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Friday 5: Double Stuf

May 27, 2022

Happy Friday! I am off from work today and feeling peppy (for now) so let’s give the Friday 5 a quick whirl, shall we? This week’s theme is Double Stuf. While I enjoy Double Stuf Oreo, my preferred Oreo is the classic Oreo. Oreo Thins are as weak as a strongly worded Democratic Party Tweet. (The Democrats get my money and work for me, so I can complain.)

What do you have two of because while you knew you had one, you couldn’t find it so you bought a new one?
A push broom for sweeping up grass clippings and other outdoor detritus. I *thought* I had one but couldn’t find it in the garage so I ended up purchasing the exact same one. Turns out the first one had fallen on the ground on its side behind the beach chairs. Oops. Now we can tandem sweep I guess.
What do you own none of because it’s convenient to borrow it from someone else?
A Cricut machine. My mom has one so I take my ideas over to her place.
What do you own an old version of because it still works fine even though it’s very old?
I own two Bliss “zero-gravity” chairs. The frames and seats are always fine, it’s just the elastic that gives out. I purchase replacement elastic online and restring them when I need to.
What do you own identical versions of because you like to have one in different places?
Thanks to Zenni, I now own 3 pair of glasses in my current prescription and 2 pair in my prior one. I have glasses everywhere now and never again will I have to tear through the house looking for my one pair of glasses so I can see the TV or drive somewhere. The frames are different though.
What are you most likely to upgrade when an upgrade is available, even if you’re happy with the one you’ve got?
I have a Disney MagicBand from January that is perfectly fine and will work for a while to get me into the hotel room, onto rides, into the parks, and charges onto my credit card. It is Disney snack themed. But … but! They are beta-ing a new version that will interact with items in the park (if you’re a longer-term parks person, think about Pal Mickey’s interactivity) and I really want it for our September trip.

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Sick and tired of being sick and tired

May 26, 2022

I have been a grown-ass adult for decades now and I cannot remember a time where so many terrible events were happening in such rapid succession. There is no respite. It’s all so heavy.

Current events are terrible and I am sick about the mass murders of Black shoppers in Buffalo and schoolchildren in Texas. I have no coherent words to share, except for a very insightful idea from a TikTok that instead of using the term “Gun Control” we should be using “Gun Responsibility” and force politicians to come out against responsibility. I’ll find the creator and credit her.

murphy dozing on the sofa — Current mood

And now here’s the part where I whine about still being sick. With everything going on, my issues are trivial, but this is the only diary I have so here we go.

I finally tested negative yesterday and my lizard brain was convinced that a negative test meant I had crossed the finish line. But the fatigue remains. I’ll have a good day and then be wiped out the next day. Today was a wiped out day. I feel like I’m wearing sandbags. I had planned on going into the office but when the alarm went off, the body said NOPE. I dragged downstairs 3 minutes before I was to log in for the day. I shortened my lunchtime walk with Murphy. By 3pm I was on the sofa with my laptop. My day ended at 4:30 and I was asleep by 4:45. I slept until 6:15 and I could have slept all night long.

Here’s a funny story: I do think my sense of smell was mostly gone. A few days ago I was in my hammock out back and was being bothered by a bunch of flies. Where were the flies coming from? A fresh pile of dog poop next to my hammock (thanks, Murphy) which went completely unnoticed by me because I couldn’t smell it.

WM’s recovery is slow. He visited the doctor because his cough won’t quit. He’s on an inhaler now and if the cough doesn’t go away by the weekend, the doc wants to send him for lung x-rays to look for pneumonia. Yay. He was home all last week and most of this week.

My MIL is unscathed. I credit that to her extra booster and our split-level house. While we were sick we stayed downstairs coming down early in the morning and going up to bed after she went to bed. She stayed upstairs.

Nephews A and B have it, too. Keep that household in your thoughts, please. B is too young to be vaccinated. Ugh, my nerves.

Tomorrow is my first Summer Friday. Normally I’d head to the beach or boardwalk but the weather isn’t going to be great and I don’t want to exhaust myself and end up flopped on a bench for the afternoon.

I’m tired of being patient.

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Life

We caught Covid.

May 18, 2022

I didn’t catch it from HersheyPark last August, or the indoor wedding that I was advised to skip in October, or from the Walt Disney World trip in January. Or from going to see a show in February, or going back to the office 1x/week starting in March*, or from going to TNP’s giant conference in mostly-unmasked Tennessee. Not even the baseball game on Mother’s Day. Or from the now-dozens of times I’ve eaten indoors in restaurants.

I didn’t catch it from any of those bad decisions.

positive covid test — Look at that T line, brightly doing its thing.

Instead, I caught it from doing mundane errands on a Tuesday. Tuesday, the dullest day of the week. Tuesday, May 10th. I took BrunhIIlde to a NJ inspection center before work, stopping at Dunkin’ Donuts for a coffee and muffin on the way home. I worked at home all day and after work ran to Target for some groceries. I masked at Dunkin’ and Target, but not at the inspection station because it’s in a big garage structure with both sides open. But masking doesn’t work when you’re one of a handful in the store with it on, and we’re at a point where the only ones who can be blamed for this mess are the ones spreading harmful misinformation or the government that quit being proactive and forthright about Covid months ago.

Wednesday I was fine. Thursday night I was a little hoarse, but chalked it up to work’s HVAC, which sometimes blows the dust around. Thursday night into Friday morning, I laid awake in bed wondering if I was catching a cold. Friday morning I woke up with a cold. I tested negative, so continued about my day. I felt really run down Friday afternoon so took the afternoon off for a nap.

Saturday I woke up and was definitely unwell. I tested again Saturday morning, and if you’re familiar with an at-home Covid test, you do the snot collection, mix it with fluid, drop some fluid into a test cartridge, and wait for the results. As the fluid absorbs its way up the test strip the control line usually appears first, and if you’re positive, the test line will appear below the control line within 10-15 minutes. I have done this dozens of times. But on that particular Saturday, the test line showed up immediately, even before the control line appeared. I thought the test was bad, but when the fluid hit where the control line was, that line showed up immediately as well.

It was the only two line positive test I’ve ever seen. 😉

I didn’t even have the luxury of the 10 minute wait to worry. Done. Positive. I left a message for my doctor, and when he called back we talked about Paxlovid. He thought I’d get through this fine, so we didn’t go that route.

sofa with tissues, dayquil, snacks, and water in the background — My Covid Corner.

WM tested positive on Sunday, May 15th. His birthday. He didn’t catch it from the thousands of now-unmasked students at his high school. He caught it from me.

My MIL is still fine, and although we’re taking plenty of precautions, this is very contagious. But she has had her 2nd booster and I hope it’s doing its thing.

His and Hers matching positive Covid tests

And here we are, on day 6. To say that this strain of symptomatic Covid is “like” a cold or bronchitis or flu is wrong, because I know how my body works with those illnesses and this one is brand new. I had a high fever, but it didn’t give me chills like a fever does. And it disappeared without breaking. The fever just … left. I had head congestion so severe that my head and eyes throbbed for days. I experienced fatigue that was so deep that I couldn’t really sleep. My taste and smell are dulled but not gone. My appetite is non-existent. That is not me. I never lose my appetite. Bizarre. Like nothing else I’ve had.

I worked this morning and by lunch was pooped, so I took a half sick day to recuperate. Tomorrow I’ll aim for a full day.

My congestion is easing up, but my voice is shaky and I have a dry cough. Today is my last day that I have to remain in the house. Starting tomorrow, I can go out as long as I wear a mask for the next five days. I’ll take a test first.

With every ounce of sincerity, I am so thankful that I had the privilege to stave it off this long. Yes, this 2022 strain is rough, but Alpha and Delta were killers. I am thankful I had the privilege to buy time and get vaccinated and boosted, and I wonder what this would have felt like without.

In a very weird way, I’m glad to just get this over with. I’ve been so frightened for so long and when that second line popped up (first – it was really really fast!) I felt a wave of relief.

Looking forward to getting completely past this and enjoying my immunity bump this summer.

* My choice – TNP is bringing us back 1 day a month starting this summer. But we’re not banned from the office so I’ve been using it as my $7/day coworking space.

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Show Us Your Books – May 2022

May 11, 2022

I haven’t updated since last book review? And I have how many crummy drafts? Five? Do I even do the April Extras now that we’re 11 days into May? Eh, it’ll all shake out. It’s just a blog, not a job.

Three books read this month! Goodreads is still asking me to set a goal. Not this year.

Onto the books! I use the Goodreads rating system, which is:

One star: did not like it
Two stars: it was ok
Three stars: liked it
Four stars: really liked it
Five stars: it was amazing

Beard in Mind (Winston Brothers #4) by Penny Reid– Okay, listen. I’m far past caring about any individual brother in this series. I am instead completely fascinated by the little town of Green Valley, Tennessee and how it’s just the epicenter of any drama you can think of. Shit goes DOWN in Green Valley. With this book’s Winston brother (Beau) finding his soulmate girl, it becomes FOUR Winston brothers finding twoo wuv in exactly one year. I figure this because their mother was already dead in book 1, and this book has the 1 year anniversary of her passing. So in this book, Cletus (book 3, hooked up with banana cake girl) hires Shelley to work at the Winston auto shop because Beau’s twin Duane (book 1) and Jessica are going to Spain. And in the background plans are being made for Jethro (book 2) and Sienna’s wedding.

Shelley has OCD and came to Green Valley to pull herself together and seek help from a local therapist. Shelley has actual, real, OCD and not the “tee hee I have to make sure the curling iron is unplugged 3 times before I leave tee hee” kind of OCD. Shelly has ugly, compulsive OCD and I’d imagine if you weren’t familiar with OCD it could be very tough to read. Meanwhile, Beau is having troubles reconciling that the Pain named Duane is traveling shortly into Spain. (I tried.) While Beau certainly supports Shelley’s efforts to cope with her illness, he does not rescue her from it. The progress she makes belong to her, and I appreciate that. There is also not a “I’m healed and all of my loose ends are tied up!” moment, which is also appreciated.

And of course the Iron Wraiths, the most evil Biker Club in the world is about to drop a family secret on Beau that will tear the Winston family asunder. Spoiler: it won’t. You know from the minute the secret is hinted (there is one moment early on in the book that jumps out and gives you a huge hint of what’s coming) at that it won’t.

My recommendation is to read the books in this series pretty close together because I haven’t and for me, the brothers all seem to blend together. Unless the passage mentions the girl they’re with, I confuse them. Also, this book runs concurrently with the Cletus/banana cake girl book.

Content warnings for domestic violence, self harm, and a very real and gritty look at OCD that may upset people. Three stars and I hope in book 5 the town of Green Valley hosts the Olympics.

Recursion by Blake Crouch – Holy wow. What if there was an invention that sent people back into a past memory and allowed them to change a decision? Terribad, right? RIGHT. This book was freaking amazing and I hated to put it down. Sci-fi thriller isn’t my genre of choice but once I told myself that I didn’t have to pass a written exam demonstrating 100% reading comprehension of the more neurosciencey parts, I was able to let go and allow the plot to swallow me whole. If you do not “get” some of the deep memory theories, you’re still going to enjoy the book.

She is forty-nine, and she wonders if this is what feeling old really means—not just a physical deterioration, but an interpersonal. A growing silence caused by the people you most love, who have shaped you and defined your world, going on ahead into whatever comes after.
Blake Crouch, Recursion.

This quote made me feel very seen and I do not like it.

Five stars and a standing ovation. Am I sci-fi thriller fan now? Content warning for suicide, murder, nuclear destruction, “I’m the government and I’m here to help,” and science.

Remember: The Science of Memory and the Art of Forgetting by Lisa Genova – I knew that I’d enjoy this book because it’s the type of conversational non-fiction book that scratches my non-fiction itch. In a very accessible way, Genova teaches the reader the different types of memory, how memories are stored, and a few tips on improving your memory that are proven by science . I really enjoyed it, but the anecdotes did become repetitive. Yes, okay, Yo-Yo Ma forgot his cello in a taxi trunk. Got it.

Takeaways: it’s absolutely fine to ‘offload’ memory tasks as calendar reminders, shopping lists, and other documentation. Sleep more. It’s perfectly natural to walk into a room and forget why you walked into that room.

Four stars! If you’re a little worried about your flaky memory, this book helps.

Currently reading: The Storyteller: Tales of Life and Music by Dave Grohl. I’m really enjoying this memoir so far.

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Show Us Your Books – April 2022

April 12, 2022

Guess who’s back?
Back again?
Kim is back…
tell a friend!

I did a lot of reading in prep for my CAE exam in December and it put me off from pleasure reading for a while. Which is okay! I knew the desire to read would return eventually and in March it quietly knocked on the door and I let it back in. While I didn’t even set a Goodreads goal for 2022 I’m just going to play this by ear. Don’t force yourself to do things you’re not into and call it pleasure, okay?

Goodreads, bless its heart, is still suggesting I set a modest 12-book goal.

Onto the books! I use the Goodreads rating system, which is:

One star: did not like it
Two stars: it was ok
Three stars: liked it
Four stars: really liked it
Five stars: it was amazing

The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo by Taylor Jenkins Reid – I bought this book last year when it was on sale and I knew that if I had to get back into reading, a juicy Taylor Jenkins Reid book was the way to go. This is the story of legendary Hollywood actress Evelyn Hugo and Monique Grant, the young woman who Evelyn recruited to write her authorized biography. As in any story that features seven husbands, there are all sorts of scandals and terrible, complicated situations. And as in any Taylor Jenkins Reid book, there’s a “ooooooo” twist toward the end. Even though I knew it was coming, it still knocked me for a loop. Don’t let older people lie to you — all of today’s societal ills existed back in the golden days too. But it was so juicy. Evelyn was a gutsy dame. Content warning for domestic violence, homophobia, and suicide. Four stars.

The Lightmaker’s Manifesto by Karen Walrond – I have been reading Walrond’s blog Chookooloonks for a very long time. She’s one of the OG mom bloggers who managed to springboard herself out of that mom blogger pigeonhole and created another career for herself.

At this point all I look for from these kind of inspirational self-help-but-not-really books are a few gems that I can remember for more than an hour after I finish the book. And that’s what I got. It didn’t knock my socks off like it did for many on Goodreads and I think it’s because of the conversational first-person narration. I don’t need to know if the person she was talking to leaned in and whispered conspiratorially. But this was fine. Three stars.

Last Summer at the Golden Hotel by Elyssa Friedland – another entry in my favorite genre of “rich, privileged families and all of their trashy secrets.” Two men open a resort hotel in the Catskills which entwines their families for three generations. But like all Catskills resorts of that era, time was not kind to the Golden Hotel and in 2019 their families have to come together to decide on whether to sell to a casino developer.

It was sweet and sentimental and was cruising toward a four-star review but then she wedged in a “babies fix everything” plot device that wasn’t even necessary. It did nothing for the plot except artificially elevating a character to SAGE PARENT which made the family not think of them as so much of a sad sack anymore. It didn’t even do anything for the parents’ relationship. Person just continued making their side piece a main piece and had a bonus baby a few days a week. There were also some unsavory actions revealed that were handwaved away because it was “for a baby” and that didn’t sit right with me. But I understand I can be touchy about that kind of thing.

There were plenty of body-shaming comments too, which I know was meant to show how catty one of the characters was, but there are many other ways to show cattiness. She did this with the Floating Feldmans as well. Three stars.

Currently reading: Remember: The Science of Memory and the Art of Forgetting by Lisa Genova

It’s good to be back. 🙂

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