Settler words&music in S'ólh Téméxw, (leanpub.com/upsun) living where privilege meets precarity in MST country. she/her/they———– Novels: Midnite Moving Co., Upsun; Sweep Off Those Waves coming soon, Hair Sinister after that. —Restore All Indigenous Lands!
Honest to Christ I feel like I’m taking crazy pills. Just called Keith to tell him to call Paul about his doc appt today since he may have double booked himself.
Weather and air quality pretty much same as yesterday.
1100 words today, thank goodness, now I can stop and do something useful for the household.
I got a bracing email from Ruth which set me on the right path.
64 words yesterday, at least I’ve cracked open Part III.
Drove over to Peggy’s to drop off the pie plates and didn’t realize it was Sunday so walked into the middle of the aftermath of a church service at her house. One person greeted me, I dropped the pie plates off and booked it.
Visit with Alex had hiccups – so GGma call for example – but was otherwise very pleasant. Quite hot yesterday, air not great but at least I could walk to Timmy Ho’s with Alex and Jeff. Jeff continues to be a pillar of strength.
I hope everyone has a good day. I’m a sad remnant of myself, or at least that’s how it feels. On Wednesday the sun comes out and the air gets better.
Just for Yuks I Funko Popped myself:
I’m holding a succulent and a very small guitar, if anyone cares.