great meeting
May. 10th, 2025 12:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ffloWhat a wonderful and palpably supportive meeting my morning recovery meeting was just now.
I'm in the pj pants I threw on in a hurry not to be too late, and now it's noon, and I don't know yet what I plan to do with this lovely warm Saturday afternoon and evening, but I vow to have some fun with it.
With some trepidation (cuz of course) I've been investing in improvements to my domiciles, housing and physiological. The latest is the house painting (and siding repair) that I almost spontaneously moved to get an estimate on, and am finding the timetable moving more quickly with and the estimated cost being less than anticipated for; the next challenge with that is finding just the right very light but very bright ice blue color I want as the main shade, and getting it made at the paint store the painters use.
They're even supposedly going to be able to remove the garage door for me. What a bonus, if that actually happens.
Taking the car in to the shop Monday. Then off work Tuesday through the end of the week. Niiiiiiiiiice. Plenty of work things to finish up Monday. And it'll be chorus practice again, after an outright traumatic experience after the last one. I reckon I'll get back on that horse just fine, and I even bought a fake ad for the program, though I've been spending way too much money lately. They're like my extended dysfunctional family, or an extended dysfunctional family, for me, and also are a group of queer and queer-friendly humans to go be among regularly, for a sort of low-level regular dosing of a false sense of acceptability and nonhostility. Hunh-- that's probably another part of why last week sucked so hard.
Well, good weekend to y'all, wherever y'all are.
It has occurred to me that I might post more postcards if I start them on Dreamwidth, which my work computer can post to, and copy them to lj later. Or I could make more of an effort to open my own computer on weekdays.
It's nice to be alive for this Spring. Another Spring. No need for socks or long sleeves. And mosquitoes not here yet. And my latest knee shots still working.
I'm in the pj pants I threw on in a hurry not to be too late, and now it's noon, and I don't know yet what I plan to do with this lovely warm Saturday afternoon and evening, but I vow to have some fun with it.
With some trepidation (cuz of course) I've been investing in improvements to my domiciles, housing and physiological. The latest is the house painting (and siding repair) that I almost spontaneously moved to get an estimate on, and am finding the timetable moving more quickly with and the estimated cost being less than anticipated for; the next challenge with that is finding just the right very light but very bright ice blue color I want as the main shade, and getting it made at the paint store the painters use.
They're even supposedly going to be able to remove the garage door for me. What a bonus, if that actually happens.
Taking the car in to the shop Monday. Then off work Tuesday through the end of the week. Niiiiiiiiiice. Plenty of work things to finish up Monday. And it'll be chorus practice again, after an outright traumatic experience after the last one. I reckon I'll get back on that horse just fine, and I even bought a fake ad for the program, though I've been spending way too much money lately. They're like my extended dysfunctional family, or an extended dysfunctional family, for me, and also are a group of queer and queer-friendly humans to go be among regularly, for a sort of low-level regular dosing of a false sense of acceptability and nonhostility. Hunh-- that's probably another part of why last week sucked so hard.
Well, good weekend to y'all, wherever y'all are.
It has occurred to me that I might post more postcards if I start them on Dreamwidth, which my work computer can post to, and copy them to lj later. Or I could make more of an effort to open my own computer on weekdays.
It's nice to be alive for this Spring. Another Spring. No need for socks or long sleeves. And mosquitoes not here yet. And my latest knee shots still working.
