped for fuel again, Hillsboro TX $5.09/gallon $43.99

Got home around 9pm. 

Left knee and right ankle very complainy.

Just drove all day, no stops for anything but fuel and restroom. Ate my road snacks

It was a long hard day. Note to self: never drive through Dallas again. Google maps lies, it's not 8.5 hours to do it that way, might as well have a nicer more scenic drive and avoid Dallas!!!

Editing to add: photos!
evile: (steambug)
 8 hr 45 min of sleep, 1 hr 7 mn REM sleep according to tracker watch

Breakfast at Eureka Sweets

Rode all of the trolley lines, Blue, Purple, etc.

Stopped briefly at Razorback Tower, but did not walk all the way to the top. Nice gift shop nearby.

Wine tasting at the Lovell estate.  Mostly because tasting gets you a free self guided tour of the amazing house! 

Lunch at Mojo's B side - Muffaletta and root beer! 

Played Ms. Pac Man

4pm took the Hidden Eureka Springs walking tour

took the Trolley back to the hotel

went swimming

Dinner at McGarrity's Irish Pub (too many fried things, gave myself a sour stomach) picked because it was close to the hotel and open later. Like many tourist towns, Eureka Springs seems to close up early.

9016 steps
evile: (steambug)
 Well, apparently the weekend in Eureka Springs we picked to visit was ALSO the big annual VW gathering! (I had seen a tan Vanagon Westfalia struggling along on I35 on Thursday or Friday and then saw it again just east of  Forth Smith, reallllly struggling with the hills, to the point where it was pulling over on the shoulder to let semis go by in the slow lane... (more on the westie later)   There was one bug in the line of cars ahead of me getting into town, but I didn't see as many arriving as I thought I would. But trust me, we saw lots later on!!

We went to the main trolly station across the street from our hotel and got 2 day passes.  took the trolly in to town and up the hill to a cafe clled Brews for coffee. They had all cat-themed art in their cafe. Our aunt L. would have loved it, we texted her photos. Then we had an appointment for 'soak and steam' at the Palace Bath House, one of the historic hotels in Eureka Springs. The steam cabinets were apparently original hundred year old items. Wow!  It was very relaxing. The steam was a bit uneven, some parts of me got a little roasty and then there was a gap in the cabinet door where the cool air came in, but still all good. Then we got to soak in antique tubs where we could add epsom salts or whatever. It was very old fashioned and luxurious feeling; so Road to Wellville. 


After the soak, we went back to the little art store we had briefly checked out on the way from Brews to the Palace,  and I did a little water color and left it in the 'free art' box out front "take a painting, leave a painting!" I got Thax's sister Jen a lttiel sampler box of handmade water colors from the shop, and got myself a small pan of a really amazing blue that I loved. Watercolors. like I need a new hobby/craft. Ah well. 

Then we went and got breakfast at So Good Ktichen. They mixed up our order but what they gave us was also fine and tasty. And the waiter came and offered to bring us the thing we ordered too, but we said we didn't need two breakfasts, and then the next people in line ordered it so they go t ours.  I also got some kind of ginger beet juice and H. got some healthy juice thing too. It was a very healthy morning.

At 3:30 Saturday afternoon, we got to see the VW Parade! It was amazing and fun. Many of the people in the parade were throwing candy, beads, etc. out of their cars at the crowd. It was fun and amazing. We saw the beige westie! I knew it was the same one because it had kind of a red 'clown nose' on the front (tow hitch? ball hitch? maybe?) but the 'for sale' sign was gone from the window. so apparently the person who had brought it from texas at great personal difficulty and sacrifice, sold it and probably got the F out of town asap! LOL. But it did OK int he parade, unlike one other westie I saw that they had to basically push into a parking spot on the main street because it had given up the ghost. LOL. So fun.

We had a walking tour booked for 4pm but we didn't find our guide. I texted and called the office but didn't hear back in time. They did let us reschedule for the next day, though. Sot hat was OK. But if I had known I was going to be missing the walking tour I mgiht have attempted to drive my bug in the parade.  Ah well. maybe next year. 

We saw the 'working bunnies' in one of the shops downtown, had Bubba's BBQ for dinner, then drove up to the Crescent Hotel for a drink at the hotel bar, which closed very early!  We took our drinks out onto the porch of the hotel and one of the hotel cats came and visited with us. H. had a blackberry gin and tonic (Gin, Chambord, fresh blackberries, tonic), and  I had The Governor - basically an old fashioned with smoked whiskey. It was nice.  We saw some of the sunset from the 4th floor bar but mostly sat on the porch and people watched and watched the moon come up through the trees. It was a bit of an adventure driving back down through the town on the windy little roads in the dark but me and the Bug did good.

11245 steps, according to my watch fitness tracker thingy.
evile: (steambug)
 Allen TX to Eureka Springs, Eureka Matterhorn Tower

According to my watch tracker:  8 h 30 m asleep, 23 min awake, 1 hr 34 min of REM

Ate breakfast in the hotel - oatmeal, boiled egg, yogurt, that sort of thing.  Coffee. OJ. 

Saw hot air balloons off in the distance as I was loading up my car. 

Stopped at 12:15 for diesel in Wilburton OK. $4.99/galllon, $32.09 total

I got in and put my stuff in the room, then put on my swimsuit and went swimming in the hotel pool. H. drove up while I was swimming and I got her squared away in the room, too. 

We went in to town and had wine at The Stone House  and then later we had some dinner  (wine flight, appetizers,and dessert) at  Local Flavor. We sat outside on the patio. H. had the white wine flight and I had the red wine flight, she had baked brie appetizer and I had a meatball with grits (wierd combo but it worked) and then sahred lavender chocolate creme brulee for dessert.

Today's step count was 10779
also swam in the hotel pool
evile: (steambug)
So, H and I had talked about taking a sister trip together, we would meet at some point halfway between her home  in IN and mine in TX and spend some time. We determined that Eureka Springs, AR was about  halfway, so we thought we'd do it in July. But then various things happened and we didnt' end up making the trip in July.  So we planned for Labor Day weekend, but she didn't find any vacancies, so we then agreed the weekend before Labor day. I found us a place to stay and made our reservations and we made our plans from there.

I started my drive on  Thursday after work,  got to Allen TX around sunset. Just the other side of Dallas. Stayed at a hilton property that is done up to be sort of a 'young and fun corporate up and comer place to stay'. lots of jazzy words on the front doors, kind of a colorful decor plan, that 'quirky corporate' thing that a lot of places try to do. It was OK. Bedding was very comfortable, light fluffy and cozy without getting hot.  I went ahead and ordered one of the duvets off of Ebay when I got home, lol.

My room was situated so that I could lay in the bed, with my head pointed towards the foot of the bed, and look out the window at the lunar eclipse. That was pretty cool. I texted with H, Thax, and aunt L while we all looked at the moon. Back in Austin, apparently it was pretty cloudy so there wasn't a good view. The sky was clear in Allen. It was cool. 

I stopped around 6:45 that evening and got gas in West, TX. $5.19 gallon for diesel, $61.11. 

Today's step count was 9164, 588 calories according to my watch tracker thingy.


evile: (Default)
 Getting new roof and gutters on the house. So I can re-start our house insurance. 

Newest dog in our household, Sam's dog Mr. Hyde, had a good vet visit Friday. They were impressed by his overall health and said he did not look or act his age at all. So that's good. But his teeth are  yucky and need cleaning. Which includes anesthesia. I'm worried, because even if he's healthy, he *is* an old dog. But we'll get that scheduled,  hopefully at a decent interval after we've recovered from the roofers and gutter guys being here.

Thax is taking some things off the side of the house near the roof line to make it easier for the roofers to work. I think that's starting tomorrow but haven't heard from the roofer 'officially' just yet. He gort a 2/3 down payment, maybe he just fucked off and has no intention of doing anything. It was a lot of money. And the gutter guys never did come back on Friday to clean-up and go over everything that's been done so far. Thax wants more home upgrades after the roof and gutters are done... I am so exhausted and stressed out from getting quotes and keeping track of what is scheduled to happen when.... I don't want anyone in my house doing floors and kitchen and new doors to the back yard. I know it needs to be done but I am just so sick and tired of having my dogs yelling all day and having to adjust my life and schedule to work being done.

Gettting quotes, having strangers in my house, having to pack up and move things out of the way of movers and find somewhere to store the things that are getting packed up and moved out of the way....it's all a lot.

I
 know I shoudl be more grateful that I have the money and time to do these things now...but I am stressed and unhappy. 
evile: (2014)
We are getting a new roof. New fascia(sp?) and gutters too, possibly. The gutter quote was supposed to be today but was postponed to Monday. I suppose all the rain has put them behind schedule on everything. I don't mind having a day where I'm not getting sold-to. I slept in with all the dogs in the bed, it was nice. Crazy dreams the last few nights. Mostly about my mom and stepdad and family. Not unpleasant, just crazy and weird. surreal.  

I am still kicking around the idea of having some kind of wellness space either inside or outside the house, a place for the exercise bike and weights, this-es and thats I've accumulated, videos and a TV for doing workout videos. Something.  I haven't gotten to swim all week because of rain and my ankle hurts like the devil. Possibly also because of the rain but swimming and walking back and forth in the pool definitely seem to help. I should probably actually see a doctor about itt but I dread the whole "have you thought about losing weight," that they always throw at me no matter why I am there. ugggh. 

I am working 3 days a week at a well known tech company. I used to call it big fruit but now I'm calling it the idiot factory. Every time I turn around I'm running into The Dumb. One part of my job is I am responsible for getting our area's mail and mailing things out. I tried to order more envelopes and was sent to an internal website for requesting envelopes. Turns out since I am a *sneer* Contractor and not a "Badged Employee" I am not *authorized* to ask for envelopes. Like, what am I going to do?  Order $50,000 worth of office supplies, sell them on the black market and abscond to Argentina with my ill gotten wealth? Give me a fucking break. On the other hand, I have unfettered access to social security numbers, payroll, home addresses, etc as part ot my work functions. ...and that's totally fine with them.   I mean, I worked for the state of tx for years and had access to that information for every single person working for any employer located in the state.... so if I was the sort of person to do frauds and identity thefts and whatever, I've had 20 years to do that. and I haven't. because...well, I'm a decent honest person I guess. So, please, just give me a damn box of envelopes. 

ah well. Im learning systems and doing what I can with what I have been taught so far. Trying to find the balance between giving them their money's worth and not getting into a headspace where I'm taking anything personally or taking things to heart. It's a job, not who I am. The Puritan Work Ethic is something I was practically born with, though and 20+ years of working for and with assholes at the state didn't beat it out of me, so I dont think this place will either. I care about the quality of my work. I care about the people I am helping. Dumb as hell but there it is.

I did a splurge and bought a new bottle of Coco Chanel perfume. I had a very small amount of Eau De Toilette from the 90s and I had forgotten how much i Love it until I put it on last week and went running around on errands. Something about that scent just either makes me into an amazing person, or just makes everyone around me be super kind and friendly and pleasant. I just had a wonderful day and smelled good.

The new Coco EDP is slightly different than the 'vintage'  EDT. I can't describe it. the perfume is ...maybe more soapy or sharp? and the edt is maybe a little fruitier, sweeter? I don't know, I really can't say

Thax doesn't like this scent, by the way. He says it smells "like a bougie Karen"

I don't think they still make Coco soap or powder; that might have been a good compromise. 

It's been raining all week and the dogs have been missing regular morning and evening walks. we have taken them when the weather allowed but I'm sure they're feeling a little confined. Hopefully tis weekend will be nice.

My cousin B. fractured his elbow last week in a fall. ow. No surgery but he'll be in a cast and then physicial therapy for a while. 

ex housemate Sam is settling nicely, apparently spending time with friends outside her apartment from time to time. That's good.

brother A. is apparently signing a lease for a house in a nearby town where he's going to try and make a go of being a professional artist/sculptor/art teacher...I have great hopes for him. You never know with stuff like that. He believes in himself and has a little cushion of money to see him through the next couple of years, so I really hope he makes it.

Other than the new roof, which we *need*, I haven't made any plans for the rest of my mom and stepdad's money....Thax wants french doors to the back  yard and a kitchen remodel. and new floors for the rest of the house would be good. We've already done A's apartment and the Tent Room (Sam's old room) and the bathrooms.  The small voice that says 'chuck it and move to Belize' is still there but part of me can recognize that's not really a sensible option, as much as I'd love it. 

And every goddamned thing we want to do with the house involves 1) meeting with someone to get a quote and 2) having people in and out of my house and property and 3) getting them paid and it's all just so hassley and stressful.If I was super rich I'd just move to another house and pay someone to handle all the quotes and contractors and work and just come back when everything was finished. I think our neighbor Charlie actually does that for some rich people, like as his job. He makes good money, enough to own his house plus one he rents out. He's doing alright. But now that I've done something similar, just for myself, I can see why he makes good money. Handling contractors and scheduling work and all of it is just a headache.



Anyway...that's my exciting life. LOL. 
evile: (deadmoon)
 Well, my stepbrother sineater's parrot died early this morning. Apparently he lost a lot of weight very suddenly and had a mass ... they were at a vet in Grapevine TX for a few days, doing everything they could to take care of him, but the bird passed away. In a lot of ways, parrots are very delicate animals. He was maybe 35 years old? 

I am sure he and his wife skye_ds are very sad.  I am sad too.  Parrots live for such a long time, normally, it's one of those things  where people have to think about what to do with the animal when it outlives them, because they often do. I remember visiting a parrot sanctuary in Key West FL. It was pretty sad, actually....all these birds that had bonded with humans and then outlived them and couldnt' be released to the wild or rehomed with a family because they were one hundred percent a 'one person bird' and that person no longer exists...

Here at home, my brother A. spent most of the week in a nearby small town with a good arts scene, looking for a place to call his own. It's been wierd but nice to have the house to ourselves (plus dogs)  Will be 'the new normal' soon.

The floor in Sam's room may be a total loss. We cleaned thoroughly last weekend, my cousin B . was very helpful. But the odor came back.  I ordered some enzyme cleaner and treated the floor with that today.  

AFter that, will put down a ton of baking soda and leave it for aw hile before sweeping it up again.

And we are going to paint the base boards with KILZ. Hopefully that'll take care of it.

But, like I said, we are having the rest of the house flooring done so if worse comes to worse we'll have to rip up that floor and redo it. fucken cat piss. 

Thax had a standing floor lamp that he really liked in there. The cord was caked in urine crystals and the felt bottom was soaked in piss. He is going to have to take the lamp apart and basically rebuild it. 

I don't think we're going to have renters or housemates ever again. If we do, NO CATS.

Been getting some roof estimates; we are pretty sure we have found the roofer we want to work with but I had already scheduled two more estimates so I'm gonna let it play out and make sure our decision is sound.

Work at Big Froot continues; for a high tech company the payroll and finance systems are a lot of high touch, time intensive processes. 

I'm not really sure what, if anything, I should say or do for my stepro and his family after this loss. After the memorial scattering ashes at Enchanted Rock last year, and after he came up to IN while Dad was dying, we've been at peace with one another. He texts from time to time. We 'follow' each other on Bluesky. But a peace that fragile can be shattered easily. When he texted that the bird had passed, I texted back with some condolences. That's probably where I should leave it.  

Family is....strange. 
evile: (clutter)
 went in to the new job for 2 partial days last week (wednesday and thursday), did three full days this week. In addition to mail sorting and distribution, I'm going to be given some tasks to take care of in the payroll system. Verifying current employee status, logging returned mail checks, etc, Nothing earth shattering. I've been told that once I'm doing those online tasks I can do them from home on Monday and Friday, potentially making this a full time position. I like having my Mondays and Fridays to myself; I made our littlest dog an appointment for her annual exam on a Monday, I can take care of personal stuff when businesses are open, and I have been talking with my sister about meeting halfway-ish between here and her home in Indiana, in Eureka Springs, for a  'sister weekend'. Drive Friday, stay friday night thru Monday morning, drive home Monday, back to work Tuesday.  We're firming up dates and plans on that. It's nice to have $ and free time, both.

Housemate Sam found an apartment in South Austin; near where she used to live in her duplex with her deceased husband and various renters in the other side of the duplex. She really regrets selling that; she knows that if she and her husband had stayed here, 1) he might not have died and 2) she'd have a steady source of income from the renter's side of the duplex. But that's life. She spends a lot of time recriminating and rehashing. So do I, at times. I understand.  But she's going to be OK.   She's been moving boxes over and I think she moved her cat yesterday or day before, she's going to finish moving her stuff out, and says she is going to 'deep clean' the room before she goes. I imagine I'll still need to take care of it after she's moved out; she's apparently nose-blind to cat piss. some or all of the flooring may be permanently ruined and need replacing. I'm not going to think or worry about it until she's gone. 

We are getting the rest of the house flooring done at some point, so whenever we do that we will just have them replace whatever needs replaced in the cat-shit room.

Anyway, my first (small!) paycheck hits the bank today, and soon I will be back in the black on all my accounts. I'd been letting my Visa card go a bit; paying somewhat more than the minimum balance, but not the whole thing. I'll get that back down to zero in the next month or so and then start building up my bank accounts again. 

I have my uncle B. bringing over cousin B's dog for us to dogsit for a few hours today, he likes being over here with his 'cousin dogs' and we like having him. Uncle B and brother A are going to lunch and then the dog will go back home with uncle B.  I also have a roofing co coming over to give an estimate. Husband wanted me to gather a few. I got one via video call and that was OK. This one is going to be in-person roof inspection and quote. I fear a hard sell is imminent. uggh. I hate that. so much. But our roof needs replacement so we can get homeowners insurance again, so it's gotta be done.

and that's about it. We are all in good health, Husband is working, I'm working, Housemate is gettin' gone, brother A. is working at the dinosaur place until that project is done.. that's about it. Boba's paw and ear are better, the vet gave him a squirt of some heavy duty medicine in the ear,a nd told us to just keep the paw clean and dry. He hasn't been messing with it and it looks fine now.  Pepita has her annual + vaccines in a few weeks. I have a dentist appointment in July that I scheduled on a Thursday morning. They aren't open on Fridays but I might be able to reschedule on a Monday or earlier in the morning on another day. I've been doing 9-5:30 at my new job. Nobody really cares about clock-punching at my job, so if I can't reschedule the appointment, no one will care if I come in a little later.   

Pool near the house is open; I may go later if it's not raining. 

Life is pretty good. 
evile: (clutter)
 had a video interview last week for a 12 month part time temp role, in person, right up the road.  I got word the following day that I'd been chosen for the job.  They started my onboarding process that evening, now I'm just waiting for information on when and where to go for my first day. Could be tomorrow. Could be next week. Could be....? never? It feels unreal until it doesn't, ya know?

The place has no dress code or hair color rules, so I may go back to my Covid Witch multicolored hair at some point. fun! And jeans and T shirts if I want. I will probably maintain business casual unless it ends up looking too fussy compared to other folks in the office. 

Our black lab/basset mix, Boba, is having some itchy paw and itchy ear stuff going on. His paw was very red last night and he wouldn't stop licking it so I put the cone on him before bed. Called the vet today and the first appointment they had was wednesday afternoon. If I'm working, Thax can take him.  In the meantime, we've been told to just try to keep it clean and dry and don't put any human medicine on it. 

Brother A. is in Bastrop working at a gig he got for himself, cleaning up and repainting a 'life size' cement dinosaur. So I walked all 4 dogs by myself today. It worked out fine.

I have to get to the grocery store for dinners for the week. And look for a birthday card for my sister H.

The pool at the park near our house is officially open as of today!  So I'll go to the pool once I'm back from the grocery store.


And that's my life right now. whee.
evile: (clutter)
 I turned 56. haven't won the lottery. had a job interview yesterday for a part time Tuesday-Thursday onsite position at 'big fruit' headquarters. Nothing exciting, but I'd take it if it was offered. The person who was placed at the job didn't show up on their first day (5/26) so everyone is scrambling to fill the position, both the temp agency and the internal people, because there's work stacking up.The manager conducting the interview seemed a bit 'hands off' as in 'oh, i have people who do that,' when I asked specific questions about the job, so it seems i'll be handed off to someone who actually knows the nuts and bolts to shadow them and learn the processes. She also said that I'd be able to come in on Mondays or Fridays to do data entry tasks if needed, so I could potentially turn this into a 40 hour a week gig instead of 24. Though I'm happy with part time. I don't *need* a lot of money. I just want it. But part time would pay my way just fine. And 'big fruit' is cool in that there are no dress codes or hair color rules so I could have a bit of fun with that. And hours are pretty flexible, I asked what the normal work day schedule was and the manager was like *shrug* ...apparently she lives an hour away so she spends her mornings in meetings at home and then drives in to the office later, but she thinks most of the office does a 9-6.Didn't seem to be terribly concerned about it. Anyway I should know something by end of today. 

Housemate Sam is supposedly signing a lease and getting into her new apartment in July. We will see.  Her older cat died and now she just has one cat. The catbox odor is somewhat less but still noticable when you come in the front door because her room and the catbox(es?) are directly to the left as you enter. The front entryway has always been a little bit wierd about collecting house smells and not being a pleasant place. The ceiling is low there and there's no air flow, so the entryway is always stagnant. My little air freshener is doing alright but it's usb battery powered so it only works for a couple of days and then I have to remember to re charge it and I don't always do so. 

Last night she was in an expansive mood, so she ran us through her greatest hits grievance list. We got to hear about John and Conrad, the managers who fired her from the video store, and her old friend/coworker/bad tenant Melissa who rented half a duplex from her and her husband and then apparently got a roommate who she charged the full rent price to, effectively getting to live 'for free' ... I mean, the price is the price. I don't know why Sam got mad about it if she was getting paid. But whatever. a new nugget of that story came out: apparently she and her now deceased husband felt like they had to take Melissa in because she was in an abusive relationship so she needed a place to go. Sam said "I think that guy [name, don't remember] is dead now. Didn't you tell me he had died?" (to me).... I was like "I have met Melissa twice in my life, why would I know that about her ex?"..... it was very odd. She talks about all of these people from her past as though I ought to know who they are, but for the most part I do not. I recognize a few names from the steampunk / beer brass and bs/ Unobtanium crowd stories but none from her bad tenants, bad friends, old job, old renfair buds stories.  She is just delivering monologues, it's not usually required that I know who or what she is talking about.  Very reminiscent of when 'skye' used to come over and deliver "The Great And Wonderful ME!" show all evening. Skyes stories are sometimes 'the bad people what done me wrong' but mostly 'everyone but me is stupid, and everyone was doing stupid things and I came in and saved the day'....tedious but in a different way.   Come to think of it, brother A's ex wife was also like that, talking about various people as though everyone should know who she's talking about. Her mom was also like that. uggh. what is it about these narcisssitic self centered people?? Please god never let me be that tedious.


Sam told another 'bad renter' story about some guy who put holes in the wall because he was allegedly wiring the place for sound and then never finished, and how they'd given him a break on the rent because he was a contractor who had agreed to help them do some repairs and improvements and never did, and "Oh, I wish I had all the money I lost on thos e people,"....to my mind, having her share (over 250K)  of her deceased husband's stepdads' property sales more than makes up for whatever breaks she gave people 20 years ago on a $500/month rent, BUT. Sam never seems to see or appreciate the immense good luck and lucky breaks she gets, she only sees that the world is out to get her and everything and everyone has fucked her over for her entire life. Fair enough. Everyone's life is full of those kind of stories, too.  

If nothing else, having her around singing her song of misery and perfidy reminds me to be more mindful of my own complaints and victim mentality and to try harder to be positive and appreciate everything that is good and has gone well for me.


I got my first quote yesterday on a new roof for the house. I was thinking of coated metal that looks like shingles but lasts for 50 years...$50,000. Dayum. I talked it over with Thax and we both agree we need to get a few more quotes. I mean, if that's what it costs, then we'll figure it out but there's no need to let ourselves get fucked over by not exploring options.

And I guess that's all the news.

Sister H. sent me a template of the legal form she's going to send out in advance of giving everyone their share of mom and stepdad's money, but hasn't actually sent the form to everyone yet.  Brother A. quit his job in December in anticipation of getting his money real soon and is really scraping the bottom of the barrel. He's too proud to say anything but I know he's out of cash. He had a contract gig to repaint a giant dinosaur at a dinosaur park in Bastrop but it's been raining and whatnot so he hasn't been able to start on that so he's not gotten paid for it either. sigh. If he's going to be in business for himself, he's going to have to hustle and have a lot more movement going on, lots of projects in the pipeline to keep the money flowing in. I don't think he has the cognitive 'spoons' to manage all those moving parts, he's a 'focus on one thing til its done' person. For that matter, so am I. But that doesn't seem to be conducive to an entrepreneurial position.

anyhoo...not my problem I dont' respond to dry begging, I dont' solve problems I'm not specifically asked to help solve. (I do, and I have in the past,  but i am trying very hard not to do that anymore. It just makes bad feelings for all concerned.)

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May. 21st, 2026 01:44 pm
evile: (taurusgirl)
 I turned 56 yesterday. I woke up around 7:30, made grits with shrimp, bacon, butter, and garlic for breakfast. I was going to do some eggs or ask Thax to, but it was a lot of food so we skipped the eggs. Thax made coffee. We fed dogs and walked them and just had an easy morning at home. Then we went and did early voting, got a lotto ticket, and then went to Contrast at Casa de Luz on the east side. (https://www.contrastatx.com/). The cold plunge was like 46 degrees. and the sauna was 148-150. I could have done with hotter hot and also not as cold cold. It's funny what one can adjust to. Thax did better with the cold than I did but it wasn't my favorite. I'm sure it was good for me though :)  My knee and ankle are much less complainy.  We got lunch at a nearby taco truck and took it home to eat and have beers. We took a little nap and then got up and went to supper with my aunt L, uncle B, Cousin B, and brother A at Maudie's. I had veggie enchiladas and a margarita. Brother A.  did a sort of annoying thing where he orders one thing from the menu but asks them to add other stuff...and then complains after the fact if they get it wrong or charge extra.... well, English isn't always their first language, and of course they charge extra, but also he's not paying, so...ugh. I don't know why he's so high maintenance. The waitress had apparently surmised that it was my birthday and wanted to bring a free piece of tres leches cake. A. tried to get her not to, telling her I don't like it, but luckily enough other people were talking to her at the same time (!!) that she either didn't hear or didn't understand. But it turns out the tres leches was frozen so they didn't bring it. The point being...when something is offered for  free, one graciously accepts, takes a bite, and then offers it to the person or persons who really like it (Aunt L) but A totally missed out on that point of etiquette, I guess. Or m aybe I am wrong. I don't know. 

Anyway, it was a good day. Mostly for spending time ratting around Austin with my husband, and spending time with Family. I got some nice presents but honestly 'stuff' at this point in life is just....stuff I have to find a place to put it after I open it and write the thank you notes. LOL. 'the things you own, own you,' as they say. I continue to wish I could declutter and continue to not be able to do so.

In other news, my recruiter from my last good job, the hybrid work project that ended feb 2025, texted to let me know there is an opening at the same place, a 6 month to hire situation. I sent her my updated resume and hopefully I'll be working there again. This time I will do my best to get in the door full time permanent and not let myself be distracted by nonsense.

I applied for a part time job downtown, it's monday thru friday 10am to 3pm and has free parking for me, so it's all the nice stuff about working downtown and none of the shitty commute traffic.

I got an email from linkedin about jobs and one of them is a job I interviewed for in late December; I hit it off really well with the person who would have been my boss/trainer. They told me they were neurodivergent and sometimes come off as too rude or direct and I was like "Not a problem, I prefer direct communication without any office politics nonsense," but my asking rate was more than they were allowed to offer, so they said they'd talk with management and see what they could do. Then I had a fun back-and-forth with their director of hiring operations who told me the pay rates in Austin were artificially inflated and that the company was too small to pay that...so I said "well, if you can't adjust on pay, can you adjust on allowing remote work or a non standard schedule," and that was also a no, so I said goodbye and good luck.   

Anyway, I guess whoever they hired in December/January didn't work out and they're looking to hire a replacement. LOL. Shoulda just hired me at the rate I was asking for, it was only a couple bux more an hour. Save so much money posting, interviewing, hiring, onboarding, training, allll of that bs. I could have been in there doing good work for them. Their loss. Feeling a bit of schadenfreude about that.

Anyhoo...I got some scratch off lottery tickets from L&B and I also bought some for the drawing on my actual birthday, so I should check on all of those. Maybe I won't have to go back to work at all. LOL. 

Oh, and housemate Sam's older cat passed away yesterday; she was 16 and it wasn't unexpected but still sad.

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May. 19th, 2026 02:24 pm
evile: (taurusgirl)
 its my birthday tomorrow. Husband is taking the day off work

I booked us a sauna and cold plunge room together to try

it's also early voting/ runoff elections

and I want to try Cosmic Saltillo

and then we have dinner plans with aunt L and uncle B, cousin B, brother A. Housemate Sam  is invited of course but she is dealing with a sick cat that she thinks will be dying any minute. :( so....probably she will stay home.

we are supposed to be having lots of rain...but right now it is clear blue skies and getting hot out there.

job hunting continues. no luck yet.
evile: (hedgehog1)
 California Chocolate is awful.  

Scent description: A special edition made in honor of the 2013 San Francisco Chocolate and Fragrance Salon, it’s a luscious and seductive gourmand scent that reflects the bright, sunny atmosphere of California. You can’t help smiling when you smell it! Released 2013. Notes: wild orange, grapefruit, yuzu, white cognac, neroli, dark chocolate, patchouli, gourmand musk, and Bourbon vanilla.

 On me: Orange, like orange peel or orange juice. Very bright, but immediately on top of that is something foul. Like when the dog comes in from the yard and it's rolled in something you can't identify as either a long-dead something or a very old piece of poop. Musty, foul.  Eventually settles down into something that smells like an old church --old varnished wood and books and dusty carpet. Unpleasant. And also I am allergic to something, my head and nose became stuffed up and I got a wicked headache. The only good thing is that it doesn't last long on me, it fades to nothing after a short but agonizing time Tossing this one in the bin.  


Kyphi is not much better. 

website description: Based on the common themes that run throughout various ancient formulas for the Egyptian incense that was burned to welcome the night, this version of Kyphi is a 100% natural mix of resins, essential oils, and absolutes, a liquid version of the incense formula that can be worn as an uplifting and offbeat perfume and is especially well suited for meditation, yoga, or other activities that require concentration. 100% natural. Released 2011. Notes: frankincense, myrrh, benzoin, labdanum, beeswax, spikenard, henna, lemongrass, wild orange, calamus, cassia, cyperus, saffron, juniper berry, and spices.

 On me: the long dead 
something the dog rolled in  hits first
. I suspect this is the perfume maker's 'secret sauce' that perhaps forms the base of many of their scents, regardless of what they say the 'scent notes' are.   The 'musk' that they base the rest of the perfume upon, perhaps? Eventually it becomes beeswax and sawdust. Then just sawdust.   I don't mind the smell of sawdust but it's a bit of a disappointment.

Mardi Gras
is complicated, but in the end, unlikeable and unwearable. 

scent notes from the website:
 Every year in late winter New Orleans puts on a grand party like no other. It’s a rainbow-hued, glittering, skanky, riotous, celebration of everything there is to celebrate, flowing in and out like a shiny snake amidst the flower-strewn, humidity-drenched, decaying streets of the French Quarter. Mardi Gras may present a polite, rich veneer of real orange blossom and vanilla, like a southern belle delicately munching on a beignet dusted with powdered sugar, but behind the pretty, festive costume are dark undercurrents of voodoo and hoodoo, midnight rituals and outrageous secrets that can only be unleashed under the protective camouflage of the innocent-looking mask. Released 2015. Notes: Orange blossom, neroli, cistus, benzoin, vanilla, civet, special musk blend.

On me: a blast of orange blossom, super sweet. Then the undead thing the dog rolled in rears its head. This must be the 'special musk blend'. sweetness, not quite real vanilla, something like a can of frosting, but still the unbearable sweet floral and the kick in the nose of the dead thing.   the notes clash and confuse, refusing to settle down into an accord.  I wanted to like this so much and I do NOT. I feel like it needs something else to bring everything together. Maybe  patchouli or ? 

and on to my freebie: Carolina.

A sweet floral-gourmand fougere-type scent reminiscent of the American South takes you from a day spent among sun-warmed pine woods, grassy fields, and roadsides sprinkled with wildflowers through lunch in a diner that serves iced sweet tea and fresh-baked banana bread, into a warm, humid night sweetened with the scent of night-fragrant flowers and the persistent undercurrent of tonka-rich tobacco curing in the wooden barns and historic red brick factories. Released 2010. Notes: longleaf pine, hay absolute, magnolia, kudzu flower, tea, honeysuckle, star jasmine, vanilla, tonka, and tobacco leaf.

On me: actually not bad.  generic white floral with a little bit of the hay/vanilla to make it less cloying. Not bad. Clean, floral, simple. Not one I'd choose to wear often, it's not really 'me' but it's OK
evile: (declutter)
 been abusing the plastic a bit.....it's one of my depressive coping mechanisms. not great. 

I ordered some wax melts from Bewilderment. Their marketing and naming conventions are funny and fun, their actual product is a little weak. Nothing terrible, and their petrichor is dead-on when you smell the wax directly but not a lot of 'throw', it doesn't spread too far from the wax warmer. 

I got: Grey Sweatpants, Petrichor, Dragon Breath, Bedtime Goddess and Fuck Ice. Funny enough Fuck Ice seems to be a dupe for Scentsy "Eskimo Kisses" which was rebranded to "Polar Bear Hug" when it turned out 'Eskimo' is a slur...

The house is smelling a little better these days, anyway. Housemate Sam has paused her apartment hunting due to a flare up of 'ankylosing spondylitis' which in Sam speak is "my eyes are red and inflamed and I'm sure it has nothing to do with smoking mj and living in a small room with two catboxes 23 hours a day'...but whatever.

I have a 2nd interview tomorrow for a well paying part time job that will get me out of the house and have some money coming in. Plus a recruiter called for another part time job that I could do along with the other one for  a total of 40 hrs.  And I got a request for yet another canned video interview with a place up the street where I've applied several times, gotten a few interviews, but have not yet managed to haul my carcass across the finish line. 34th times a charm!! honestly, full time work may not be what I want anymore. But I'm keeping all options on the table until I have an actual offer and an actual job.  

And today I got an order in from Olympic Orchids. Someone on reddit had recommended Mardi Gras (Orange blossom, neroli, cistus, benzoin, vanilla, civet, special musk blend.). I just put it on. It's...a lot.  I am not yet sure if I like it or not. I got the 5 ml travel spray because I was so sure I'd love it...eeeee. we'll see if it settles down. 

I got a sample of Kyphi :  frankincense, myrrh, benzoin, labdanum, beeswax, spikenard, henna, lemongrass, wild orange, calamus, cassia, cyperus, saffron, juniper berry, and spices.  (I will probably like this one best), a sample of California Chocolate, wild orange, grapefruit, yuzu, white cognac, neroli, dark chocolate, patchouli, gourmand musk, and Bourbon vanilla. and they sent me a free sample of Carolina. Scent notes: longleaf pine, hay absolute, magnolia, kudzu flower, tea, honeysuckle, star jasmine, vanilla, tonka, and tobacco leaf.-- pretty sure I'm not going to like that one.

anyhoooooooo




evile: (clutter)
Another broken timeline dream. the timeline appeared to be broken by geographical lines, like the timeline in two different states was different. In my dream, brother A and I drove to Indiana to visit sister H. She was in the parents' Greencastle house and Mom was upstairs, in bed. Still not doing well, but alive. A and I were confused because in our timeline that we remembered, she had passed in June last year, but in H's Indiana timeline she was alive and H was living in the house and taking care of her....I told Mom about it and she laughed, and she loved the part where I heard otherworldly singing/chanting when she passed in the other timeline. I think she said "Oh, beautiful!" or something along those lines.

H's two best friends, J and C were there, and they'd made two versions of some traditional dish, one 'northern/yankee' and one 'southern' and they were doing taste test. It was like pot roast and sides vs pulled pork and sides. For whatever reason, we were all drinking whiskey with the taste test supper. Like, glasses of straight whiskey. Maybe ice.

Also in that dream, my friend Bad Pat was there in the Greencastle house and I
 was asking him questions about his life and my life to see if we were from the same original time line. From his answers, we were not. In his timeline, I had married some other guy earlier in my timeline than I got married in my own timeline. He only had 2 kids and I was some kind of successful creative,  and apparently in his timeline when we were in our 20's  I'd made him a 'breakup video' using some line of kids' toys (little demon rock star girl dolls whose tails changed color depending on their mood?)  as stop motion animation figures, and he'd saved it for years and posted it on his facebook and all his friends had criticized the video because of stuff like labeling, titles, and 'metadata' were not there or were not correct and he was upset about that. I dunno. Weird stuff.In my timeline we never 'dated' we just did stupid kid stuff but nothing serious.

I dunno. It was a weirdly real dream, kind of creepy, kind of sad. I liked talking with my mom. While we were talking, she was walking around her room, and standing by the window looking up and out at the cloudy sky. I could tell that she wanted to be out of that room.

evile: (clutter)
 rainy and dark all day; I really wanted to just stay in bed. But then a dog puked on the comforter, so there went that plan. "not awakey can't mistakey"...I'm just so tired of being alive. unemployed. fat. stupid. Just tired of all of it. I ate a tamale and a lot of candy. Watched about an hour of an excel tutorial I'm trying to get through (7 hrs...uggggh)

Housemate had an apartment complex she was working with but the final walk through for the apartment she wanted got rescheduled twice and now they won't return her calls...so she's on to the next place. Going to visit there Thursday and then hopefully she'll have a new place squared away. first floor apt, no stairs to deal with, all good.

weiner dog races this weekend in buda or kyle or someplace....

there's a steampunk fest in Eureka Springs. Wish i had the $ and a plan to go...oh well.

president wants to nuke iran and apparently despite all best efforts of the regime there are still military members in place who won't push the button. Hm. or so the story is going. who knows what the reality is.

No justice for any of Epstein's victims.

they discovered a website with 62 million hits in a single month; dudes talking about, showing pictures of, drugging and raping their female SOs. trading advice on which drugs to use, and how to make sure she's really unconscious before raping and / or letting other dudes rape her.

I am so sick of men. Just fucking end the world already. fuck it all.

tired and sad tired and sad tired and sad.


evile: (clutter)
 i had a dream that is really sticking with me. in my dream, reality was breaking down. I was a bridesmaid at my friend J-law's wedding and we had just gotten to the reception and started circulating and having fun, when reality shifted (as It does) and we went to a new reality where the bride had died in an accident as a child. The truly broken part was that we all still remembered both realities; the one we had just experienced with a happy occasion and a beautiful ceremony and all of us dressed up in this incredible gorgeous venue with fairy lights and tulle and champagne and a live quartet playing, and the one where our friend had never had a chance to grow up and meet most of us, fall in love, etc. the groom was absolutely griefstricken and just absolutely gutted...it was so terrible. I tried to console him by saying at least we had one last beautiful perfect day with her, and nothing could take that away from him....but now that I'm awake, that was probably a pretty terrible thing to say.
And then I was at an airport with Thax, that halfway through trying to find our gate, I guess reality shifted and I suddenly remembered the layout because I'd travelled frequently through this place before (very 70's colors, decor, fonts for gate numbers and names of airlines, etc.) , so I was taking us to the gate we needed, but then reality shifted again as we got to the 'gate' and instead of a gate it was like a garden path that led out to a field near a body of water, and the 'airplane' technology had been replaced by something that I didn't know, like sort of an organic helicopter bubble thing? so there was no more need for airports and runways and so travel nexuses were just these nice garden paths where you'd follow the path to the designated circle and wait for your bubble copter creature to pick you up. So wierd.
In my dream, these shifts were happening more and more often and most people were able to remember both the reality we'd just shifted from and the reality we were currently occupying. It was a real brain melter.

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Today is new moon in Aries and a bunch of planets doing stuff....supposedly this means new beginnings and fresh starts and lot of energy to get shit done.

I have allergies and headache and tiredness. The Aries new moon is supposed to be a time when y ou clarify what you really want and get after it, but I can't honestly think of anything I 'really want' or even who I 'really am' or 'really want to be'. Let alone what I'd be willing to do in order to get there. I'm just tired and done.

I do kind of wish I knew any local activist groups to get involved with; I wish I could go to the Dilley detention center with a huge group of people and scream the place down, like the fucking walls of Jericho. But I don't know anyone. Texas, especially Austin of all fucking places, has seemed relatively complacent to the presence of ICE and the crackdown on unhoused people and all of these terrible things you'd think a hippy blue liberal town would be against. But..nope. I don't really see or hear anything about it. Then again I know social media is skewed and suppressed and censored. And I know that the real news is, too. I have no idea how to find my people or be involved. :/ I call my shithead senators. I vote. I bitch on my bluesky and my facebook. very useful, me.



 
 
 
 
 
 
 

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