Sculpin

I’m still alive. Just wiped out. I signed up for a pretty stressful couple of months, working some emotionally demanding gigs at Bastyr and the UW.

Now it turns out that I have to make some lifestyle changes this month, too. When we got married, Josh and I made some compromises, of course; when it came to food, I did most of the compromising, I think. My diet used to be pretty much tomato-based, but Josh hates tomatoes; for the past five years, my cheese and sausage consumption has skyrocketed. Well, it’s finally caught up to me, and now I’ve got to clean out the garbage dump I’ve made of my bloodstream, and fast. So I’m returning to my tomato-based diet; Josh and I will just have to fend for ourselves for a while.

It’d be nice if I could exercise, too, but I can’t really move right now. I don’t know what I did to my back last week, but I suspect it has something to do with the ongoing psoas problem from last November. I am wondering if an MRI might be in my future.

Today I can walk very slowly and carefully on level ground, if I don’t try too hard to straighten up. I know! I could use the treadmill! It goes slowly and evenly! But wait, I can’t. Why, you ask? Because it’s folded up with boxes in front of it. Which I can’t lift. And there’s nowhere to put them anyway. Why? Largely because we don’t have attic storage, a year and a half after trying to start that project. What’s the holdup now? We still do not have an electrician. We get these recommendations, we call them, and we never get callbacks. WTF. I’ve gone past “steamed” and right into “gritting my teeth and ready to snap”. Often I think that we should call it all off and just throw away half our stuff. (Does anybody need a small women’s wetsuit? Size sixish, I think.)

So, all my processors are busy right now. How in hell I am going to make the next six weeks work, I do not know.

But there’s good news, too: the chickens are laying! More about that at House of Cranks.

In some way that I cannot explain, this sums up my ancient history in the tech industry.