Anne N. Mouse: Blog

I found an early version of a shmart car in my price range, needless to say I'm pleased to have transport that probably can do a round trip from where I work to Redding and back on less than 6 gallons of gas.... I haven't checked that out entirely yet, but it seems that the trip down hill is easier (one wonders why [NOT!]) on gas than the trip up hill... From Redding to where I work 3400 feet difference in elevation (give or take a few) So a long climb up lots of hills, or a long drive down the same hills.
Of course since the car is super light, and only has a 990 + or - cc engine, hills at all are problematic... Like some grades are 3rd gear! So that will slow me down some, not that it will be enough should Yogi bear of his cousins decide to cross the road too close in front of me...! I saw one that got hit by a freight truck just outside of Lake Head city... I thought, you know, I ought to slow down... Well top speed for my shmart car is about 70 miles per hour, down hill with a wind at my back....
Oh its a mid nineties Geo Metro, so not hybrid or anything like that, just a 3 cylinder engine that is supposed to be one liter, but I think it may be a tad smaller than that...
After I paid the graft to Kalifornication to get the car from Orecant I still have an emergency fund in place! Whoopee!

Masks are problematic for me for more reasons than just the general discomfort of wearing one. I had not been having too much problem with PTSD mostly just angst that could be from any situation. But since I started wearing the bandana (not a mask if at all possible!) even that is triggering something that must be related to PTSD. Now as I go through the day, even when I am careful to keep (maybe because it is even then barely within) the bandana out of my sight, I feel like there is always something in my peripheral that I can't quite ever see, and it is about to cause me to jump and turn at points.
I can wear glasses, no problem... Good thing too, 'cause I can't read without the damned things any more.... So maybe I'll get over the bandana making me jumpy, but I think it has to do with not being able to see other people's faces, even if the bandana is not too bad now that the weather has shifted.

Sometimes I complain about the amount of time I'm working... But I'm really glad to be working, making money, and digging out of the mess I got myself into.
Hopefully things will even out and I will be able to get to the point where I can do some writing (other than my blog here) so that we can all enjoy reading stories together!

3 weeks per month I'm expecting to get at least 48 hours a week. Yes I am putting money aside. It just took me a while to get caught up to the point where every cent I earned was not going out the door on emergencies.
On the writing front, I found one of my flash drives that is still working. It has some of the stuff (not all) that I have been working on for SOL, including an unpublished chapter of It's a Helluva Job, which I don't think I will scrap again, but until I get time to read through it I won't know what is there... :P
Not much other writing going on, though I do have some of the Outpost series downloaded for proofing. Not finding much, but I may repost some of them... Anyway, work is interfering with writing, as well as my drive time to get groceries, etc.

For those wondering, I have been unable to contact or find any info on the status of Kid Wigger. This is sad because his magnus opus Flight of the Code Monkey deserved to be completed. But as someone wisely put it elsewhere, We do not know if we have tomorrow, so it behooves us to do today!