Let's please not have WW3 while I'm still behind on work
This week was largely spent paying the piper for the disruption of the eclipse trip. (Clear the backlog, prepare the... no, actually, just clear the backlog.) I am one of those people who unpacks my luggage immediately upon return, but I run my life on thin enough margins that catching up on sleep, work meetings, personal email, work email and workouts takes a lot longer. I am very nearly out of the hole now on those things, though there are still a lot of tabs open on my work computer.
Other things: I attended a cute little poetry reading run by a tenant, and caught the latest student show for Local Circus School, and saw two more episodes of The Three Body Problem. Oh, and I guess Iran attacked Israel in the middle east? Great, just what we need, more countries hopping onto what surely is the worst bandwagon in the world. (Before that I donated another chunk of cash to Biden, which I am doing ~monthly until I max out or it no longer seems needed.)
I unsubscribed from several Substacks, which were interesting and appealing but which were taking time and creating backlog.
And now there's a second surgery happening for the squirrel family. Don't get endometriosis, kids, it's a hell of a disease and apparently hysterectomy is not always a one-and-done cure. So, with that being suddenly scheduled for Tuesday, the bug and I spent most of this evening cooking for them. Hopefully this will be less of a big deal, and with a faster recovery, than last year.
Other things: I attended a cute little poetry reading run by a tenant, and caught the latest student show for Local Circus School, and saw two more episodes of The Three Body Problem. Oh, and I guess Iran attacked Israel in the middle east? Great, just what we need, more countries hopping onto what surely is the worst bandwagon in the world. (Before that I donated another chunk of cash to Biden, which I am doing ~monthly until I max out or it no longer seems needed.)
I unsubscribed from several Substacks, which were interesting and appealing but which were taking time and creating backlog.
And now there's a second surgery happening for the squirrel family. Don't get endometriosis, kids, it's a hell of a disease and apparently hysterectomy is not always a one-and-done cure. So, with that being suddenly scheduled for Tuesday, the bug and I spent most of this evening cooking for them. Hopefully this will be less of a big deal, and with a faster recovery, than last year.