Hmmm, seems I’m only good for about one entry a month. ::chuckles::
Maybe I’ll get more written this coming work week. The City I work for got hit with some ransomware and 95% of the programs we use to run the library are currently down. And have been down since Wed, May 3rd. So we are getting a bit of a vacation at the moment. Though, once the systems are back up and operational, we will be spending HOURS manually checking books out on people’s accounts. We currently have that all saved in various Word Documents. Oye, that is going to take AGES to get done.
Ah, since the last time I wrote, some crazy ass shit went down at work. My boss fell and broke her shoulder, so she hasn’t been at work since April 18th. She had surgery on May 5th, but we have NO idea when she’ll be back in. While I am sad that she’s that seriously injured, I would be lying if I said it wasn’t a nice reprieve from her busy-body-ness.
Income tax return came in. And while I was dreaming up all these things to spend it on? I haven’t done a damn thing with it. ::laughs:: I guess I’m having serious executive dysfunction with it. So it’s just been sitting in my account this entire time. I finally moved half of it into savings, along with the standard $200 from my paycheck. Man, that savings account is looking NICE. ::chuckles:: Honestly, I should just hire someone to come clean out my bedroom. ::chuckles:: Still slowly clearing it out, but it’s seriously slow going.
I dunno. I just feel like I’m standing in place, while everyone else is running around, accomplishing these Fabulous Big Goals. And I certainly don’t begrudge my friends doing all these fucking amazing things, because they are AMAZING things. But I’m looking at myself like, what the fuck have I accomplished this past month? Thus far into 2023? Hell, we can even go back to 2022. I just feel….stuck. Stagnant.
And for me, looking at how things go for me? I always feel stagnant right before a BIG shift in my life. So I’m sort of worried about what’s about to get shaken up. What rug is going to be pulled out from under me. It’s a mix of dread, but also anticipation. SOMETHING is going to shake up, and get me out of this rut….but the shaking isn’t always pleasant.
My newest hyperfocus is listening to CreepyPasta stories on YouTube. I have no idea how many I’ve listened to or how many hours I’ve logged. Suffice it to say, PLENTY. My favorites are the park ranger stories, the strange rule stories, and anything involving cryptids. I just can’t get enough of ‘em.
Rose petal beads were a bust this time around. I forgot about them for a few days, and they were a bit furry. It didn’t affect the way they smelled or anything. But I don’t think it’s a wise idea to use moldy roses to make things that I’ll be offering to deities and spirit entities. ::shrugs:: And it’s not like Titan is still throwing up NEW canes with dozens of rose buds on them currently. I’ll have plenty of roses to do another go around.
I’ve got 4 new spirits I’m bonding with. This brings me up to 57 spirits…..with another 2 on the way. ::chuckles:: I see lots of orbs now days. And knocks and clicks and slithering sounds don’t even phase me. Seeing things out of the corners of my eyes is commonplace. Though, anytime one of the spirits makes physical contact, it makes me jump. My Lead Barghest (a dog like spirit) loves resting her head on my right shoulder, so I’ve gotten used to that familiar weight.
So yeah, that’s what I’ve been up to. Trying to get unstuck from my rut. Playing with a WIDE array of spirit entities. Conversing with the Harpies on the regular, as this is storm season. And then, all the mundane shit as well. ::chuckles:: Even when I feel stagnant….my life is certainly anything BUT boring.
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