Thursday, August 5, 2010

Details of the cat fountain at the Betsy Ross House, Philadelphia

Thursday, August 5, 2010
Waning Moon
Pluto Retrograde
Neptune Retrograde
Uranus Retrograde
Jupiter Retrograde
Rainy, hot, humid

It will be a miracle if I make it to Monday without seriously hurting someone. Lara, you got it in one — that unfettered rage is an awful feeling, isn’t it?

At least having the information helps me make more informed decisions. There were two incidents yesterday where I normally would have just gone off, but I restrained myself.

The first actually worked out for the better — the person apologized and was honest about the fracas instead of trying to do ass-coverage. Although I still felt the situation was disrespectful, I chose to accept the apology without rebuttal and we actually had a good work session.

The second time I nearly belted a check out clerk at one of my least favorite grocery stores, the A&P in Rye Brook. Not only are their prices high and their quality low, most of the employees with whom I’ve dealt over the past couple of years are the worst of the worst. It used to be a decent store, years ago, but in the past two-three years, it’s horrible. I go there about once every six weeks or so, when it’s on my way and it would be a chore to go elsewhere, but no more. I’m really sick of the clerks picking people they know out of the check-out line and serving them first, instead of taking people in the order they line up. In addition to being rude, slow, and lazy. It’s not acceptable, and I will no longer shop there. The A&P stores in this area in general have gone down the tubes in the past year, in spite of their “fresh” campaigns with Kelly Ripa. Quality down, prices up, and awful employees.

I held my temper, paid for my two items, and left. Hopefully, it will be the last time I ever have to walk through those doors. If I’m willing to drive 150 miles out of my way not to shop at Wal-Mart, I can drive an extra 5 to avoid the A&P.

The dickheads that the landlord employed to “work on the building” (which means torture the tenants) not only went up and down the fire escape and banged against the windows all day, they peeped into the neighbor’s bathroom as she showered. Because the landlord paid off the City, neither the Health Department nor the Buildings Department will take any action. They don’t have work IDs — which they are required to carry and show on demand by law. But no one will enforce that. Also, because of the dust they raised, we couldn’t have the windows open and use the fans, and we couldn’t have the air conditioning on, because the dust came through the vents. So we had to swelter inside with closed windows in 100 degree weather. Not acceptable.

I can’t leave because I can’t leave the cats. WHEN they smash one of the windows, either by accident because they’re incompetent, unskilled laborers or because they’ve been paid to smash property, I don’t want the cats sliding out of a broken third floor window and getting hurt.

Elsa had a good Reiki session yesterday, although both she and I tested positive for abnormally high levels of lead and arsenic. Like I said, the landlords are poisoning us, and the corrupt City Council lets them, because they’ve bee paid off.

Additionally, it looks like I broke a bone or several small bones in my foot, which is why it hurts. I can’t afford the $282 for X-rays, but I had it looked at, and, as far as can be told without X-rays, that’s the most likely scenario. No idea how I could have broken bones in my foot — a little weird. A cast isn’t going to do any good – I might make a poultice and just keep it rested for a few days so it can start to knit on its own. I’m trying to stay away from anyone and everyone for the next few days anyway.

We managed to get out of the house for a bit and go to the Stamford Farmer’s Market (serious limping on my part). In spite of all the astrological conflict, everyone there was lovely, as always, and we got some terrifically high quality produce at great prices. It’s one of the best markets in the area, both in quality and price, much better than the one down the street.

I have a tin Tibetan goddess statue I picked up in a second hand shop in PA a few years ago. She’s been sitting in my bookcase. I put her in the window yesterday as a deterrent for the dickhead harassers (on the inside). This morning, she’s in a different window, hanging off a plant trellis, looking out over the main road that runs past the building. Pretty funny. Guess she was busy in the night.

I have a prop that looks like a skull on a pole in one of the windows this morning. He has glowing red eyes. I was trying to download audio of hellhounds baying to run as a loop whenever they came near the window, but really, nothing that I’ve found is even remotely intimidating. Sounds more like sad puppy left alone than a baying hell hound. Unfortunately, renting a Rottweiler is not an option. Of course with my luck, I’d get the one that just wants his tummy rubbed rather than standing in the window looking intimidating!

The avocado that finally sprouted is doubling in size nearly every day. Will be interesting to see how it grows.

The purified water is a big help, and I think we’ve saved almost all the plants except for the morning glory. I think that’s a total loss.

Good first morning’s writing session. Let’s hope I can be productive today.



  1. So sorry about the broken foot! That is odd. Pick up a walking cast at the local pharmacy. I keep my daughter’s handy just in case, and it served me well when I pulled a muscle on the bottom of my foot. They’re not terribly expensive, and it’s what a doctor would do anyway. No reason you can’t manage it yourself.

  2. OH MY GOSH!!! I hope your foot heals soon! Do you have a cane you can lean on? I know, that sounds mortifying but at least it might help. And I agree with Lori on the walking cast. You can get one at a local drugstore and it WILL help.

    I took out all my aggression/irrational anger out on my beds today, those weeds didn’t stand a chance!

    I am going to throw a party the day you actually get to move out of that place!!! Here’s hoping it’s sooner rather than later!

  3. I hear on bad service grocery stores. There’s one right by my house that I refuse to use. I drive another 3 miles to the next one.

    I won’t go near Walmart either. It’s like they’re taking over or something. Call me a Target girl.

    I just read yesterday’s post. I click on your blog yesterday but got interrupted before I even got started. I love the new name and congrats on the deal.

  4. The walking cast idea sounds like a good one. Breaking bones in the foot is very easy to do, fractures are the most common. I hope it heals soon.
    I’m glad the session went well for you and Elsa. And am hoping that the bad-ness of your environment lightens soon.

  5. Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry for everything you’re going through. It always seems to hit all at once, doesn’t it? I can go months without a single bad thing happening to me, and then in the space of a week get sick, get in a car accident, lose my favorite client, and download a virus on my computer. The universe does have a sense of humor.

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