magical time

When Wolfgang goes out of town, lucky him, he has a willing person to check on and feed his cat, Maisey. That person would be me.

Maisey is not the most social of cats, but she's figured out that I'm the food person, so I think she likes me. I wish we could just have her stay at our house, but clearly, all hell would break loose if she did. Our cat is not fit to share with other cats - it's how he got booted from his first home and ended up with us. 

Bottom line, I go to Wolfgang's every day if he's out of town, which has been the case recently. 

It's a pleasant 10-mile bicycle round trip from my house to Maisey's. If I go there after work, it's more like 12 miles, mostly flat. Wolfgang lives in a modern apartment complex downtown. When I go there, I feel like one of those bike messengers, in the elevator with my bicycle, on a mission.

The building has private entrances along interior hallways. Several of them have welcome mats. This one intrigued me back around Halloween.

How fun, right?

Except... I was there again this week. The Ouija board "welcome" is still there. Apparently, it's not a Halloween decoration, but a permanent fixture. Heh, those jokesters... I think

Not far from that is this set up

I have no idea the signifigance, if any, of the white wreath. But the mat reminds me of the illuminati symbol or Eye of Providence, which again, I really don't know its message. 

I guess the inhabitants just want to keep their floors clean.

In other news, the college students (and teachers and tutors, for that matter) are dragging butts to make it to fall break. After that, there's one more week and then finals. Meanwhile, I'm planning my schedule for spring semester while students are hoping to not have to retake any classes. This isn't high school. Actual failure is now an option.

Maybe they can summon outside forces for finals. Magic 8-ball?

things change

I was feeling the need for a change and rearranged my little sanctum that I share with the cat.

This room was a cold, dank, unfinished portion of our garden level basement when we first looked at this house. Between that time and the time we moved in - as it was then a rental - the previous owners DIYed a quick little space.

It became my and Napolion's space, although he'd probably say it's his space that he lets me use sometimes. It is the one area of the house off limits to the dogs because of the variety of "snacks" (it is both the cat's dining room and bathroom).

It's cozy and comfy and mine. I rearranged, hoping to make it feel more spacious. It feels like it worked. 

This table, though. It's old, and like a human, it's got a few sags, dimples, and  unexplained blotches.

I've started looking for a replacement - something between kid's desk and professional's work surface. I'm finding a lot of both ends of the spectrum, not so much in the middle. 

The cat was keen to inspect, and seems satisfied enough with the change of digs.

He seems to have little concern about the crappy table.

Today was beautiful weather-wise. A gift after a cold, cloudy, damp several days that I was not quite yet acclimated for. I thought, "what a nice day for cleaning up the yard", and then thought I must be getting old to have that come to mind so quickly. 

Well, if the shoe fits...

Alegra la noche

Yesterday afternoon, on the way home from work, the city had a station set up, giving away free stuff. Yes, I consider myself a minimalist, but that won't stop me from checking out some free stuff.

They were giving away bike lights, reflector bands - like for your sleeve or pant leg - and reflective shoe laces. I partook of the bike lights (the freebie tail light turned out to be total crap, but the headlight's a winner) and the shoe laces. The occasion was "Brighten the Night", sponsored by the city. I guess it for  now that we're back to standard time, heading toward winter solstice.

The utilities people were there too, and I got a 4-pack of LED light bulbs. Generous of them. I was on my bicycle and really needed to play some excellent tetris to get everything in my bag.

This week has felt weird. Early darkness coupled with the election - tutor students looking for ease of anxiety, and not just the math kind. So we worry about the things we can control. Math is friendly that way. No ambiguity.

Speaking of controlling and brightness, I upped my visibility as I mentioned recently, regarding the early morning runs in the dark.

Snapped a couple of pics out in the pre-sunrise wilds this morning before the snow moves in.

My new vest not only is reflective, but has built in lights - front and back. Three light modes: fast blink. slow blink, and steady. I swear the fast blink has seizure inducing quality. I stay away from that. 

Stay seen and sane, everyone 👍

ground control

Happy November! It's a beautiful fall morning here. I partook of the popular pastime known as rake-all-the-damn-leaves for a while. Now I'm sluggishly chilling. Sluggishly because maybe allergies combined with the flu shot I got yesterday. Plus, apparently, my dependence on caffeine, which I've not yet had today.

I'm not a fan of changing clocks, but I'm feeling rather appreciative of the extra hour we get this weekend. But, let me wrap up the week, bullet style

• At the testing center, we underwent required "de-escalation" training. Out of curiosity, I'd asked Boss why we were required to do this, as it had never been part of the plethora of other required trainings. His answer, "Something happened at one of the other testing centers, and I've already told you too much"

Well, okay then. Bring on the training. Presented by a couple of our security guys (Work Study loved it), it was good common sense reminders. We all felt pretty good about how well we work together to de-escalate such situations.

The VERY NEXT day, dude bullies his way in, gets all upset because he can't keep his cellphone with him (?!) while taking his test. Spends 9 minutes failing a test he was given 2 hours to complete, flings a chair (it was on wheels, so it just went for a fun roll, not hitting anything/ one), and storms out with a parting, "F*CK Y'ALL!!"

Not gonna lie, my calming strategies from the prior day's training took a back burner to my inner seething. Same for my coworkers Blossom and Sarge. But we kept it together enough to, at least, not escalate things. From his parting salutation, I was reminded of the pride banner hanging over the disabilities services office:

And I thought, "Well, how wondefully inclusive of him"

• On the tutoring side of things, I was talking with one of my tutees. He's majoring in mechanical engineering and told me he's interested in becoming "an agricultural engineer on Mars". Whoa.

Apparently, there's a fair amount of research going into the colonization of Mars. Still, I think it'll be a while. But hey, he's young, and it's nice to have a focused goal.  

Meanwhile, I struggle to grow a decent garden here on Earth.  

*the shadow of a lover goes dancing by...

oh, nope. Just a little pooch.

The days are getting shorter and colder and I like it! We are under a freeze warning for tonight. I say "bring it!" a.k.a. kill the allergens, already.

I went for an enjoyable run this morning. The thermometer said 37F and the feels like said 30. I had a hard time remembering what I should wear for such conditions. As it happened, I had on one too many layers, but nothing crazy.

I enjoy being out there in the dark and quiet - after talking myself out of sleeping in.  Fall is my favorite time of year. Soon, the early morning hours will be icy and unwelcoming, but currently, they're perfect. 

There's very little activity at that time of day, save for a handful of dog walkers who seemingly like the feel of the dark, quiet, early mornings too. I shuffled by a few of them, each of us acknowledging each other briefly before continuing our morning solitudes - pondering our life choices, or unable to shake a random earworm.

Some have small lights on their dogs, others wear lighted/reflective vests and/or headlights. Me, I have a headlight, but nothing else to really help the visibility. 

I was over on J. Bezos's store site, looking at light vests, pondering. 


It's reminiscent of my glory days as an elementary school crossing guard.


Now THAT was high fashion.


sigh what to wear?

*This run's earworm:

awaiting outcomes

It seems my skeletal friend at the college got a job in facilities. I spotted him riding shotgun in one of the maintenance trucks. Safety goggles protecting the non-existent eyeballs.

My ballot tracker service has informed me that my ballot's been received. We dropped ours off over the weekend. It was quite lengthy - lots of proposed ammendments in addition to the big thing on the ballot. We'll see where we are in a week. It's likely to be ugly no matter the outcome. 

This looks to be another busy week of stressed out students as the semester winds down. Over in testing, Blossom is still often out. Last week, it seems, she actually was battling a real illness. All that slacking has come back to haunt her because she's out of sick days. 

She was in yesterday, and I asked how she's doing. She admitted that she needs "to take better care" of herself. After battling real health issues, she's already sick of going to the doctor's. Will things turn around? We shall see.

lunch

On abreak  during work yesterday, I sat down next to this dude. He was a wonderful conversationalist.

I'm concerned that he's been working himself too hard, however. Literally, to the bone.

I should've gotten him some more pancakes.

Speaking of working too hard, Blossom continues to not. Out again Tuesday and yesterday.

At what point will it be considered just comedy?