Wednesday, September 9, 2015
Cloudy and hot
Tough few days. Friday was very difficult. I barely held it together (and sometimes didn’t). But I survived the day, and got home.
Went to bed early. Saturday, I’d do one thing, go back to bed. It was a gorgeous day, and I wish I could have enjoyed it more.
I managed to do some writing, and to get started on a solid fall cleaning, including the living room rug.
I’m playing with a few ideas that take me into a different direction, along with trying to keep up with my regular deadlines. The difference in each piece’s organic internal pace is very interesting, and sometimes the scenes that need the tightest, fastest pacing are the slowest to write.
In the middle of Saturday afternoon, my phone died. Not particularly surprising, considering it’s an Alcatel. It was too late and I was too exhausted to do anything about it on Saturday afternoon.
So, I went to Best Buy on Sunday. They were perfectly pleasant, but, as usual, unhelpful. They sent me over to T Mobile, my carrier. T Mobile was also unhelpful — and, had I bought a new phone from them, they would not have honored the fact that I just paid for the month’s plan, and made me buy it again. The phone, of course, was two months out of warranty — in other words, built to fail.
T Mobile sent me back to Best Buy, where I bought an inexpensive BLU phone that I can use with multiple carriers. I’d planned to dump T Mobile at the beginning of October anyway, and with this phone, I can keep this month’s paid-for plan, and then switch over next month.
Of course, all the photos I took in the past year are lost, as are all my contacts. So much for “tech assistance”. There was an issue with reading the SIM card at first — and I figured it out, not the so-called technicians. In any scenario where I am the most tech-savvy person in the room, we are in big trouble.
Not happy with Alcatel, not happy with T Mobile, not as happy as I could be with Best Buy, although they helped me put a Band-Aid on the situation.
Also, lost a half a day that was supposed to be for writing, which REALLY makes me unhappy.
I resent having to have a phone in the first place — I LOATHE the phone — and I hate the fact that the whole mobile phone industry is, basically, a giant scam.
I do like the new phone, though. It’s much crisper than the other phone, and, so far, runs much, much better. So, we’ll see.
I mowed the terraced back on Saturday, and got the front mowed yesterday. It was too hot Sunday and Monday to really do much. I also started cutting back what needs to be cut back in preparation for autumn, and yanked out some stuff that planted itself where I didn’t want it. Basically, tidying things up. The grass is brown and crisp, since I don’t have a sprinkler system, nor do I use chemicals or rolls of sod. I’ll put down some fertilizer soon, and then some grass seed.
Got some writing and reading done on Monday; a bit of cleaning. Tried to rest up, but I’m just not getting back my energy.
Unhappy that I’m being thrown under the bus on one project when someone else fucked up, but that’s life. Concerned about the direction of another project.
Violet still isn’t healthy. She was better over the weekend, and then worse again yesterday — because she got into Tessa’s food. I’m worried about her.
This will be a very long week, and I simply don’t feel I have the resources for it.