There's a Mirror On the Wall

It's a sunny morning, and that's a good thing after yesterday. It means I'm in a better mood today. Along with the hormones starting to settle out, because it's a red day finally.

Last night, there was a fire across the local highway in the well-fenced development there. By the time we noticed the smoke, there were already fire trucks lighting the place up in red and using water (we're pretty sure it was water) to get things under control. I haven't followed up looking for other information this morning, and I hope that anyone who was in there, and any pets if there were any, all got out safe. (Mom had alerted me after she saw the smoke and the lights, and we think it was a house that was on fire, because most of the area right here, on both sides of the local highway, is residential, and the non-residential stuff is all on the local highway itself.)

And, reporting on the efficacy of the latest experimental underwear! So far, so good. I'm going to wear this pair until this evening or until they're soaked through, whichever comes first. I need to know how long it takes until they're soaked through, so I know how many more pairs to make to get through a period. I have a towel down where I sit in case of leakage, but so far, they're fitting well (as expected), and they're not bunching badly (... which, the shorts sometimes do, this pair is rather shorter in the leg. And while I kinda want to alter the pattern further to remove the excess fabric, the problem with that is one of the problems with commercial underwear, which is digging in along the crease there, and leaving red welts even without latex. These are only just avoiding that as is.)

I did write a second post yesterday, but that one didn't get posted publically because, well. The gist of it is that I'm hitting a wall on emotional shit, particularly in being angry about things and being too exhausted to BE angry, especially when there is nothing I can do that is within my capabilities more than I already HAVE done. And that does include being visibly and publically angry about anything, when I am a very small person in the scheme of things, and being that kind of angry is exhausting and stressful and I'd like not to develop another spontaneous allergy just because things are a fucking mess. (It's going to be bad enough when the trees start throwing pollen in the air, and I can't even go out the door to the trash and recycle bins without a mask.)

I added more pretty colors to an organizational chart yesterday, because the pretty colors help me track things. As well as being pretty.

And that makes five things, and that makes a post.

Called my allergist to get a refill on my meds this morning before I was properly up and about because that's when I have the most spoons to deal with a phone call.

Sigdis is still convinced that if I am awake and in the kitchen, it is time to feed her, regardless of when she was last fed. (Or when it's time for food, because they get fed on a schedule.)

There is possibly a mouse getting into my kitchen, as there were mouse turds when I cleaned my counter yesterday, and there is what might be a fresh one on the edge of the sink this morning (it's where I can't remember if there was one yesterday, because I didn't actively scrub that part of things down).

It's gray and rainy and chilly and bleah today, but I have pretty roses, and daylight bulbs in my lights, and can turn the heat up if I need to.

I hope everyone has slept well, and has a good day today! (Or has had a good day and sleeps well tonight, whichever makes more sense for your timezone. :D )