Weekend Wrap-Up

Weekend Wrap-Up

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Here’s what happened in my life over the past week:

  • I’ve been quite the mental space cadet this week, probably from the after-effects of the fork poke stressors from last week (see The Mental Illness Cutlery Drawer post if you want to know what I mean by forks). The forks themselves aren’t an issue, but the brain slowing is the gift that keeps on giving.
  • November here on the wet coast of Canada is a rather gross and gloomy time. I have a SAD light that hasn’t helped before, but perhaps I’ll haul it out anyway.
  • Sometimes when Casper is in heat she gets horny and will repeatedly mount her sister Oreo. Oreo isn’t impressed, and the two of them will start squealing, which gets to boys in the next room all kinds of excited.
  • Peanut is the new holder of the Doofus McDoofus title. I was worried that he was going to hurt his teeth while chewing the cage bars to demand food. Sure enough, he chipped a tooth this week. It should be fine; their teeth grow continuously and get ground down by munching on hay, so it should fix itself. He wasn’t very happy the day he did it, but the next day he was back at it ringing the dinner bell (aka chewing the cage bars). So yeah, Doofus McDoofus.
  • I got a letter from the disability people saying they need further information from both me and my doctor. What they want from me is easy. I don’t know what they want from my doctor, but the letter said they’ve contacted him directly and requested a response within 30 days. Good fucking luck with that, but at least it’s not having to go through me.
  • Wearing masks only became mandatory in my province quite recently. Canadian politeness mostly wins out, but there are also some dumbasses pulling American-style dumbassery. Come on now, people. Did you feel the need to have a shit-fit over wearing a seatbelt while driving to the store? No? Then put the mask on already. And if you are in need of a mask…

The image above is an Amazon affiliate link, and I wish I could make it bigger, but I can’t. Anyway, I don’t know why I continue to be amused by Four Season Total Landscaping, but I am. There’s assorted merch on Amazon, including this mask that says “Make America Rake Again” and “Lawn and Order.” Ah, good times.

How has your week been?

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44 thoughts on “Weekend Wrap-Up”

  1. Your guinea pigs are so goofy.😁 Also I think the Four Seasons thing is hilarious too, especially if you consider someone working there actually booked the space to them for their press conference. Oh, and it’s right next to a sex shop lol

  2. I am sorry American stupidity has crossed the border, it is one of my biggest frustrations here. In another note, have you tried vitamin D for SAD? I find it helps, especially in the middle to upper latitudes.

  3. American-style dumbassery! πŸ˜€ You made me laugh out loud. We’re a rebellious and disrespectful lot. πŸ˜€ There’s this episode of Frasier where Daphne’s trying to get telephone help with her friend’s immigration status, and she’s getting more and more frustrated by the telephone hell they’re putting her through. So when they ask her which country she’s from, she says, “I’m from England. You know, the country that used to own you people?” And Martin walks past her and says, “Yeah, that’ll get you sent straight to the head of the line.” That always cracks me up.

    Awww, your guineas are so cute!! How adorable!! Horny Casper and Doofus McDoofus are so lovable!!

    Things seem to be going well with your disability claim!! Here’s hoping!!

    My week was crazy, but not in a bad way, just overwhelming. Having roofers here for ten hours, pounding overhead, on Thanksgiving, was stressful, but not to an extreme point. But then I slept on the sofa so they wouldn’t wake me the next morning at 8:00 again, only they didn’t return, and I woke up uncomfortable at 7:40 and was just exhausted. But here’s to a better week ahead!! Oh, I get massive contest results on Wednesday. Please, God, ket me make it!!!

  4. I think I have lived much of my life as a space cadet. It can be difficult to stay grounded when you feel like your mind is elsewhere. You are not alone.


  5. Hi Ashley! I am way way behind, so I am sorry I haven’t been commenting! I promise I will try to catch up soon!
    My weeks been ok, I guess. Up and down. I am dealing with a lot of lethargy from an increase in my Prozac! It seems to be better this morning though so maybe its getting better. Hope so!
    Loling at your guinea pigs! Funny cheeky things they are!
    Sending a big hug! xo

  6. The fun antics that your guinea pigs are doing, I hope made an entertaining week.
    Obviously fine for ringing the bells again and not learnt his lesson by the looks of it.

    That’s good they are chasing information directly with your doctor, for his part. Saves the stress of you having to do it.

    My week has seen me have a little fatigue. But everywhere else, not a bad week.

    Had a new contact this week, for regards with my mum. This was for DoLS (Deprivation of Liberty Safeguards.)
    I had information to give that helps them and care home to get to know my mum better.
    Also he needed to appoint a RPR (Relevant Persons Representative) and wondered how I would feel being nominated.
    I said I would do it.
    So my roles get longer that I have been for mum over the years, which one day I will blog about. (Probably next year for that.)
    I didn’t think accepting the latest role would be an issue, because I already voice for mum and making sure mum is ok. And if needed, which he didn’t think there be a need, to help mum appeal the authorisation to the Court of Protection, based on her wishes and best interests, regardless of my views, should like for example, she didn’t want to be at care home and the reasons why could not be resolved, regardless if I was happy with care home.
    If it came to that, he said there be support, as someone like himself would support through the process and it costs nothing for the service to either me, or mum. But he saud he asked mum during assessment over the phone, if she was happy there and she said yes. So good to hear that.
    It was probably all that they gave me the fatigue, as with giving them certain information meant nentioning dad and so going into what he was like.

    Had a good day yesterday with my support bubble. But was there later than I thought, after time slipped. So up later than normal and still in pj’s come lunchtime.
    Slow day anyway. No plans.

    Hope your weekend is good.

    1. Your mum is lucky that she has you able to take on all of these things to ensure she’s taken care of properly. I would imagine there are some people in her position without anyone to step up to the plate for them.

      1. I wouldn’t be surprised if there are people who have no one and just how their quality of life is, because they have no one.

  7. The brain slowing as a response to forks must be a frustrating and challenging thing for you, it’s sad that your brain reacts in such a way to them.
    Peanut is hilarious. πŸ˜€

  8. Good round up Ashley, do you have a strong enough light for your SAD? Also have you tried those alarm clocks that light up the room slowly waking your SAD more ready to accept the SAD lights?

    1. Yeah, the light is what it’s supposed to be. I don’t actually have SAD; my mood just tends to be a bit gloomier when there are strings of gloomy days.

      1. I think a lot of people can relate to that though – l too don’t have SAD, Suze does, but l prefer to see sunny days over gloomy and this morning was classic for the complete opposite of yesterday’s sun. It was overcast and slightly foggy from the time l went out for my walk at 9am to the time that it went dark at 4pm.

  9. Oh Casper, not your sister! πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

    It’s interesting that their teeth grow continuously. Were it not for your blog & the McDoofus shenanigans, I never would have guessed that. I wish human teeth did that. Might be a bit odd if you don’t wear them down and they grow gigantic but mine need regrowing.

    Fingers crossed all goes okay with the disability paperwork. Hopefully your doctor gets back to them swiftly. If not, tough tits!

    1. “Tough tits” is a Brit expression I really need to incorporate into my life.

      Guinea pigs love to chew. At least they’re not quite as enthusiastic about it as their beaver cousins!

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