replicantangel

It's been a week of not much, or so it feels. A lot of going to work and being told to go home early because there's nothing to do and there's no sense in wasting the budget to have me sitting around doing nothing but studying. (We're not usually paid for CE, so I'm really getting as much in as I can while it's quiet and I'm getting paid, lol.) My appointment who rescheduled flaked again - I even called him and was like, hey, what's the what, and he said "oh I thought it was at four" so I said, cool see you at 4. And did he show up at 4? No, no he did not.

Health stuff has gone nowhere, other than me booking my blood test - there weren't any morning appointments until next week though, which kinda sucks. No word on referrals for anything yet though.

Good-ish news - the Methodists aren't closing just yet, so I will probably have one more month of playing piano there, which is good for my bank account. Especially since my hours at the tax office are lacking and I have no appointments scheduled. I can't even do my OWN taxes (or mom's for that matter) because I don't have W-2s or 1099s. 

Started looking into info on power of attorney since the parentals are both getting older and actually admitting to forgetting things now. It seems both simple and complicated at the same time. I should probably talk to the bro-ski about it too. It's not something I want to have on my own plate all by my lonesome.

Shakes this week, and then Hamlet at the end of the week, and no official work until Wednesday. Might do some work for the other gig I picked up, might do some work for mom, might try to get some stuff together for the Escapade art show. Do have plans to get rocks identified tomorrow afternoon, which means I will then be able to get rid of them hopefully. 

Still watching The Immortal Ascension, which continues to be amusing. Finally finished Vengeance of the Mountain Deity, the ending of which was very WTF after a relatively reasonable storyline. Where was my mountain deity? Ah well, it was fluffy and fun.

Goals for the Week: Survive. Write up talking points for new tax laws. Let myself enjoy the Hamlet experience.

Good Things: warm laundry. Ginger snaps (I caved and bought some). New Z1L photos.

So at work cohort yesterday, I volunteered to read, which I've been trying to avoid, just cuz... I dunno. I will happily read Shakespeare out loud with my pals, but reading out loud to strangers reminds me too much of childhood and being put on the spot and getting teased for not being able to pronounce certain letters right.

Anway. I read my section, and someone else in cohort that I had been messaging sent me a very sweet message saying, "thank you for reading, you have a very soothing, calming, trusting voice sir" and then called me Mr T-- and I just about diiiiied. She's from the south and always calls every Ms -- and Mr -- which is just adorable now that I'm mostly over hating the very gendered nature of it, but eeeee apparently when I read it's not painfully obvious and that makes me very happy indeed.