I brought this girl home almost a month ago. My boyfriend adopted her along with another cat to be companions to each other. She is feisty, hissy, and would not play any games with her adopted brother. She also looked around before leaving her safe place to make sure he was not around while she ate or took a trip to the litter box. So after a couple of months of seeing if they would adjust to each other, it was apparent she liked being the only cat. I am now her caretaker and she has enjoyed exploring every inch of my apartment including hanging out on the catio.
I am not religious, however I like to decorate and love staring at lights. I finally cleaned the potting soil off my dining table (I rarely eat there) and set up two trees I have. I have a third tree I might set up on my patio with just lights. The pile of stuffed animals on the right are hung or weaved into my metal card stand tree I bought for practically free a few years ago. I did not like the look of how cards looked on it. The stuffed animals in past times used to be placed on my closer to full size tree. I also used the garland I don’t remember if I found at an auction or thrift shop, or if it is the garland I used to place on my stair railing when I owned a house with stairs (before my stroke).
How will I fare personally, getting mad, adding to my stress at every dumb and DANGEROUS move donOLD chump makes the next 4 years? I am extremely sad and exasperated that so many people are ignorant and or fell for a con artist. Too many believe disinformation. Climate change is not a hoax, and only a fool would say so. How much will the price of food increase as some food is imported and will be tariffed. I can go 4 years without buying new clothes, but I buy food weekly. My income is already low, below poverty level. My income is also not guaranteed under the chump and gop administration as they have tried to cut social security many times already.
I will try to write more of my truth, that is all I can do. My stroke doctors all told me I need to keep my stress level down to not have another stroke. I will be trying to immerse myself in things I love to keep my sanity and stress level low. I still do AI art daily, and plan on making a book about elephants. I am going to try to do more gardening in my small apartment. I ordered a small fig tree that should arrive next week. I put a grow light out in my little greenhouse on my patio and I plan on experimenting in growing lettuce, spinach, bok choi and a few other things out there. I am still trying to keep up my willpower to lose more weight. I have a goal of being under 200 pounds by the end of the year. I hope to be out in nature most nice weather days (so hard to do in the gloomy short days in the Northeast).
I still need to keep up with regular chores and combat my bladder issues that pop up. I will be going to the laundromat late tonight as I had a bladder problem earlier. I hate going there during more normal hours as more people are there. Besides me having to deal with peoples stares of pity, I have to deal with the smoking or chaos of others dragging a carload of laundry and try to sort it there as garbage falls out. FFS, sort your stuff at home. I sort mine into two hampers with an idea of what size washer I will put it in. I basically throw it all together, but do my towels and sheets and smellier laundry separate from my everyday clothes. I hate driving in the dark. I hate not having something to do while I am waiting for washers or driers to do their thing.
Excuse me while I unload some misogyny…If you can’t stand the “cackle” reevaluate your life and find a therapist to work out who the fuck wounded you so deeply that the sound of laughter shuts your mind down…What book scared you into not wanting to know another thing, like ever? Why do you let others make your decisions and opinions for you? Why is everything just an echo of the worst things? Where is your curiosity of the universe hiding inside that small bubble you stay inside?
Listen to me laugh with joy. You can join in or be annoyed, the choice has always been your own. I will haunt you with laughter as the nightmares you thought were not ever coming for you come true. I don’t believe in god but I believe in karma motherplucker.
The USA is not ALL morons, but there are way too many, I estimate 30% based on this latest presidential election. How do we deal with it? We need to heal. We were dealt a severe psychological trauma. People voted for someone that already killed thousands by mishandling and lying about covid. He has already killed several women by his callous abortion bans. He plans to dismantle long held government institutions. He is installing in his cabinet a brain worm addled non-physician conspiracy theorist to wreck further havoc with the health of many. He is installing a smug billionaire who at one time was an illegal immigrant in the USA that now has control of spreading mass disinformation on a grand scale. He raped dozens or more women, he was Epsteins best friend. He knows nothing about earned success or financial wellness. A proven loser over and over. A now tired dementing loser. Climate change is not a hoax, it is a fucking emergency for the survival of animal and plant life…Fuck you ALL that voted for that shizz.
Step one…grieve…cry…scream….swear….punch your pillow…drive by houses and businesses and scream as loud as you can at them, they are fucking morons (I did this today, it was cathartic), listen to music lots of music
Step two…vow to never shop or give money to businesses that supported him…write them letters and or emails telling them if so inclined…be vigilant there are alternatives to X, Home Depot, Hobby Lobby and you can survive without them
Step three…cut off any family and friends that voted for him and try to provoke you about his win…my siblings are dead to me now, they disrespected me for the last time…you don’t need to inform them just continue to live your life in peace and tranquility
Step four…find other people that feel and think as you do…there are Kamala support groups on fb (yes fb sucks for letting disinformation get spread too) vet any “friends” you add through the groups, some trolls do sneak in…a few groups I am in are Cat Ladies for Kamala, Pantsuit Nation, etc…a social site that is an alternative to X is “counter dot social” (type all together with an actual dot instead of the word dot) also several youtube channels have supportive comments on their videos, I recommend Luke Beasely, Meidas Touch, Adam Mockler, The Bulwark, and Brian Taylor Cohen
Step five…volunteer find local pet shelters, food bank, libraries, etc…ways to volunteer from home are; donating to your local food bank, donating to your local pet shelter, set up a little free library, donate to literacy organizations, befriend immigrants and learn their stories, writing postcards to voters (there will be some campaigns throughout the year/s)
Step six…keep in the fight, or get into it after you had a mental health break…eat healthy, stay hydrated, get enough rest…as Michelle Obama says “Do Something” and as Kamala Harris says “When We Fight We Win” and “We like work”….read inspiring books, watch your favorite movies and shows…inspire others to read, especially young children we need more critical thinkers for a healthy society
Step Seven…hope there is enough organization by intelligent people to both deprogram all the misinformation and keep the kind sane people full of hope for the future
Edited to Add Forgotten Steps;
How could I forget Laugh? Listening to comedians has always helped me….Jimmy Kimmel, Steven Colbert, The Daily Show, SNL, Seth Myers…forgive me if I forgot anyone….
The first thing I said I was going to do is garden, since I have a full busy day today I briefly looked at my houseplants and watered some…I looked at my container garden through my patio screen (it was raining at the time) I noticed a few flowers blooming despite most everything freezing a few times this fall. Some miracles of global warming are more flowers, I saw dandelions in the grass. Get your green on, smoke some mother nature, forest bathe even if you have to do it sitting in your car next to some trees.
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If you follow my blog, you know I live in an apartment. I have containers lining my outside space (not truly mine, it is public to all residents) I have a screened patio that faces mostly north, so I don’t get many hours of sun. I planted most of my containers with wildflowers, herbs, vegetables, and a few annual flowers. This year several things overwintered which was great for my budget. Forget-me-nots returned, sage and oregano returned (I planted those by seed last year), creeping jenny overwintered and spread to the stone below my containers too. My indoor geranium I grew all year from seed last year I put outside after taking some cuttings to root. New things I started from seed, I planted outside after checking the night temps would not dip below freezing before Memorial Day (as they have in years past). I filled my bee waterers (I have two) and put out my bird bath with solar fountain and filled it with water. I put out my hummingbird feeder and put birdseed cakes out. The bird seed cakes were devoured. I have not seen any hummingbirds yet. I did see a dragonfly the other day, flying about my plants. The ai art I have been doing every night had a daily contest for something flying. My first thought was to create a dragonfly. I did the pic above after a few tries and thought it was good enough, though far from perfect. Right away (in a few hours) I had 10 likes on it, and several more likes on my many different elephant pics. It is always curious that the pics that get likes are not the ones I thought were my best. I get it though, I scroll through to like 25 other people’s pics to get 25 credits daily too. The program I used lately takes 4 credits per pic vs the 1.5 or free ones I used in the past. All my credits on my nightcafe ai account have been free or earned by their “road to mastery” tasks.
I hit a patch of unlucky covered road. I am not sure if I hydroplaned or hit black ice, but instantly my car was out of my control. I hit the guardrail and came to a stop facing the wrong way on a major busy road. I still have bruises, a small lump on my face, pain when I step down on my foot. I hopefully will survive and my car is scheduled to be repaired later this month.
I thought I should briefly document this time. I have still kept up with my daily AI artwork attempts. It is clear I like the results much better with Dall-E 3 vs Dall-E 2. I have saved up over 400 credits now, after winning some credits for this mosaic elephant sunset pic, and accumulating points on days when it produces garbage so I wait until the next day to use my credits. “Prompts” is clearly not the deciding factor as each night I use the same prompt with varying results. The other day they produced what looked like an old woman’s selfie. I never include people in my art attempts except for the one day I attempted David Bowie Fan art. When they place a random person as the only subject in a style I never use when in my prompt is “elephant” it goes into my file of “WTF I deserve a refund”. There is no way to get my used credits back, fortunately they were free.
It was not part of my prompt. The mandala in the sky just appeared. I am not mad at it. I noticed AI art surprises me both with good and bad additions not called for. I used one of my 5 Dall-E 3 free credits to make this.
I used the prompt something like “mosaic bright colors, professional #elephants sanctuary workers cleaning the elephant barn while the herd of elephants graze on grasses and flowers nearby” I used the cosmic preset for this one. My prompt might have been slightly different, I did not copy it as I did not plan on this blog post at the time. Dall-E 3 is much better on being close to what I ask for in the prompt. Previously, I mostly used Dall-E 2.
It was unseasonably warm today. I found my heated growing mat to start my pepper seeds. I could not find it yesterday. I looked more thoroughly in my outdoor closet, and it was sitting on top of a non-gardening related box. I need a place for everything, and always put everything back in its place.
In Sync With The Universe 
