Another Staycation? How fancy of me

I don't feel prepared and it doesn't feel like I'll have another week off effective next week.  I was used to just doing 3 days the first week in November to help me with my election trauma. I found out I could take a day off for my birthday as well as one for voting.  Why not?  I didn't think it would be a popular time.  Then the diva announced she would be out as well but it didn't seem like anyone knew because well she doesn't know how to fill out things properly.  Don't ask me because I make her feel stupid.  Sigh.  My mom has said repeatedly I listened to you.  You were nice to her and she's an ass.  Yeah. I know.  

I thought someone was yelling a fat comment at me when I was standing at the light waiting for it to turn green when I walked back from lunch.  I looked up as the truck passed and he yelled "Go brewers!"  I forgot I was wearing a Brewers zip up hoodie I got about 10 years ago.  I waved.  I thought wow.  My brain is trained to think the worst.  Glad to see people have a happy reason to yell out car windows.  Thank you, Milwaukee Brewers.

I saw that Frick was online.  I was not even going to bother and ask if she was going to the parade today.  Sorry if you call Milwaukee a shit hole, then stay home . 

My mom wants to watch the mid terms on Tuesday.  I'm not sure if I'm ready to watch but I feel optimistic. I wish I had the energy to phone bank but there's nothing left in the gas tank.  There will be new reasons to write postcards, text bank, phone bank, write letters in 2027.  I need a break.  I am spent.  I'll admit I am a sucker for a Jon Ossoff rally.  I wish there was more videos of David Crowley speaking.  The one I watched with Kamala Harris had crappy sound.  

I suppose I should start my day. I don't even know where to start.  Our meet up got moved to today.  At least I don't have to worry about the diva being in my stuff when I'm out. She's actually out towards the end of next week and the week after.  She'll be out the week between Christmas and New Years.  She's such a spoiled child.

I should get my day started.  Last night was the last night I'll be out walking. I'm not going to tonight.  I'll find some You Tube videos that won't make me feel pathetic doing a work out.  I'll miss listening to my podcasts after work on my walks at night.  Until maybe mid February?  We start to see a little light. I guess that's not too long.

I hope the good humans have a good day. 

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