To do: A pinned post with relevant links to the about me as well as projects and other things
This post:
Goodness.
On Feb 14, my husband came home early from work. I was on a break, waiting for a workshop to start. He informed me that he had been released from his contract (to no fault of his.)
Since then, we have been scrambling. After a moderately disastrous 2024, we sought to lick our wounds in 2025. Joke’s on us!
It has been very rough since then. I have taken on additional contracts – my income does not float us at all – and it has been very stressful. He has applied for many positions and we had two pull contracts at the last moment for changes at site level.
It has hit us quite hard.
On top of this, the downstairs is still needing to be finished after the flooding. We have to put the walls back up and build the framework as apparently the previous owners just stuck sheet rock on concrete. Lovely.
Hanging over our heads has been where will he be? How long? He’s in healthcare, and taking on any position he can. We pulled up our roots (again) to move to where we are now – very far from family and friends and last year had the loss of a parent, very near financial disaster, and trying to establish ourself in a home that needs a lot of work.
I am quite tired.
I have not been able to see my friends or family. Plans continuously cancelled.
I did recently speak to someone in my extended social circle that I had not spoken to directly before. I have become somewhat pragmatic about these things. She said “You’re interesting.” I said “You are also interesting.”
So we made a phone call date. We had a lovely chat and one of the things she commiserated with was moving often makes establishing a community so hard. It’s easy to feel lonely when the people that mean the most to you are spread all over and you keep having circumstances where you can’t see them. I am grateful for the internet, video chats, and text messages. My heart is all over the country.
I like Leah quite a bit and she is incredibly cool. She is going through a lot so I have been helping to support her as well.
I realize that I have become just very bluntly kind about things and am really very much over playing games. I was never good at it anyway. I miss my best friend Beth terribly as well as all the puppeteers in Atlanta and Kindle and my siblings back home.
All of my material projects are on hold now because I cannot buy supplies so I’m trying to work with what I have and learn some new skills.
I’m going to attempt to pick up Live2D rigging and animation.
because of everything, we were unable to start the garden this year.
BUT! The Arbor Foundation sent us 9 Norway Pines and 2 lilacs and now we will have a baby tree nursery to tend.
There is a woodpecker on the property that feels it necessary to bang against the gutter and I feel it necessary to talk to all the wildlife so I’m sure the neighbors have heard me exclaiming “MUST YOU? Can you PLEASE NOT?”
My husband did find a position and it is close enough I may get to see him now and again. I expressed my sadness over being separated again to a coworker and that person said “That must be hard. You two seem close.”
I… well. Yeah. I responded, “Yeah. Well… he’s my buddy.” What a ridiculous thing to say but I wasn’t sure what else to say.
The animals are well. The puppy is increasingly unhinged and MOST DEFINITELY understands more than he lets on. I talk to him often just regularly, but then we have a vocabulary of command words and phrases. I use the phrases but recently he’s been showing that he is understanding key concepts when I’m just rambling at him.
He’s a sneaky little shit. I find things coming out of my mouth that are the exact same thing I said to two small children that I helped raise for 5 years from birth and 1.5 while I was a live-in nanny/helper/third parent.
I was working recently and the puppy came to find me. He gave all the indications he wanted me to follow him – he doesn’t do this often. So I did. He lead me upstairs to the front window where the woodpecker was going to town on the gutter with a hearty CLANG CLANG CLANG. The dog looked at the woodpecker, looked at me, then wagged his tail. I understood – he came to fetch me to shoo the woodpecker because I was always yelling at the damn thing.
I can’t pretend I don’t enjoy all the animals I get to see.
Anyway. I persist. It’s fashy as hell here and I shall mind what I say lest the thought police come for me – doubleplus ungood!
A more coherent update soon and god help me maybe I’ll get the damn website done.
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