I Made it Official

Doing it!!

I made it official this week and declared that January 15th will be my last day at the forklift factory. Now the real work begins. Gotta do a bunch of oral histories of the folks who took VERO. Gotta clean my computer, my email, my server spaces, my office, my cubby and my locker. Gotta sit for my own oral history.

When I told my girlfriend who is my trainer that I made it official she was proud of me but disappointed that it wasn't two weeks.

"You going into 2027 with these ho’s, hell no. Fuck that." I get it, but I want to stick around for my bonus, a computer discount that resets in January -- that sort of thing. 

I leave you with some photos of mostly pink things from our trip:

In downtown Navan

On Inishmore

At an historic site that we didn't really walk into. I just wanted a photo of this lady's coat, but she did not appreciate my attention.

In the gardens of said historic site.

Inishmore. Random beautiful geranium.

Graveyard Shift

This Ireland post will be out of chronological order.

On Day 3 of our Ireland vacation mrguy took me to Navan, and then to the Old Kilkarne cemetery in Johnstown. It was small and beautiful and the sky turned grey and filled with sprinkles temporarily. We both had Rainy Day in the Cemetery stuck in our brains.

I did not find the graves of any of my relatives who were buried there, but that was not so surprising. The cemetery had fallen into disuse a very long time ago and then was rehabbed in honor of the church's 800th anniversary in 1993. I took some pictures of gravestones, hoping that there were listings without photos in findagrave that I could contribute to. I spent this morning uploading photos and creating memorials for people whose headstone photos I had taken who did not already have them.

I took photos of pretty things while mrguy worked on getting us a Lyft back to Navan. He noticed that end of day traffic was madness around Navan, and he knew the bus route, so we asked the driver to drop us off at the next bus stop in the direction of Dublin. Cool move!

Highlighter Poetry

Coherence is an entire region.

Thus all lie.

Two intersections that lie inside for visibility in performance introduce only one new observation.

Remembering built order.

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Change. How? Why?

Entities exploring gaps practically center unsatisfactory biochemistry 

by habit.

Rush, Then Crash

Update: my teeth continued to chatter until we got to Dublin. We're home now. Cozy despite a heatwave. I return to work tomorrow and am not ready to write about it all. Tomorrow we call the gutter guy because we're convinced that the crows filled our gutters, and El Nino is on its way.

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The crows continued to smite our house with acorns in their beaks. We left the house to get allll of the vaccinations (RSV, Covid, Flu).

Then I got a mani pedi, because my hands were shameful. Then up to the jewelry store to get a new watch battery and a replacement clasp for my precious question mark necklace. It will be in good hands while we are away. And my Timex Indiglo now shines more brightly at night.

Then to the rice triangle store for some grub. And then folding laundry and selecting garments for our trip.

Last night was grim. Every part of my body hurt. Lightning bolts to the muscles. Joints sore. I got up to use the bathroom and my teeth were chattering. I found an electric blanket in the closet and that helped quite a bit, but my mantra of moaning, punctuated with "I hate everything" was my constant companion. I still feel sore and wrung out, but much better.

It's grey and windy today. The crows came back. I am clean. Gathering my items for our trip tomorrow.

I like vacation very much.