Working On A Quirky Graph

There seems to be no full proof way to be sure the offering you are making to the universe will appropriately bring the current circle of ridiculousness to a close. No reassuring nod from the stars when you lay down the herbs you’ve cultivated out of your garden and shaken from expired bottles in your pantry. The wind doesn’t gently uplift the flame pushed out of the extended lighter, instead blowing the whole setup slightly out of alignment, turning what was a bid for peace and tranquility into a random request for an all night kegger involving local stray cats posturing for the best yard with bird feeders in them, bands playing late at local dive restaurants (is that even a thing?) loudly and off key and random lotharios driving slowly trying to pick up summer snacks.

Maybe there was too much cayenne.

It is summer in this fair city, which brings with it a whole host of bad decisions including everyone and their brother shooting off fireworks. I’m not sure Bear was always scared of those specific loud noises, however after a couple of months living here, the repeated gunfire at the house next door has proved too much and rolled over into a loud noises evil conglomerate. This poor guy has spent the majority of the week under some sort of drug influence just trying to keep the anxiety at bay. I will start looking into CBD shortly just cause the traditional options I’ve used in the past are not making as much of an impact as I would like.

Luckily most of the major work on the house has been completed. They are done with the tuckpointing and now I just wait for a few months to get the windows I ordered. And now I get to spend the rest of the year saving up for more work to be done next year. The big stuff though, the stuff that made the house unsafe and allowed the weather outside to wander inside has been taken care of or will be taken care of soon.

Which means at the beginning of fall I shouldn’t be able to hear the questionable music from the end of the street.

I’m ready for the biggest concerns with the house to be whether or not I have an actual place for the dahlia roots I still need to plant, how hard it is to just buy dirt by the bag and completely replace a whole garden or if it is more cost effective to have someone come out and do that since what I seem to be finding is clay and sand, as well as start searching for just the right bush to plant on the other side of my porch.

Meanwhile, I’m back in the interview process for a completely different job and am a little more nervous this time around. I can almost hear a clock counting down at the job and have some trepidation going into the week. My boss is out on med leave, but the week from hell, or last week, kicked into high gear when I realized I wasn’t paid correctly. Several conversations later it was determined I was given a pay cut without any notice, or conversations from HR. My boss actually requested I call her while she’s on leave, and while I don’t believe they had any malicious intent, the end result is still the same. She told me she would have her boss get in touch with me immediately and that they had already talked to the manager watching the department for them and let that person know they need to advocate for me.

Needless to say, I didn’t get a call or another conversation. To be fair, it was a short week due to the holiday, so I’m waiting to see how the conversation goes this week.

I’d rather be focusing on my garden. On the black beans and squash trying to come up in the back and the lettuce I seem to have growing in the community garden.

Although, honestly, all I’ve done this weekend is veg and read. It is the first mini vacation I’ve taken in a few months. I’ll regret it tomorrow when I have mini projects and upskilling I need to do, but currently?

I need a nap.