Friday, September 22, 2006

Colder days


Well I am working in the OR at the local hospital now. It's going pretty well, except for the part where I have to get up at 5 in the morning. The first week I was totally brain dead, this week is a little better. I work with really nice people, I like them. It's a small OR, 4 rooms, most days we're done pretty early. I've been working a lot (for me anyway) to try to catch up money wise. I'm not as happy as I am when I get enough sleep, but I'm pretty happy.
It snowed here the other day, not on the mesa but in the Mountains. Pretty. The Earthship is doing fine. Still quite comfy, and I love being off the grid still. And underground- it's cool being underground. They are calling for a "wet" winter here, which is good for me because it will be pretty and I'll have water. I'm keeping my eyes open for a cheap used 4 wheel drive vehicle. It's the way to roll out here in the winter.
Oh- you wanna know what has happened? It's this weird, disgusting kind of karma I have. Do y'all remember when that possum crawled under the house in Moncure and died, and then it happened again when Katie lived there? Well something has managed to crawl into the heater fan of the Corolla, get itself chopped up, and is now putrifying and when I run the heater a loud noise and nauseating odor blows out, along with the heat. I say it's karma because there have been other things too- once I was mad at a boyfriend I had and I came real close to smashing his head in with my clock radio but instead I just slammed it against the bedside table, well it got a crack in it and a bug crawled in it and died, and you could see the bug inside it, it was lodged in the high end of the radio dial. It got in but there was no getting it out. And another time when I was a kid I got a brand new nice pair of sneakers and a mouse crawled in them and died. (the mouse was trying to get away from the cat) It's unfortunate and very unpleasant but it only happens every so many years and I suppose for the most part I have been blessed many times over so- I can deal with it. I just hope whatever it is in the heater is small and does it's thing pretty quickly, and I pray it isn't a hanta virus mouse, blowing hanta virus at me. Now obviously I am not running the heater even though it's cold as a witches tit in the morning now, but I can still smell it.

4 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Beautiful shot of Taos Mountain. Hey, are you going to go see Wendy Woo play at the Martini Bar at Taos Ski Valley tomorrow? I think you would like her. I think she is a poet with a beautiful voice. She will play from 4:00 - 7:00 pm on Saturday.

7:02 PM  
Anonymous Joey Tata said...

Wendy who?

2:32 PM  
Blogger Geneffects said...

Hopefully by the time it is very cold the whatever-it-was will have decayed to the point where it no longer smells... and I know I'm sadistic because I totally laughed when I imagined you suffering through putrid air being blown all over you. Seriously though I totally love you.

7:48 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Wendy Woo. Her name is Wendy Woo.

10:47 AM  

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