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Jan. 7th, 2021 10:06 pmShower for Mom achievement unlocked!
I finally, FINALLY got my approval for my leave about uh... half an hour ago? I mean, they might've actually approved it earlier today but the official approval letter didn't hit my email til sometime within the last hour. So that's fun. It's good through 2/12, so we'll see how that works out. I've been a little stressed that the information the hospital faxed them wouldn't be enough or that they'd deny it for some petty reason and since they dilly-dallied so long in marking it received, I wouldn't have time to get the initial one sent back in on time since the paperwork was due the 5th.
Just in case you wondered- having to basically build my days around a million people stopping by, or calling or whatever is hell and I hate it. I am so very happy to have Mom home. I am less happy to have my days segmented in ways I can't really control.
And I love the Ozma dearly, but she's so very, very needy and it means that the few hours I could maybe do something to de-stress are basically spent trying to reassure her that yes, yes we're home. It sounds fun but gets real old, real quick.
While Mom was in the hospital I was speeding through books on my phone via the Libby app but since she's gotten out I've kind of stalled. Not sure whether it's because I had more time to read at the hospital or if hospital brain is just infecting everything. I have no real attention span to speak of and my ability to care about anything outside of a very small bubble is kind of non-existent.
So the storming of the Capitol on Epiphany? It's not that I don't care. It's just that it's not like anyone who thought about this for longer than 2 seconds didn't see this coming. The Orange Terror's not been subtle about his inability to go quietly and he's whipped up enough idiots into doing his bidding that, well, yeah. I will say that I was surprised by the cops opening doors and helping goddamn terrorists (because yes, that's what these dumbasses are) leave after they fucking stormed the goddamn Capitol. Like maybe pretend to do your job in front of the cameras just a bit? No? Okay then.
So I can muster up some rage without trying too hard, but I'm not one of those people who sat in a corner freaking out and hyperventilating as it unfolded. Which isn't a dig at those who did do that, particularly if you lived nearby or had loved ones who might've been in danger. It's just that I'm so far away from it and it's not unexpected and again, my ability to connect with Big Things is not really happening right now.
Sleepy now. Lots of shit to do tomorrow. Here's hoping I get the weekend off.
I finally, FINALLY got my approval for my leave about uh... half an hour ago? I mean, they might've actually approved it earlier today but the official approval letter didn't hit my email til sometime within the last hour. So that's fun. It's good through 2/12, so we'll see how that works out. I've been a little stressed that the information the hospital faxed them wouldn't be enough or that they'd deny it for some petty reason and since they dilly-dallied so long in marking it received, I wouldn't have time to get the initial one sent back in on time since the paperwork was due the 5th.
Just in case you wondered- having to basically build my days around a million people stopping by, or calling or whatever is hell and I hate it. I am so very happy to have Mom home. I am less happy to have my days segmented in ways I can't really control.
And I love the Ozma dearly, but she's so very, very needy and it means that the few hours I could maybe do something to de-stress are basically spent trying to reassure her that yes, yes we're home. It sounds fun but gets real old, real quick.
While Mom was in the hospital I was speeding through books on my phone via the Libby app but since she's gotten out I've kind of stalled. Not sure whether it's because I had more time to read at the hospital or if hospital brain is just infecting everything. I have no real attention span to speak of and my ability to care about anything outside of a very small bubble is kind of non-existent.
So the storming of the Capitol on Epiphany? It's not that I don't care. It's just that it's not like anyone who thought about this for longer than 2 seconds didn't see this coming. The Orange Terror's not been subtle about his inability to go quietly and he's whipped up enough idiots into doing his bidding that, well, yeah. I will say that I was surprised by the cops opening doors and helping goddamn terrorists (because yes, that's what these dumbasses are) leave after they fucking stormed the goddamn Capitol. Like maybe pretend to do your job in front of the cameras just a bit? No? Okay then.
So I can muster up some rage without trying too hard, but I'm not one of those people who sat in a corner freaking out and hyperventilating as it unfolded. Which isn't a dig at those who did do that, particularly if you lived nearby or had loved ones who might've been in danger. It's just that I'm so far away from it and it's not unexpected and again, my ability to connect with Big Things is not really happening right now.
Sleepy now. Lots of shit to do tomorrow. Here's hoping I get the weekend off.