White Halloween
Oct. 31st, 2020 10:15 amI wasn't really dreaming of a white Halloween / Samhain, yet here we are. That's fine, 2020, we can put it on the pile with the rest of your weird shit. I slogged through the snow for a few miles yesterday to get to my dermatology appointment (antibiotics started today, whee) and at least that gave a solid test drive to my new LL Bean snow boots? Sigh. Covid means living without a whole lot of things, and I'm used to it now, but not wanting to take a Lyft yesterday definitely sucked extra. For what it's worth, the dermatologist thinks that my back issue is some particularly aggro form of acne... I said "I've never had acne there or acting like this before", and she sighed and said "well, it can do this" and told me about all the stress-related weirdness she's seeing people for these days.
Covid is spiking again right now, over a whole lot of the country but also going back to "uncontrolled spread" where I am. And where![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
norwoodbridge is. And where my dad is. Between that and the presidential election on Tuesday, there's a whole lot to ignore while I try to get on with relaxing. :-/ And I am in fact trying to relax. Taking most of the next week off work in preparation for a bunch of 2021 planning sessions the week after next, and thinking -- but hopefully not so hard that I wind myself up -- about the latest plausible transfer to a new group at work. This is a position I said no to earlier in the year, but the hiring manager has now fixed the things I took issue with, so it's looking like an option again. In the meantime I'm keeping my head in the current game, and had some good insights about people-dynamics in the current group. I like having hope but I don't like the emotional roller-coaster it can put me on, so I'm trying to avoid the latter. Luckily 2020 has blessed me with vast reserves of anomie and nothing feels real anyway.
I've been listening to old hair metal -- Poison by Alice Cooper and everything else that came out around '89. Watching the videos too. I miss that Def Leppard hair -- the androgyny of how men's and women's hairstyles got really close together for a little while there.
I am also rocking my own fading teal-grey hair. Hung out virtually withcoraline today and she said I had a post-apocalyptic YA color scheme going on, with my all-grey outfit, and I laughed because it's true and I'm fine with it. (If ever there was a post-apocalyptic YA year to be living in, it's this one. At least I'm trying to make it cyberpunk!) We tried to think of other things that had always seemed risky to us, but make more sense to try out this year... didn't come up with a lot, but hair color can't be the only thing.
I carved a moderately fancy pumpkin, and my backbend continues to progress. I'm hoping to finish my T-shirt quilt this week.
Covid is spiking again right now, over a whole lot of the country but also going back to "uncontrolled spread" where I am. And where
norwoodbridge is. And where my dad is. Between that and the presidential election on Tuesday, there's a whole lot to ignore while I try to get on with relaxing. :-/ And I am in fact trying to relax. Taking most of the next week off work in preparation for a bunch of 2021 planning sessions the week after next, and thinking -- but hopefully not so hard that I wind myself up -- about the latest plausible transfer to a new group at work. This is a position I said no to earlier in the year, but the hiring manager has now fixed the things I took issue with, so it's looking like an option again. In the meantime I'm keeping my head in the current game, and had some good insights about people-dynamics in the current group. I like having hope but I don't like the emotional roller-coaster it can put me on, so I'm trying to avoid the latter. Luckily 2020 has blessed me with vast reserves of anomie and nothing feels real anyway.I've been listening to old hair metal -- Poison by Alice Cooper and everything else that came out around '89. Watching the videos too. I miss that Def Leppard hair -- the androgyny of how men's and women's hairstyles got really close together for a little while there.
I am also rocking my own fading teal-grey hair. Hung out virtually with
coraline today and she said I had a post-apocalyptic YA color scheme going on, with my all-grey outfit, and I laughed because it's true and I'm fine with it. (If ever there was a post-apocalyptic YA year to be living in, it's this one. At least I'm trying to make it cyberpunk!) We tried to think of other things that had always seemed risky to us, but make more sense to try out this year... didn't come up with a lot, but hair color can't be the only thing.I carved a moderately fancy pumpkin, and my backbend continues to progress. I'm hoping to finish my T-shirt quilt this week.
