IS TODAY THE DAY
Hello, Friday! Good morning, from my corner of the couch, where everything is broken and going wrong and the normal alarm clock hasn’t even gone off yet. Last night, my main phone/laptop charger died. I am not a happy camper. The winds picked up yesterday, helpfully bringing the wildfires’ smoke to us. The sky looks like something out of a post-apocalyptic story again.
I successfully DID THE THINGS yesterday. First, I attempted to shave the shaved parts of my head, successfully completing most of one side. I can’t see the back edge of the mohawk, so I left that for Shawshank to deal with, otherwise I fuck up the border. I only managed to shave half of the other side, because the clippers died.
More importantly, however, I set up three listings on Etsy; they’re inactive at the moment, but they’re almost 100%. Today, I’ll add measurements to each of the listings, then I can activate them. I’m still hesitant on setting prices. My in-person pricing is pretty low; however, in-person sales don’t have Etsy fees. I’ll fiddle with a calculator later and crunch some numbers, come up with a ballpark idea of what I want to earn per pair and work the math from there.
After lunch, I prepped two fabrics for pants. I only fucked up one of them.
Shawshank has a long day of work ahead of him. He’s driving into the city this morning, to pick up some stuff and make a delivery. I declined the invitation to join him; unfortunately, I don’t think my body could handle that length of time in the truck this week. My stomach hasn’t been great lately. I love the drive, but I hate the 2+ hours of “IS TODAY THE DAY I SHIT MYSELF?” anxiety each way. He has the weekend off to recharge.
I’m going to make today a good day. I told Shawshank I have things to accomplish today, and that’s what I plan to do. Compared to yesterday, the wind is down, and I might even be able to take some pictures outside today.
as a ontime cancer haver (stage 4 colorectal) that had an undiagnosed reoccurring colon issue most of my life, have you had a colonoscopy. I’ve had the pleasure of seven (lucky #7)
I regret not going in to find out what my problem was, because I don’t have the problem anymore, but stage 4 rectal cancer, a perineal resection, and permanent colostomy is an over the top overkill solution to whatever I had before the CA
It’s been discussed with docs, especially because my mom has a lot of issues and it runs in our family. Mostly boils down to the fact I have shit eating habits, and when I’m not eating multiple bowls of Raisin Brain daily, I’m eating toddler food.