Winnowing Down

We haven't closed on the house yet, but I've started prepping for the move anyway.

The first step is purging things we don't need or can do without. This is made easier by the fact that we moved less than five years ago, so we haven't had time to build up too much crap. It's made harder by the fact that Dr. Skull and I are possession-incompatible. Nothing makes me happier than getting rid of crap I'll never use again; whereas Dr. Skull wants to keep everything, just in case.

In case of what? In case he might need something later. This applies to fraying t-shirts, shoes he hasn't worn in ten years, mixer accessories for a mixer we no longer have, cushions for the lawn furniture that is not going with us (it belongs to the house), old sheets for a bed we no longer own....

I'm also looking at moving checklists online. Argh, this is complicated.

the yard in the new house -- beyond the fence is the green space I was talking about

The Joys of Living in a Red (Nanny) State

So I wanted to make a pot roast for dinner tonight, to assuage my anxiety, and the recipe calls for half a cup of red wine.

We only have white wine. And rum.

And I could run out and buy some red wine, but sadly I live in a benighted state which does not allow anyone to buy wine on Sunday, because Jesus. Even though Jesus was the guy famous for turning water into wine. 

I could use red wine vinegar, but Dr. Skull says that won't work.

Truth, Though, Honestly

I know we're not supposed to assume that people who disagree with us are dupes and fools, but honestly, anyone who voted for Trump at this point is a dupe or a fool or a bigot or all three. (Though really I'm leaning hard on bigot and dupe at this point.) 

We've Made an Offer on a House

 It's 1600 square feet, and on a quiet street. The property backs on a green space. We're about two miles from where the kid is currently living, and a short drive from all our other family up there.

We really like the house, and the price is right. Fingers crossed!

2016 All Over Again

I guess not exactly, since we all thought we would defeat him in 2016, and this time we weren't so sure.

I feel just as sick and betrayed, though. 

And they voted for him based on lies, lies they knew were lies. They voted for bigotry. They voted for white supremacy. They voted against immigration, against decent behavior, against kindness. They voted for the ugly lies that will allow them to feel that they are virtuous. That's the world they want.

I've seen interviews with Trump subjects claiming they voted based on the high price of gas and blah blah blah, but that has nothing to do with it. His promises to hurt immigrants and people of color and LGBQT people and women -- that's what they want. That's what they were voting for.

When the leopard starts eating their faces, will they realize they made a mistake? They may, but they will never admit it.

I'd say we need to keep fighting, but what good has that done us? Since the Right Wing hate machine put Reagan in power, it's been one long slide to this moment. I see no evidence that anything has or will change. This is the country they want, with more working poor, more ignorance, and more misery, and the climate growing worse and worse -- more hurricanes, floods, heat waves and droughts -- while the very few hyper-wealthy getting richer and richer and richer, and the Right Wing liars continue to line their pockets with the wealth stolen from the American people. And to write laws making that legal, and to put judges on the bench which will back those laws.

This is the world they want, so here we are.

What's Your Game Plan for Tomorrow?

For today, I'm trying really hard not to doom-scroll.

For tomorrow, I plan to stay off the internet except for work, and to track my kid as he flies back from the West Coast (where he and the boyfriend have been attending a wedding). I will read and I will grade papers and I will breathe very, very deeply. I may take a Xanax I have squirreled away for an emergency. There is also chocolate.

See you on the other side.

Oh My God

I think we once more have access to the internet at our house.

 

STILL OUT

The internet has now been out at my house, and in a two block radius around my house, since Thursday afternoon. (Almost three days now, but who's counting?) 

AT&T sends me useless updates, or lying updates, every 24 hours or so. They have no idea, currently, when I will once again have internet service.

As I said elsewhere, I am finding out what people did before the internet. A lot of reading and baking, apparently. I read an excellent book by Isaac Fellman all in one day, and two books by Naomi Novik, and I have baked apple crisp and banana muffins, and am currently making baguettes.

My kid says at least I can't doom scroll. There is that.

Internet STILL Out

 Once again, I have had to drive up to my miserably hot office to access the internet and grade my students' submissions. 

At least it's cool enough today that I can open the window and get the temperature in here down from 74 to 70. But still, UGH.

AT&T says they have no idea when internet will be restored to my area.

More Whining

The internet has been down at our house, and in a three block radius around our house, since yesterday.

This is torture.

I've had to come up to my very hot office at dawn to grade. UGH.