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I made it less than 30 minutes at work before asking my boss for the rest of the week off.   I went home and grabbed my painting stuff and went to the painting group at my church, and spent 3 hours starting a new painting.    Then drove home again. I had my book with me, so walked to the park and read in the sun and the breeze.   Hoy es miercoles Today is miraculous  I sit on a bench The air is warm The breeze is cool The air is clean The clouds part The sun warms my legs I lift my face and Observe the radiance  Through closed eyes The sun heats The breeze cools Hoy es miercoles Today is Wednesday  Today is miraculous      I don't have a plan for today. I don't know if I'll have a plan for tomorrow.  I am alive, and I am free.

Yay non-scale wins!

I'm so sorry, Elennare.   That sucks.

Video discussion response posted. BOOM!

Whelp, there's that.  I have officially received notification that I am going to be laid off.  Unless either I or the managers find a new position for me, I have a job through the end of June and then I will be unemployed.  At the moment, I'm pretty much numb, likely because of how worried I've been for the last week.  In some ways, it's a relief to at least have an answer and a date.  But, now there's a whole mountain of other things that need to happen that I don't have time for, and a giant new pile of worries.  Which I need to balance with the responsibilities I already have that are currently taking a lot of my time and I am in the process of dropping several balls of dealing with.  So yeah.  I am not ok.   In good news, I got to try a couple of the things we were working on in the clinic on Sunday during practice last night, and they worked.  So that was cool.

You've hit the nail on the head, Friend.   I'm glad to be exploring public philosophy again.  I'm glad to be doing the research that I'm doing, and I feel blessed to be doing it with Philosopher James.  I met with James this afternoon over lunch to do philosophy again, and we're coming to a good space about what it means to do philosophical research generall and how this fits my particular investigation. All of this feels satisfying and good. He's very adept at helping draw guardrails around the dissertation work and also identifying what we've come to refer to as Dr. Heidi In The World work, things like articles on the nature of access to information and how that has an impact on education, how AI will impact that, and what that means for pedagogy in a post-AI world. I met him initially in the public philosophy rooms, and he is like-minded. He sees the way that I'm crafting public philosophy into a revolution in education, and he digs it, but more importantly he gets it.This is helpful.    Today I need to read the posts of my fellow classmates' discussions and make my final video post as a response. I'm actually looking forward to it, which is new.    There's a lot of snippiness going on with Vivian's dad, shocking no one. It's all so predictable that I literally caught myself yawning while I was reading his latest missive, and that made me laugh. It's all such a farce, but it won't come to anything, really. The train has left the station. I have my first appointment with the new famiy counselor tomorrow (he tried to cancel it yesterday, and the office manager called to let me know that it was canceled and I asked if I could retain that appointment, please and thank you, and of course we did).  I wrote to let him know that it was still scheduled and that I didn't appreciate or understand his continued dedication to stopping or delaying family counseling, but in any event, he is welcome to join me at the appointment tomorrow. His response: "Do not make appointments for my household.  That has never been and will never be appropriate," which is when I caught myself yawning.    I might make lemon rosemary chicken tonight and put together an IKEA bookcase.  Might just nap. Life is good. ❤️ 

I don't know how to do things, otherwise. I have a weekly and monthly check-in with This Week's List and the Master List, but other than that, I can't hold all the everything in my head while also working on what's right in front of me. I hope you find some clarity, balance, and peace. I think you're doing great.   WOW! I had never heard of this before either. It sounds like a blend with alpaca will be gorgeous. What weight will it be when spun up? Also, I love this fiber craft. I don't spin, but I swear I could watch someone spin for hours. It's like a hearth fire for my soul.   I do, and am doing, this too. Right now I have four (five?) bags of ToBeSorted items stacked in front of my bedroom door in the hopes that they will get in the way enough to get sorted. Most stuff needs to get donated. The sad truth is that these moving bags all sat under my bed in the previous apartment for a couple years, and clearly I wasn't using anything in them, so in theory I could just walk them wholesale to a donation spot and be done with it, and never miss what's inside. Having sat for so long, I I have no clue what is in them and I'm intimidated to even open the bag's zipper.    Thank you for your reveiw of  A Monk's Guide to a Clean House and Mind by Shoukei Matsumoto. It was on my TBR list, and the assumptions you point out are disappointing and, in what I've read of many such books, all too common. Concensus is hard work, and it seems to take daily shoring up, which is its own full time job. It's exhausting, and so often it's less work to just be the one to clean up instead of making everyone else fall in line with their chores. I'm cheering you on and commisserating with you in equal measure.

Same! I love the jellyfish non-scale win. Looking forward to Sovalis Washi tape doodles, if that inspiration hits.  ❤️ 

I did go and it was completely fine.  I swam 1km  with no negative effects other than a dry throat.   It's a perfect spring day today.  I am wearing a big, formal damask skirt for no reason other than it makes me happy while I read a book on the garden bench.  Bliss.

Progress is happening.   Dumbledore purchased the wedding presents. I found a dress that I can wear. I figured out the mistake I made in the accounting software and got my checkbook to balance. I cleaned the kitchen compost bin.   I started reading A Monk's Guide to a Clean House and Mind by Shoukei Matsumoto. So far, I am not impressed. I understand how his advice would apply if I was living in a monastic community where the work was shared by a group of people. In theory, I can see how getting up early and having a clean house to start the day would be a fine thing. In real life, chances are good that if the house is clean first thing in the morning, Elf will have made a mess in the kitchen by the time I get home. Yesterday was better than some because Dumbledore put away clean dishes from the dishwasher and loaded the dirty dishes. He also took out the trash. The young people have not been doing their chores. Getting everyone in the community on board with the effort is something that Matsumoto takes for granted.   My problem is not that I dislike cleaning. My attitude is just fine. My issue is triaging all the things that need to be done and staying on top of the things that will make the biggest difference. This is why the boxes in the garage have sat there for years. They do not interfere with daily life and it takes a lot of effort to sort and get rid of things. That effort could be spent getting rid of cobwebs or scrubbing the floor, which would cut down on visual clutter in a space I see every day.   Elf tried to tell me that they do not want to go to the wedding this weekend because they are still exhausted all the time. I pushed back, saying that all they have to do is be awake for breakfast on Saturday and the main event Saturday afternoon. They do not need to talk to people or get up and dance. They can sleep in the car on the way there and back. They can sleep in the hotel room most of the time we are out of town. This is no more effort than staying in their room at home and napping, with the occasional break for meals. I am going to hold the line on this one. It is my side of the family and I want Elf to be there.  I want Elf to be a real part of our family, even though Dumbledore is close to giving up on that.   Cleo is optional, but she is really not safe on her own right now. She is having too much trouble with vertigo. She is being tested for POTS this week.  Cleo is doing a better job than Elf about communicating with us. I am not sure how she is feeling about being a member of the household. She does not have any other options. That has to color her perception quite a bit.   I feel like we have taken in two badly traumatized strays. I want them to recover so they can go back to the wild and live on their own as functioning adults. No one knows how long that is going to take. I also feel that it is important for them to exercise agency in dealing with their situation. They are adults, not children. So I am doing what I can to make my daily life sustainable without counting on them for anything. It would help a lot if they talked to Dumbledore more so that he was happy about having them as part of the household.