monday

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well, i’m back home in buffalo.

MM, DF, the kids, and my dude went out trick-or-treating. I sat in the front hallway and handed out candy to an assortment of adorable children. Most of them were middle schoolers, awkward and crack-voiced and remembering to say thank-you with varying degrees of success. A few of them complimented my costume.

The resident kids came home and were so excited to hand out candy, but mostly everyone had already finished trick-or-treating, as it was well after dark and it’s still kind of covid-y out. So I went out and trick-or-treated them so they gave me a bag of candy, and then they bestowed one apiece on each other, and then one for all the other adults present, and that was that, we’d used up all the candy, and we turned out the light. I loaded everything into my car and drove home.

Got home after 9:30, and the cat was delighted to zoom around the house about it. I had an Amazon package– I know, I know, but I needed some things and Amazon’s the only place to easily get them– and so I looked at what I’d bought and the cat jumped into and out of the box. And then I collapsed into bed.

Slept somewhat poorly, as the cat needed me to hold her at all times. Me gone for a week, and then Dude gone overnight too, was a lot for her. Also I wake up when she sits on my head, so I did and kept petting her, which only encouraged her.

This morning I had to leave before sunrise, and I couldn’t find my clothes, and I don’t have much by way of food in the house– I brought meat and vegetables from the farm, it being cool enough that the ice packs in my cooler could keep everything cold overnight, but I don’t have like. Lunch. That sort of thing. So it was icky getting ready for work this morning.

And now I’m at work but I don’t wanna. It’s my own fault I didn’t take any time for myself at home but Halloween comes but once a year and I hadn’t seen the DF/MM family in quite some time. And that’s just. How it goes. Alas.

We’ll see how I do this week, maybe I’ll be able to get stuff done. At least I haven’t woken up with vertigo like last time after I pushed myself this hard. And I hope the sun won’t have gone down yet when I go home, that’s the part of this time of year that’s hardest.

I am utterly filled with a desire not to be at this job anymore but I can console myself that I’m certain I feel like that about literally every job so there’s no real solution for it.

The thing I’m excited to go home and do (besides nap) is that I want to learn whittling, and I have a bunch of collected wood scraps in the car, and I bought myself woodcarving Dremel heads on Amazon, and I bought myself cutproof gloves too, and I have some knives and I want to see if i can make these blocks of wood be shaped like other blocks of wood and I’m excited by the concept and I don’t want to sit in a windowless office desperately trying to make numbers be other numbers on the Internet for eight hours, I want to be in my house and make blocks of wood be other blocks of wood. There’s no justice in this world. (Your picture was not posted)