”Elaine, she’s a psychic. She knows how her kid’s going to be.”

16th St Mall, Denver, CO

I’m in Denver and am thrilled I haven’t lost anything so far.  It’s probably something to do with wearing my phone and wallet in a small pouch around my neck. I look like a doof, I’m sure. But it’s worth it.  I’m hanging out with M’s cousins while he attends a meeting. Then we’re off to discover pinball machines.  It’s around 70 F and sunny.  Much better than the snow at home.

I have no idea what we had for lunch, but it was delicious.  It was Indian food, but I forgot to ask further.  I learned as a teen never to decline food from people who invite me into their home.  I offended an African (university student) who was braiding my hair and didn’t realize my error until her son told me she cooked explicitly for my appointment.  I apologized and ate with them, (but I also cried at the same time, and had post-crying hiccups afterward.)

One perk of being a doof:  I learn the shit out of valuable lessons.  Sigh.  It’s barely a perk.  I’m super tired due to being too excited to sleep last night.  My mind is doing aerobics, but my body is whining.  I watched the beginning of Star Wars:  The Last Jedi, when I realized sleep wasn’t happening.  Love it so far.  Spoiler Alert:  I (internally) slammed my foot against the ladder along with the doomed rebel to get that damn remote to fall.  I bet every Jedi (dreamer) who saw it did, too.  The catch and press scene was brilliant.

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Also, I helped General Leia Organa slap Poe for his ruthless priorities.  The timing might be a bit off for the humorous quips, though.  Or, more likely, I just wasn’t ready to laugh after all that loss.  And I have this bizarre need to touch Supreme Leader Snoke’s skin.  He’s scarier than Emperor Palpatine.  He also appears fragile except when furious.  Weird how that increases menace.

I asked M if he thought weed would help me tolerate intensely exciting movies, but he said it would make it much more overwhelming for me.  So I’ll be sticking with patiently waiting for the version I can control with a remote.  (And tossing it up and catching it while pressing pause, like some rebel in a galaxy far, far away.)  ✌🏽

 

“Spending the night is optional!”

Black Girl Magic

I slept.  (Jumping up and down)  I feel like I could run a marathon 10K today.  My face hurts from smiling like I just met Stevie Nicks (and didn’t make a fool of myself in the process.)  It’s sunny and brisk outside, but I only ran my usual 5-mile route this morning.  It felt great, and I was even awake for most of it.  Yay.  🙃

M. will be home this weekend.  He’s in Denver working on a project to assist homeless people.  We’re investing in Denver with a plan to move there in a few years.  It’s the first time we’ve pooled our savings toward a future goal, and I’m excited.  I forgot I own a building there because it’s an investment that requires none of my time.  My former co-workers live and work there, in addition to a few rented commercial spaces.  There’s also an occupied unit where I was meant to live when I’m ready to leave South Dakota.

I wasn’t ready when planned, and remaining here has been wise on all counts in the meantime.  It has growth potential, but it doesn’t cost me anything to take my time and plan wisely.  It’s a source of income that will substantially increase when we’re ready.  Despite the (bigoted) suggestions I move elsewhere (so I can be around my kind,) South Dakota has always been my home.  I’ve lived all over the world, but my roots have remained.  It’ll be a significant transition when I’m ready.

Sioux Falls, SD

I know I occasionally joke about how much it sucks to live here, but it’s only half-hearted.  Sioux Falls is a lovely city.  The people are kind and approachable.  I’m protective of them because you know I’m Ms. Literal, so when I served in the Army, I was serving my community.  With the present political climate, I feel a compelling duty to stay here and remain ready to help the most vulnerable among us.  Adopting a new community will be a new concept, but I’ll eventually face it with M. at my side.

Thanks to those who have lent me some strength during the horrible, awful period of insomnia.  You made a tremendous difference, and I want you to know your efforts got me through.  Taking a chance and offering support on the internet is courageous and I love you for reaching out to me, (not that I didn’t already.)  😂  (I know I’m supposed to withhold this information, but I break rules often, so here we are.)  We can pause and look at the ground together.  🙃

I’m so happy to be myself again.  I don’t like being cranky and spaced out.  When I awoke this morning, Amelia Bedelia was laying on my back.  I hope this is a new habit for her as it felt wonderful.  She was my weighted blanket after I kicked my usual one off the bed.  I’m sleeping hot again, which of course I assume means I’m (thinking I’m) heading into menopause earlyish.  I know it’ll probably be a while before it kicks in, but I’ve been blaming shit on it for a while now.  Heh.

I get hot in my sleep reasonably consistently lately.  I’m going to start cracking the window before I sleep to counteract it because it’s no fun.  Yay for spring.  There’s barely any snow left.  I don’t know why I’m pleased by this as thunderstorms level me.  Ah well, it’s not storming now.  There’s a new version of Bose QC35’s now, but I’m still researching Sony and Senheisser’s offerings.  Beoplay also has an offering in the same price range.  I think I’ll spend some bitcoin when I decide because it’s high now.  🤔  I’m off to the studio for drummer training.

p.s. It’s Guillermo Haro’s 105th birthday! (He was the first person from Mexico to be elected to the Royal Astronomical Society.)

“We just tease someone until they develop an eating disorder.”

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Welp.  It’s been a long week, and it’s only Wednesday.  I stressed myself out and ended up seeking out my big sister for advice.  She’s close in age with Stevie Nicks. (Yes, it suddenly makes her cooler.)  She helped me calm down, mostly.

I freak out about things with which I have no control like I’m being paid.  I’m having a hard time refraining from beating myself up.  It seems like a logical reaction when I’m the cause.

I’m functioning on auto-pilot too much.  I burned my hand while soldering earlier by reaching for the iron without looking up.  I left my eyes in my other world again.  Along with my brain.  Sigh.  At least it’s not severe.

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I’m assembling DIY kits for the kids in the afterschool program in Denver.  They teach basic electronics and soldering.  Today’s youth need to know how to recycle and repair electronics.

I’m still working on my guide to going off the grid (for free.)  Today’s trash is tomorrows treasure.  Scavenging, repairing, refurbishing, etc. are the skills I’m interested in of late.  Water purification and desalination are up there, too.

M. and I are headed to Colorado to plant more trees.  I’m not bringing a laptop this time.  I need to unplug for a while.  M. has a meeting in Denver, but otherwise, it’ll just be a mini vacation.  I’ll soon be off to play in the dirt and let go of what isn’t working, or needs freed.  Peace.

“You can’t go in there, brazenly flaunt the rules, and then think I’m gonna share with you!”

We’re going home tomorrow, (early.)  I miss Amelia Bedelia.  I also miss my weighted blanket.  My stamina for being away from home is low.  My brain is threatening a slow reboot.  Naturally, I’ve done much better with pacing myself today.  (Nothing like a little motivation fear.)  😂

I watched the new Jerry Seinfeld special on Netflix.  He had me laughing so hard I had to run around a little.  I thought only Wanda Sykes and Dave Chappelle could do that to me.  I was mistaken.  I’m a tiny bit disappointed I didn’t grow out of laughing until it feels like my bones are jelly.

Adulthood has been laughing at my poorly conceived expectations for decades.  It’s not as bad as the post-crying hiccups during the audible winding down process I still go through after every cry, I guess.  Sigh.  I know these aren’t relevant indications of being grown, (but my ego begs to differ.)

Dammit, Ego.  Go lay by your bowl.  I’m having a day.  I’ve decided not to classify it, (my life, my rules.)  I still play by the same life rules I learned as a child.  If I call the front seat, it’s no longer available to whoever decides it’s not fair.  Because rules.

The only problem with this strategy is the fact not everyone is still playing.  I seriously hope refusing to play causes premature aging.  Wow.  I’m kinda mean today.  But come on!  Get with the program, people who think calling it doesn’t count.  It counts!  There’s no logical reason to abandon rules created to increase harmony among people.  Nada.

I’m going to miss Lyft.  I went to Target to buy some candy, earlier.  I’ve wanted to do this many times, but didn’t because at home, Target is deep in the no-driving zone, (for me.) Weekend driving near the mall is beyond my frustration tolerance as well as my driving skill.  Ordering candy from Amazon sucks.  By the time it arrives, the desire is long gone.

It leaves me with enough time to remember the Basic Training Candy Binge that led to the Projectile Rainbow Hurling Incident.  (I can talk about it now, because I already ate my candy.)  I’m good for about a year.  Whew.  I think sitting still and typing this nonsense has helped me settle.  Tomorrow will be here before I notice.  Yay.  Peace.  💜

“The tradition of Festivus begins with the Airing of Grievances.”

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Happy Festivus, one and all!  I’m pleased to report I’m no longer a peon at work, but in negotiations to be a part owner.  It’s kind of funny I had to take a risk to convince someone else to do the same.  I’m such a soldier.

I’m back in Denver with M. in tow.  We’re staying for the holiday.  It was a last minute decision, which usually levels me at this time of year.  Fortunately, it was my idea.  (It just isn’t a holiday without being stressed out.)  We both have family here, too.

I’m mostly thinking about my new project and brainstorming ideas.  I’m also trying to rehydrate, which is why I’m still awake.  (I don’t want my black to crack.)  On my brief stop at home, I picked up my new hair products from Form Beauty.

I opened and smelled them, and they’re very lightly scented to me, which means they’re probably unscented to most people.  I’m thrilled with the presentation, amount of product, free sample (perfect for travel,) and the minimalist design of the bottles.  I’ve only used the hair lotion so far, but it’s fabulous.

I love how the site asks excellent questions about your hair and routine, then figures out the best hair care regimen for each individual.  Such as the fact I wash my hair daily because I run, and I cross train with swimming.  These are important things to consider before choosing what will work best with my hair.  (They do this for every hair type, so check them out if you have hair.)  I’m off to try sleeping.  Happy holidays to those who celebrate.

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