Tiny Freedom

My days are a little bit more free now after I had a conversation of feeling overwhelmed.  It wasn't working and helping someone.  It's the fact that there are others who just do as they please and things keep piling up on me.  The lurker makes their return and they can take some responsibility.

It was the initial plan for the lurker to handle this situation.  I will always make myself available for the person that needs help.  I know their focus isn't with helping me, only occasionally and I know they will.  I am falling farther behind and I didn't realize I had as many assignments as I did.  I doubt if I can close any out but I can at least make progress.

The monster is actually shoveling.  My mom is doubtful now about him leaving.  I think it's a little too late. I don't think it's the shoveling. I think it's the money and not paying the rent on time.  It's a dusting outside.  That's the thing with him.  He would shovel if we had some snow but then he wouldn't other times.  You couldn't count on him and if you had to go somewhere, it was hard to figure out if you had to do it yourself.  No, he's going.  I doubt he probably shoveled out back by the garage.  If he did shovel, he might have been told by the landlord.

My mom was doing dishes and listening to Lawrence. I could hear her sniffling and I asked her if she was ok.  She said no.  The criminals that are being pardoned upset her. I shut off the laptop and said we're not doing this to ourselves.  I said there's going to be more and we have to protect our mental health.  I told her about the rumor that the Klements facility in our old neighborhood was raided but it turned out to be an inspection.  It's going to happen here in Milwaukee as well as other cities, unfortunately.

My heart is just broken for the Capitol police officers, like Harry Dunn and Michael Fanone.  I am really becoming quite fond of Congressman Eric Swawell.  He's just a good human and I won't hesitate to turn on a live feed for him if he's on Instagram.  We need more of him and less of well, you know, Marjorie Taylor Greene's.  It's exhausting and it's day 4?  

I am going to enjoy being able to have a little bit of freedom and be able to get up and move around a little bit more.  Maybe I'll tap dance in my room if the monster is home doing his "work at home" days.  Yeah.  Is that why the door smells like weed?

I told my mom I wanted to watch some of the home and garden shows because now I know who this Tarek Moussa is from watching Selling Sunset.  It might be a nicer distraction than listening to the Real Housewives.

I am so happy to get my hair cut.  I haven't had one since September.  My mom did an ok for something with impaired eyesight.  Definitely better than some of the hair cuts I've gotten from professionals in the past.

I hope the good humans have a good day.  Keep the faith.  Protect your mental health.