Andrew gave me a spiral ginger plant. They also gave me a copy of Amanda Gorman’s poem that she read at the Inauguration. Alex gave me calming tea she created.
At one point during the evening I saw a text from Clare asking if I’d seen her video. I figured I’d wait until Andrew and Alex left before checking it out. Then Dean checked his phone and showed us the video. Clare recorded herself singing the chorus of Dan Bern’s Jerusalem!
This was a memorable Mother’s Day. The only thing missing was Clare, but she nearly made up for her absence.
Clare had an article published in the online version Inner Sleeve Magazine, a PNW publication. You can read the entire article (‘For Aletha. Against Comus, Against Erebus. An Invitation to Become Childlike- In Order to Save the World!‘) on their Instagram page.
As I wrote the last post I kept thinking that I needed to remember to add something about my daughter’s new job, but I ended up not including it. That’s just as well because it really needed a post of its own.
Pretty much ever since my daughter moved to Olympia she had her sights set on working for a non-profit organization called GRuB (Garden-Raised Bounty). She worked as an intern there for a couple of years and applied for a position at GRuB several times over the past few years. Over the past year she had a temporary position at GRuB doing several things including updating the website and posting on the organizations various social media pages.
GRuB finally offered her a non-temp position as the grants coordinator. This is such a wonderful opportunity, not only because she’s now working for an organization she admires, but she’ll have lots of experience with grant writing, something she’s done for her current position at a second-hand bookstore.
This move is not without some angst because she loves working at bookstores and considers herself a “bookslinger” at heart.
I’m so proud that she persevered and will be working at a place she loves.
I think this covid shit has finally worn me down. I’ve not been visited by many delights — or maybe I have and I have not recognized them. I’ve been sad and angry many of these days, although there have been a few bright spots.
In no particular order some contenders for delights:
Andrew and Alex joined us for Superbowl Sunday and a chili dinner (and a Zoom chat with Alex’s folks)
I’ve had some nice chats with Clare
We met with some friendly folks from a landscaping company about our backyard.
In today’s mail we received the second issue of Oak Journal, a self-described anti-civilization journal. I would have never heard of this journal had Clare not published an article focusing on plastic words in the most recent issue.
I was already delightfully proud of my amazing and talented firstborn. This article only increased that pride. I would likely have been proud of her had I not understood the article, however it was very well-written and even a lay-person like myself could comprehend the entire article. That’s good, because that’s sort of what the article was about — using language that is understandable, not vague or pliable — not plastic.
Plastic words, such as management and development mean many different things in many different situations, so much so that they end up meaning nothing at all, although they sound authoritative in their various contexts.
In the article, Clare goes deeper into discussing a few of the plastic words and the different ways in which they are used. She not only discusses the problem, but proposes a few solutions.
From what I understand, some of the other authors in this issue of Oak Journal are renowned in their fields. For instance, John Zerzan is listed as an American author (and anarchist) on Wikipedia. I’ve not read any of the other articles, but I will.
And I will reread Clare’s. It’s likely I won’t see her until one of us feels safe to get on an airplane again, which may not be for at least another six months. It’s already been 10 months since we were together. I miss her. She’s one of the biggest joys in my life.
Labor Day has often been problematic for me. It usually meant I was either a student or teacher who was returning to school the next day or had recently returned to school. I never much liked school — it had other people there and other people scared me most of my life. More recently, September meant spend-down and many of the projects on which I worked put off accessibility until they knew they had leftover money that they had to spend before the end of the fiscal year. It was a VERY busy month.
This year I had no school to return to nor a potentially busy month, so the day was not much different than any other day, making it, if not delightful, not dreadful.
Husband went kayaking for most of the day again, so the house was, again, mine for several hours. I spent it cleaning out my dresser which does not sound like a delightful task, but it ended up being just that. Without discarding any of my clothes, I will no longer have to swap winter/summer clothes again because I organized all my dresser clothes in my dresser + the empty drawer under my side of the bed. The closet is next!
I am surprised how quickly this week is going, especially compared to last week, which seemed like a month. I think I might have found a solution to my not-quite-right feelings about my new life (delight!) Details below.
I spent much of today writing lists — long-term goals and regular goals — trying to organize my mind around how to spend my day-to-day retirement time. Then (being a “technology will solve everything” kind of gal) I searched for an app to help with those lists. I ended up downloading the Habitica app again, a program I’ve used before, but always discarded mostly because I don’t like the game aspect of it.
The program divides tasks into three categories:
Habits — things you want to change about yourself, good or bad
Dailies — regular goals, can be daily, weekly, bi-weekly, monthly, etc.
To-Do — long-term goals
I like that you can create checklists for the goals (not habits though) to divide it into manageable tasks. Another thing I like about this app is that it can be used either as a mobile app or on a desktop, so it is always in my pocket, but I can enter or edit the goals on the computer if I want.
Everything this program does can be done with pen and paper, but this is easier for me.
Another delight today was a phone call from Clare. Even though she was upset about work, it is always nice to talk to her and I always feel honored that she feels comfortable unloading on me.