tigertoy

Tonight we switch to standard time, or as I like to call it, Daylight Wasting Time. As someone with a touch of seasonal affective disorder, it really hurts to lose that hour of useful daylight when I could be out hiking. This is the true start of the dark time, my season of misery.

I had two cool experiencse as I was driving home from EFRC today, both related to breathing.

( this is a bit long to force into your feeds )

After years of being annoyed that I don't have a good place or way to dry my boots after I wash them after working at EFRC, I threw together some bits of scrap wood I have lying around. It's not pretty (I'm a wretched carpenter) but the boots are now sitting on it. And I even put away my tools after I did it.

I've been acting like this since helping my mom gave me a kick in the ass. I hardly recognize this person I am these last few weeks. I hope it lasts.

I've filed my taxes. They're amazingly trivial but they're still supposed to be filed.

Also got an extension for my mom, her taxes aren't so trivial.