Done Since 2023-02-12

Anxiety, grief, procrastination, pessimism, depression, and despair. It hasn't been a totally bad week, but between the above and the ongoing Nazi assault on trans people, it's been heading in that direction. It's worth noting that my son R is trans.

I am still not making enough progress on cleaning up the house for sale. Grieving probably has a lot to do with that -- at least it's the excuse I'm using to keep myself from... I don't know what. Thinking about it. If I'd gotten off my arse a year ago, my current pace would probably have been good enough. It says something about the problem, though, that I found spending an hour pruning blackberry vines preferable to making a couple of phone calls. Asking for help has always been a problem for me.

The high point of the week was Tuesday, which started with a support group meeting via zoom, and ended with the first meeting of my audio recording class at Earwig Studio via North Seattle College.

( Notes & links, as usual )