Thurs. July 13, 2023: The Humidity is Getting Me Down
image courtesy of JackieLou DL via pixabay.comThursday, July 13, 2023
Waning Moon
Pluto, Saturn, Neptune Retrograde
Cloudy and humid
For the latest on the garden, hop onto the post over at Gratitude and Growth.
Today’s serial episode is from Legerdemain:
Episode 102: Jed Smythe’s Storage Unit
The contents of the quiet man’s storage unit are a surprise.
I had a good start to yesterday, and then fizzled out as the heat and humidity set in. As mentioned in yesterday’s post, I edited 12 episodes of Angel Hunt. I edited, polished, uploaded, and scheduled the next four episodes of Deadly Dramatics (nearly at the end of November now). Something that is mentioned in these episodes can be relevant in season 2, so I updated that outline.
I went to the library to drop off/pick up books. I went to CVS to get bug spray for Sunday. My mom needed another puzzle book, but they didn’t have the right one at CVS, so I hopped next door and found it at Big Y.
On impulse, I stopped at a favorite local thrift shop. I found a blue and black patterned sleevless Nicole Miller jumpsuit in my size (I am so happy jumpsuits are making a comeback). I also found a set of 4 plates from Bavaria that match a set of plates my parents got years and years ago (our set is still in a box in my office, with matching coffee cups and saucers, until I buy a china cabinet). I also found some textured glass plates that will be great under the plants, instead of those icky plastic saucers. It was quite the haul.
Got it all home. The Bavarian plates have to be handwashed, but everything else can go in the dishwasher. A jumpsuit is not a good choice for the poetry event (it will make quick bathroom breaks difficult), but there are plenty of other places I can wear it.
I forgot to look for the sheer curtain panels I want for another project.
By the time I came home, it was humid, and I was out of steam. I managed to rehearse the poem a few times. I moved a couple of breath marks, so that it flows better. I tend not to breathe deeply enough when I read, and then run out of air at a bad time. Putting breath marks in the manuscript reminds me where it makes sense to take a breath and keep the flow. I do this reading prose as well as poetry, and it’s helped my public readings enormously. For the mark itself, it looks like a single quote mark: ‘
I did some work on a flyer for a reading in fall. I’m keeping it simple, but I may not be able to do the cool visual on it that I want. I’m trying to use a transparent image as the background, with the text that holds the information popping, and I may not have the tools to do so. I’ll try a few more; I’m not out of tools yet.
Read on the couch in the afternoon, hoping I could get it together to do some more work in the evening, but the humidity sapped the life out of me. All I managed to do was get the laundry folded and put away.
Had a rough night. Woke up around 2:30, because my room was hot. Moved to the couch, because more of a breeze came in there. Fell asleep and had weird dreams. Woke up just before 4 and moved back to my bed (my room was cool enough by then) and had more weird dreams. Was kind of disoriented when I got up just before 6.
I usually don’t eat before Thursday meditation (it weighs me down), but I have yoga this morning an hour after meditation, so instead, I ate very early, and then I’ll have lunch when I get back from yoga. The next few Thursdays won’t be much on the work front, with yoga/meditation taking up most of the morning, unless I get up really early to get work done.
I’m still hoping to get some work in before this morning’s meditation, and in between meditation and leaving for yoga. I have to get next week’s Legerdemain episodes uploaded, as well as the next four DEADLY DRAMATICS episodes.
It looks like SAG-AFTRA will go on strike with us (the writers), although we won’t know until later today. I’m not counting on anything.
I’ve been getting emails encouraging me to scab over these past months, refusing, and passing them on to the WGA. It’s exhausting. The idiocy and the supposed workarounds are also ridiculous. They really do think writers are stupid and desperate. And yesterday’s comments, from the producers’ side of the table, about waiting until the writers are broke and homeless so they’ll accept anything, just summed them right up. They don’t care if they destroy the industry, as long as they can line their own pockets. They have as much contempt for the audience as they do for the people making it possible for them to have something to offer the audience.
There’s more social media kerflamma going on, and it just makes me tired. I don’t know why so many people think that a platform owned by someone else is going to do what they want. Social media platforms are a business. Your time and presence are assets FOR THEM and turns into money (especially when the platform gets their participants to fund it). Without understanding that, you’re going to be miserable. Time is just as much of a value and an investment as hard cash, so you have to be careful where you put it. They will hire staff and departments for moderation and safety — which they should, none of this should be on the users — only when it makes financial sense for them to do so.
Let’s hope that a morning of yoga and meditation gets me back into a good headspace. Right now, I want to get back down into bog witch mode for the rest of the week and not deal with all the crap out there. I want to focus on my work and deadlines. I need to write and submit the book review today (I couldn’t face it yesterday). Hopefully, tomorrow, I’m going out to Amherst to see an acquaintance’s exhibit, if the weather doesn’t turn nasty. Saturday, I’ll get some work done and hopefully, some house cleaning done. The big poem is late Sunday afternoon, so most of the day will be spent conserving energy for that.
Next week, if it continues to be humid, I have to see how I can readjust my schedule so I’m not trying to push through when it’s sucking the life out of me, but revive enough to get back to work when it’s cooler.
Have a good one!
