Thursday, January 15
Jan. 16th, 2026 02:13 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gottawonderToday I am grateful for:
Decent sleep. I rolled over and ignored the cats for a while.
I'm not going to lie, today was an irksome day, and I feel like I have a lot of those days. I'm not sure if there's anything I can do to ameliorate that effect...?
I tried not to get upset over things.
Talking with TW was my first mistake. I think she's drinking at the moment, because she has a certain...careless way of talking when she's been drinking. She says odd things, and sort of comes across strangely.
My part of the situation is that I "take bait" too easily (fueled by my feelings of frustration if I think she's been drinking) and it leads to me feeling offended in some way, or having a boundary tested.
After that, I went to do chores in the Mach 1 winds out there, and that was fine.
Then I was trying to get some things out to the pottery shed so I could try to throw something today, and the wind caught our glass screen door and it hit the deck railing and shattered into a million little squares of glass.
I cleaned up what I could that was on the deck and the stairs, but there's a ton of glass in the snow that I don't know how I can clean it up until spring.
The glass is the kind that broke into squares, not shards, and LIKELY Roxy would be okay if she stepped on a piece, but I don't like that it's all over the place.
So that was very frustrating, and means we have to replace it, and having a screen door was sort of an extra convenience for various reasons.
I went out to the pottery studio, and I did manage to throw for a while. It was very comfortable to work there, and nice not to feel rushed.
My Sweetie got home from work and came out and sat with me for a while as I worked.
Clean up wasn't too bad, though everything had to be done with a pail of water I hauled from the house. No, we won't be able to get running water there, though my Sweetie is worked in a way to use larger water tanks that we could refill.
Then we went back to the house only to discover that Jones got locked in the pantry, and had knocked things down and dumped a large amount of peanuts on the floor.
I am grateful that it doesn't look like he was eating anything, and nothing in glass jars got broken, he just pulled down some things in bags.
So I spent some time cleaning that up.
Then I ate some leftovers, and we talked for a while.
I mostly felt like today was kind of another one of these dumb, strange days where nothing made sense and it was hard to feel okay with it.
Decent sleep. I rolled over and ignored the cats for a while.
I'm not going to lie, today was an irksome day, and I feel like I have a lot of those days. I'm not sure if there's anything I can do to ameliorate that effect...?
I tried not to get upset over things.
Talking with TW was my first mistake. I think she's drinking at the moment, because she has a certain...careless way of talking when she's been drinking. She says odd things, and sort of comes across strangely.
My part of the situation is that I "take bait" too easily (fueled by my feelings of frustration if I think she's been drinking) and it leads to me feeling offended in some way, or having a boundary tested.
After that, I went to do chores in the Mach 1 winds out there, and that was fine.
Then I was trying to get some things out to the pottery shed so I could try to throw something today, and the wind caught our glass screen door and it hit the deck railing and shattered into a million little squares of glass.
I cleaned up what I could that was on the deck and the stairs, but there's a ton of glass in the snow that I don't know how I can clean it up until spring.
The glass is the kind that broke into squares, not shards, and LIKELY Roxy would be okay if she stepped on a piece, but I don't like that it's all over the place.
So that was very frustrating, and means we have to replace it, and having a screen door was sort of an extra convenience for various reasons.
I went out to the pottery studio, and I did manage to throw for a while. It was very comfortable to work there, and nice not to feel rushed.
My Sweetie got home from work and came out and sat with me for a while as I worked.
Clean up wasn't too bad, though everything had to be done with a pail of water I hauled from the house. No, we won't be able to get running water there, though my Sweetie is worked in a way to use larger water tanks that we could refill.
Then we went back to the house only to discover that Jones got locked in the pantry, and had knocked things down and dumped a large amount of peanuts on the floor.
I am grateful that it doesn't look like he was eating anything, and nothing in glass jars got broken, he just pulled down some things in bags.
So I spent some time cleaning that up.
Then I ate some leftovers, and we talked for a while.
I mostly felt like today was kind of another one of these dumb, strange days where nothing made sense and it was hard to feel okay with it.
