Well I got a job offer! Start date September 2, with a raise of about 40k/year to boot! Hiring manager said it was an insanely difficult decision and they actually had someone who had experience in healthcare risk management, but decided I was a better fit regardless. So now just panicking about the background check being fucked up somehow with my old job trying and costing me this opportunity. The more I look into it the more excited I get, so really hoping it all goes well. Otherwise, floors are being completed as I write this (finishing tomorrow), moving in Sunday, and then we unpack and the great painting begins! Gotta test the popcorn ceiling for asbestos before we de-popcorn it. Want to do the roof and skylight now that I have a job and we can afford it again. Need to start looking at furniture too since our couch was $300 new 6 years ago and is showing every bit of that price. Our mattress is also not rated for two people so we need a new one of those as well. Plus a Murphy bed (going to recycle our shit mattress into that!), light fixtures, new lights that aren't harsh white, gardening tools, a grill. It just keeps going, but now I'm employed again (hopefully!) and we can actually afford and start to tackle all this once I start getting paychecks again. NikolaiFyodorov -- here's the update!
DC is filled with national guard, Obergefell V Hodges is up for repeal, and Republicans are campaigning Nationwide to say that a 14 year old can consent to sex and should be tried as a legal adult in the courts. When I was sharing with her that I'm probably going to need to leave the country if I want to get a heart transplant my mom asked me if I planned on "doing something extreme" which I think was her politely asking me if I was planning on becoming a domestic terrorist. I told her no not because the thought hadn't crossed my mind but because I had thought about this back when that priest from Grand Rapids threw up the zieg heil at a pro forced birth rally. I am beginning to think that whatever dreams hopes and ambitions I had for my adult life are completely impossible. The necessary infrastructure to keep me alive and healthy is not going to exist in this country for much longer. It may be the case that I need to seek medical/political asylum in Canada or Europe. I am meeting with a new friend and her husband on Friday to talk about transplant. She is on her second transplanted heart. I'm going to Ren Faire at the end of the month. Carving a wizard staff with hand tools. I think I'm going to find some more big sticks to carve into curses and put up where I think they need to be seen. There is a good body of precedent for this. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nithing_pole
