thelaughingmuse: A photo of the full moon rising behind clouds. The text reads "The night comes and starts to sing to me." (full moon)
Last weekend I moved all the lower-floor furniture into the side hall and the dining room, in preparation for new flooring. I decided that I'd take the opportunity to repaint the sunroom, since all the furniture was going to be out. I went and bought another 5-gal bucket of paint and had it tinted to match the first one I used.

I've done the cutwork on all four walls: at the baseboard and ceiling, around all the switches and outlets, around the windowsills and doorways and hallways. Everything's still taped off. All that's left is the roller-stuff. If I repaint just one wall, the next day I can move back the TV stand, media tower, two chairs + ottomans. That's half of the stuff that's currently in the dining room, outta there, just by painting one wall.

And I cannot muster the energy to paint the one wall. It's even the smallest area to be painted, because that wall includes the sliding patio door. But I just. Can't. Do it.

halp
thelaughingmuse: A silhouette of Tom Servo, Joel Robinson, and Crow from MST3K. The text reads "Only the good die young. Most of us are morally ambiguous, which explains the random dying pattern." (That's not how this works.)
I am sick.

It started as a slight tickle in my throat. I started gargling salt water.

Then it got a bit worse. I bought a bottle of Source Naturals Wellness Formula capsules. I've used them before, they actually work for me.

Then I was running a fever, aching and shivering.

Fuck.

I had plans for the upcoming long weekend. They included interior painting, which is not my first choice for fun times, but it needs to be done. Now I'm probably not going to be able to do that.
thelaughingmuse: A screenshot from Monty Python, showing 'God' among the clouds. The caption reads "Oh do stop groveling" (Don't make me come down there.)
To companies, anyone is replaceable. Yes, even the CEO...for public companies, at least. The CEO may not be their first target, but being in a C-suite is not a guarantee of keeping a job.

If you have a combination niche and in-demand skills, then to you, sources of paychecks (companies) are replaceable.

Don't be complacent, believing that you'll never be laid off. But also don't succumb to hustle-and-grind culture thinking that if you show enough hustle, you'll always be safe. The point isn't to be 'safe'. The point is to always have options.

(No, I did not get laid off. There was a recent layoff-wave in the company that I'm currently at, and they wiped out their DEI team - big fucking surprise - but no one on our team, or the team that my team is a part of, was laid off.)
thelaughingmuse: A close-up photo of a tailfeather from a peacock. The text, a quote from James Gardner's book Vigilance, reads "The peacock can show its whole tail at once. I can only tell you a story." (I can only tell you a story.)
I now have big ol' lined journals (360+ pages, hardcover) for the next 30 years. And there are three varieties with large amounts of each, for my matchy-matchy twitchy-brain. And because I was happy to drive around to different stores, I paid $15 per journal instead of $25 or $41. (The journals are discontinued, and available to purchase at certain stores; but some enterprising folks also were selling them on Bezos' List for a bit of a markup.)

I've begun the pare-down process, donating lots of clothing, shoes, and bedding. I'm now reducing my absurdly huge nail polish collection. With a neighborhood full of teenagers, I'm hoping that I'll be able to find most of these good homes. I've only started culling my nail polish collection, though. I've got over a thousand bottles, so it's not going to be a snappy process.

I have to get actual walk-through / in-person quotes from the international shipping companies, make my choice, and schedule pickup-day. I've got two quotes so far, and they're about 10K apart, so one of them is giving me a pretty obvious teaser-rate. I don't want to end up with my stuff "held hostage" for however much they underbid on the job, so I might get quotes from additional companies and filter out Lowball Inc.

Home-polishing tasks are underway! Some more interior painting, a spot of floor refinishing, one window pane replaced, et voila! It'll be all ready to put on the market. According to my realtor the maintenance I've done is going to make my home look very attractive, so hopefully I'll be able to find a buyer who won't have problems renting back to me until I'm ready to drive away in late autumn.

And, of course, none of this even begins to touch on finding my first home in Mexico, and then finding an architect so that I can build the place that will be my forever home.
thelaughingmuse: Light green text on a dark green picture of a tentacled eldritch horror. The text reads, "O R'Lyeh?" (daily stuff)
The cold snap did hit us last week, right on schedule. The snow hung back for a week and is now here. Yesterday I met up with someone at a coffee shop about 11 miles away. We caught up and talked for a bit, and I left when it started snowing and sticking. On my drive home, my car notified me that something (on the front of the car?) was blocked, and thus my threat mitigation features wouldn't work. I had no idea what it could be talking about, but the car still drove, so I just slowed down a little bit and paid attention and drove home. The Honda logo on the CRV's front grill was completely iced over. (I guess that's where the sensors are...obviously I need to read up on the manual.)

I am VERY glad that I got my fireplace cleaned and serviced. That's been providing a nice heat boost to the house while the outdoors transforms into a winter wonderland.

In other slightly scary news, my cat Amy may have mast cell cancer. I have an appointment for her in a month to get several of the nodules removed and get her organs checked for mast cells. My vet told me, and I've read online, that cats with mast cell cancer may live a decade more. For Amy, that would be age 19, which is a good run for a cat. I still intend to take her with me to Mexico. There's a veterinary college in Mexico City, and I'm initially going to live in the central highlands, so that college may be a possibility if she needs specialized treatments. I'll learn as much as I can, give her the best quality of life possible for as long as possible. She's one of my three void-babies.
thelaughingmuse: Two open books on a dimly-lit tabletop, with a large mug higher up the table, at the upper edge of the picture. (Books and warm drinks - perfection)
Winter will be officially here next weekend, with the season's first snow. We're currently forecasted to get about 3 inches, which isn't as bad as other parts of the US are being hit with...but I'm still planning to go shopping, stock up, and minimize my driving after that point. People get crazy-stupid when the first snow hits, just like people in CA get crazy-stupid when the first serious rainfall hits and the roads change. It's not a free-for-all, it just slows driving a lot. I'd rather not deal with that.

I've started spring cleaning - not just cleaning the house, but downsizing. I have clothing that no longer fits, I have some books that I read once or twice and just didn't care for, I have boxes of old papers that I brought with me from my former house (eight years ago!!) and haven't looked at since, I have some old end tables (one of which isn't actually being used for anything). I need to get all of this stuff out. I'm planning on working on a room - each week. That'll keep things manageable, and I'll actually see progress.
thelaughingmuse: Light green text on a dark green picture of a tentacled eldritch horror. The text reads, "O R'Lyeh?" (daily stuff)
My mattress was a year old when it was given to my by my parents. My back was acting up, I couldn't sleep comfortably on my futon any more, and mom had a wild idea about putting a twin size bed in the guest room to give guests...well, more room. (That lasted less than nine months, and they got another queen-size bed.) I've used said mattress and box spring for nearly two decades. They've had a good life. So I did some homework, went to the local mattress store, tried out my first and second choice, and made the purchase. It was delivered this morning, so I get a brand new bed for day-after-solstice. I put a new set of sheets on the bed, and I learned that Merry LOVES flannel sheets. LOVES-loves-LOVES. Sprawl, wriggle wriggle writhe squirm squirm wriggle. I ran to get my camera and capture his adorable joy on film...

...and he decided that it was the absolute perfect time for him to clean his butthole. Thanks, Merry. Way to kill the vibe. I am not sharing this with the family.
thelaughingmuse: White text on a blue-green background. Text reads "Life is to be lived, not merely endured." (Live your life on purpose.)
Who's got her temporary resident visa? ME!!! Imma immigrate to Mexico!

Warm weather, sane healthcare, and easier access to fresh food here I come!
thelaughingmuse: A white background with a large red ball in the center. The caption reads "Do not taunt Happy Fun Ball" - a reference to a Saturday Night Live skit from the late 1970s.. (Do not taunt Happy Fun Ball.)
Me refreshing USPS tracking, seeing today's date as the delivery date and the last status update, dated this morning, just says "Moving through network": -=sigh=- Not today. Not today.
thelaughingmuse: A screenshot of Spock, standing over his viewer, from Star Trek. Text reads "That is illogical, you raving fucktard." (That is illogical.)
Aaaaand I just blocked another idjit on not teh Facebook (where I am not) not Xitter (where I haven't been for over a year) but on LinkedIn. I was worried that he was going to try and sell me financial products. No, he wanted to chat me up and try to build a romantic relationship with me. "I fell in love with your photo" "You're so pretty" "I'd really like to meet you some day"

Phukbois. Phukbois. LinkedIn is not for dating. Leave me and all other women who actually post their face-pics alone, unless we post something that indicates that we're open to that kind of communication on LinkedIn. I realize that just about all the "major" social media platforms of the past decade are tire-fires right now, and meeting someone socially is harder after you leave school and so many folks have figured out that using social media to get to know other people can be done...if you are a bit less obvious than a peacock spreading its tail or a frog madly croaking in a desperate attempt to get laid.

But...bright blue fuckall!!!

Bad, bad, no no no no no.

Jeebus marimba.
thelaughingmuse: An picture of six plated sushi rolls. The centers are orange, and the top left clearly shows the head of the clownfish Nemo. The text reads, "Sushi, anyone?" (...found Nemo...)
Yesterday I returned home from Hawai'i, visiting my brother, my sister-in-law, and my fur-nephews. I got into my car at the park-n-ride, turned on defrost, and for the first time since I bought the car I used the heated-seat option. I now understand why people who love those, love them. I was still dressed for Hawai'i (except for the sweatshirt) and FUCK ALL WAS I COLD.

We (the Dad-unit) and I had a great time. We stayed in a nice vacation rental that was really close to The Sib's house, and we did some stuff every day - but most evenings were for spending hours at Sib's house, munching on food and playing cards and dice and helping them socialize their new kittens. Yes, we went to a lu'au, and yes we wore matching Hawai'ian print shirts, and it was a good show with good food. But the best bits, in my opinion, were: visiting a smallish local zoo, sitting and picnicking on a cliff with waves smashing the rocks below and occasionally dusting us with spray, and of course, holding and petting and cuddling the kittens. So every day had at least one "best thing", which to me makes a great vacation.

And now I'm going to do my laundry. And I should unpack the suitcase at some point.

I spent a bit of coin on Small Business Sunday (I was travelling Saturday, so get off me) even though my biggest-dollar purchase was several organization-carts at Ikea. (Makeup. Lots of makeup. Purple blushes, blue and green eyeshadows, orange and hot pink eyeliners, and purple lip colors. Fsck beauty standards, I'm here to stand out.)

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thelaughingmuse: Discord, goddess of the internet, is developing a taste for blood sacrifice. (discord blood sacrifice)
I took a taxi to the Mexican consulate to apply for my temporary resident visa. I masked up before I got into the taxi. The cab driver was an anti-masker, he said "You don't have to wear a mask in here, the pandemic's over" and all I could think was...my d00d. You're older than I am. You're flat-out elderly. If you get Covid, you could die. You work with the public every day. And you're this cavalier about it?

No. No, no, no, no, no.

I no longer mask up at the height of summer when I go to the grocery store, or the post office. But as soon as it's September, I mask up. That's when kids return to school, that's when disease transmission spikes, that's when more people start getting sick. I liked not having seasonal colds and flu for three years! I have one now (probably also brought on by stress + travel weakening my immune system) and I'm hating it. I have been masking steadily, and I hope I haven't given it to anyone else in the infrequent trips I've taken outside my home. I took a Covid test as soon as I started feeling ill, and it came back negative, so that was a relief. (I'd been vaccinated almost a month before I took my trip.) Even if Covid becomes Not A Thing, I will continue to mask up every year, from late summer to late spring. I'm getting older, and getting ill every year sucks. And if it's preventable...you bet I'm going to take steps to prevent it.

Besides which, my mask hides my mouthing invectives about Stupid People.
thelaughingmuse: A photo of a rolling wave. The caption reads "And the ocean breathed a sigh of winter" - a quote from the beginning of David Brin's book The Postman. (winter)
Jeebus.

One year ago tomorrow I posted about the big long power outage and how fucking cold it got in my house. And this year, tonight, we're watching a weather system head at us with high winds. Again.

I gotta get my happy ass down south.
thelaughingmuse: Bright green text on a black background. The text is in the style of a code snippet: subroutine yellow, comment 'we all live',end subroutine. Nobody gets this joke any more because modern object-oriented programming doesn't use this syntax. (Default)
No, recruiters.

I do not want to be part of a "challenging" team.

I'm in my mid-50s. I want to be part of a "mature" team, a "powerful" team with a large and well-managed "throughput", a "structured" team that knows how to use processes to quickly and accurately handle the Same Stuff Happens Every Week so that when someone else comes screaming in with their ass on fire babbling about something someone else broke and We Need To Document This Thing NOW NOW NOW, one or two of us can calmly turn from our current tasks, neatly and quickly handle La Emergencia, and calm the panicked person's heartrate without raising our own.

I'm old. Fuck "ambition". I just want a good paycheck and no dumbass "this REALLY could have been avoided" hasslepanic.

(originally posted July 3 2023, over on my fediverse account)
thelaughingmuse: A photo of a rolling wave. The caption reads "And the ocean breathed a sigh of winter" - a quote from the beginning of David Brin's book The Postman. (winter)
Friday the 4th, my power went out. Same for most of the county, in fact. My power was out for four days and change, and only returned just as we were having our first hard frost of the year. (I could see my breath while inside my house. It was not a thing I expected to be able to do, and not really something I'm eager to repeat.)

So now my shopping list includes:

* a pleated blind for that huge-ass window above the foyer. Fucking thing just lets all the heat go bye-bye right through the dual-paned glass, which is better than single-paned, but DAYUM. I'll have to get help measuring and installing it, because it's too high for me to safely reach unless I build scaffolding.
* a generator. Not sure if I'm going to get a large portable one, or a whole-home generator hooked into the gas line. I'll still have no internet or phone reception when the power goes down, but I won't freeze and won't lose everything in the refrigerator. I'll also have light! (This is another reason to own your media instead of buying digital copies stored on other peoples' computers/in the cloud. Even if your power is out, if you have a flashlight and/or some battery life on your device, you can read/watch your books/music/movies.)

I did decamp to a hotel about 20 miles away for one night, and spent a few more days in the business center when my home internet didn't come on with the power. I put on more layers, bundled up like a babushka, and welcomed the cats when I went to sleep. They were probably as happy to have me there as I was to have them there. The thought bubbles all read: "Ooooo, a friendly heat source!!"
thelaughingmuse: A photo of a coffee mug with a flared rim. The outside of the mug is lapis-blue with a floral-star motif. (Give me my coffee and no one gets hurt.)
This morning I ordered a pumpkin spice latte from EsBucks.

They handed me an iced drink.

?!??!?? (It was Not My Favorite. Actually...it was disgusting. I mean, really really Wrong. I will now specifically ask for any and all coffee drinks I order to be "hot," because otherwise I'll never know when someone is going to plop a fucking iced coffee in front of me.)

I remember reading some article about how more people are ordering iced coffees now than hot drinks, but...dayum. Don't fucking default to "iced drink" if you have a picture of the drink in question and it's a hot drink.
thelaughingmuse: A photo of a manmade lake that I used to live near. It's sunny, the lake water is rippled by the breeze, and the trees on the far shore are reflected in the water. (Peaceful lake scene)
I am planning to move out of the metro area, buy acreage, build a net-zero house, and grow several types of vegetables. I want to do this for several reasons:
  • I prefer to interact with my neighbors as infrequently as possible, but I still want to be able to enjoy the outdoor spaces of my home.
  • I enjoy nurturing plants...to an extent. If I can't eat it, I don't want to put the work into it.
  • I like being able to try different spices, and think it would be very cool to be able to share the "excess" spices with others.
  • I know that I do not have the stamina to care for farm animals, even animals as seemingly low-maintenance as ducks/chickens/pigeons.
  • Caring for animals is EXPENSIVE. I have five delightsome cats, and their food and medical bills are not cheap. And I do not want to become the kind of microfarmer who has ducks or chickens that don't lay enough eggs to be profitable, or have health issues and so aren't both consistent and safe egg-providers.
  • I want a house that will be liveable as I get older and become less mobile. That means a one-story house...and since more people now want single-floor homes, they cost more than multistory homes, even multistory homes with more square footage. An "age-in-place" home can also include power outlets higher up the walls, wider doors and hallways (to more easily accomodate walkers and wheelchairs), toilets with grab-bars, and showers with grab-bars and a bench. Yes, it's possible to retrofit an existing house to have the shower-with-bench and the grab-bars without breaking the bank. It costs a lot more money, though, to rebuild an entire house with wider doorways and hallways.
  • I want a house that recycles my grey water (flushing the toilets and/or watering the plants) and gets most of its energy from solar (particularly a battery or two that can run the essentials during a 15-24 hour outage), but is also hooked to the electrical grid so that I can have enough power even in the winter. It is possible to add solar panels to the roof of an existing house...but if the roof doesn't face the right direction or is partially shaded, the output isn't as much as it could be.
  • I also need to have high-speed internet. That means broadband. I don't want to use DSL (that's so 1990s) or be stuck relying on satellite internet (because fuck Elon.) I can take care of this by doing my research before I even go to walk a property.
I can buy land and build custom, or I can hunt around for a rambler with just the right orientation that's available, buy it ($500K and upward), and then spend another $100K+ retrofitting it. I'd rather just go with Option A.

Ideally, I'd get 15-20 acres and have several tiny homes for friends and friends-of-friends to live in for 5-10 years and contribute toward annual property taxes while they save up money for a downpayment on a house of their own - or land of their own, whichever. (Saving a downpayment is difficult even on a tech-industry salary, and saving a downpayment while also paying other bills is nigh-on impossible.) I know I'd have to do a lot of research on that first, though: what legal restrictions are in place for such a thing? What kind of contracts would I need people to sign (because while I would not be charging monthly rent, this would be a tenant-landlord situation. I need to be able to hold tenants to a maximum term, and if someone's a disruptive asshole I have to have remedies to evict them. They also need to know that I'm not going to suddenly evict them on a whim, or suddenly start charging them a whole lot more rent than they initially agreed to pay. And other bits.)

(I don't want to be a vacation-home hostess. Too much work, too much bother, too many strangers traipsing about my property.)

I don't know how long this will take, but if there's a big ol' housing crash in the next year my dreams may go up in smoke - or may be delayed until the economy recovers, which might take 5-10 years. My home has appreciated an insane amount since I bought it, and selling it at its current estimated value would give me enough money to buy at least 5 acres of land, build a custom net-zero home, and have a very small mortgage - even with the recent rate hikes. But that's not a step that I can take without more research and planning...like, how to find architects who are familiar with building net-zero homes that still comply with local permitting regulations. It isn't impossible. It's just...a lot.

This is going to be the ultimate project manager job.

Too bad I don't like being a project manager, because this would be a HELL of a resume-item.

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