I’m not great at regulating my news consumption, but in the week or so leading up to the election, I did pretty well. I should say that “news,” as it appears in The New York Times and Washington Post, is one thing. An endless stream of the world’s most extreme viewpoints reposted directly into my Twitter feed is quite another.
I knew I needed to take a prolonged Twitter break the day I told Mike Huckabee that he looks like “a melted candle that poops its pants,” which, I don’t even know what that means. (Though I stand by its accuracy.) I’m not sure it really added anything to the human conversation. So I deleted the Twitter app from my phone and mostly ignored it on my desktop.
On Saturday after the election was called (did you know it’s over? Tell the president!) I reinstalled Twitter to enjoy about 24 hours of joy and gloating. It’s gone again now because breaking up with a malignant narcissist takes more than two months under the most ideal of circumstances, and our circumstances – and the narcissist in question – are hardly ideal.
We are not doing any get-togethers for Thanksgiving this year. Virus cases in Ohio seem to take on new, eye-popping enormity every day, and family members with kids in school and daycare don’t feel good about potentially hosting a superspreader event. If we could somehow arrange for 50 degrees and sunshine on Thanksgiving, or at least during the weekend, perhaps we’ll do some quick drive-by visits. Otherwise it will be more of the same (us at home saying I dunno what do YOU want to watch), with Champagne and better food.
My small little dog had some head tremors on Friday, and according to the internet, these are usually harmless and go away on their own (like the stupid wart). She seems fine, but I will take her to the vet I don’t like anymore just in case. The vet takes good care of my dogs but they were jackholes about the wart and also the kennel cough, but switching vets in a re-escalating pandemic is not my idea of a good time, so we’ll stick with them for now.
I received my balance board yesterday and I don’t know if I ordered the right one. It goes back and forth but not in all directions and I’m not sure how challenging that would be to balance on? Maybe it is best not to be distracted by too much when I’m also trying to multitask during a meeting, heh heh.
This weekend I recorded my British TV podcast and cleaned the bejesus out of my bathroom, including scrubbing the floor grout with a variety of brushes. Our primary bathroom is very annoying and extremely ugly, but because it is functional and I dislike inconvenience AND it’s difficult to get a contractor right now (due to everyone is doing house shit), we are stuck with it for a while. Thus I have taken it upon myself to make it surgical-suite clean, not that it is ever really all that dirty, but I have watched a lot of GoCleanCo Instagram stories.
I guess my primary question to…many people is WHY DOES WHITE GROUT EXIST FOR FLOOR TILE, it should not be a thing. I think I’d like my next bathroom to be carved out of a single block of marble, with one big drain in the middle, and I just fire-hose it down every few days.