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Steroids are fucking magic, yo. They have returned my cat to his normal bitchy emotionally needy self. They have also taken most of the stabbing out of my foot so I can walk without limping, at least while I'm moving around the house. I cheated a bit and put some of the foot cream on my arm because I officially overdid it with the shovelling, and as a result I can now lift a water glass without wincing.

What a country.

Upper third of my yard is now graded and seeded. My daughter came over and helped. She's not getting a lot of hours at work so she has an open invitation to come over and help me move dirt from one place to another whenever she wants to make a few bucks and be given beer and dinner. It works out well for both of us.

Basement guys came back today - they said they figured they had about three hours of work to finish. More swearing in Polish ensued. In the end they were in my basement for eight hours, but they got it all done. They had to build entirely new frames to hang the doors from and there was at least one hardware store trip to replace borked parts in the storm door and BOY HOWDY did they have something to say about that, but everything is now perfect and the basement apartment has functional doors that work and close and lock and everything.

Next step: I got somebody to come over and have a look at finishing the wood work. This consists of:
1. The stairs from the kitchen door to the backyard. Currently about a three foot drop, which I have been climbing up and down but that's not a perfect long term solution. (Especially in winter.)
2. The stairs from the basement apartment into the yard, are flimsy, wobbly, and don't have any hand rails so they are definitely not code. They are also resting on a base of wooden slats that just randomly shift if you put your weight in the wrong spot. I have no fucking idea what Original Contractor was even thinking. They need to be replaced with something that will pass a city inspection and that also will not kill you when you try to use them.
3. I want to put some kind of a sound-proof bench over the sump pump, because that fucker is loud. Also I figure an exposed ginormous battery is possibly a safety hazard of some kind. So the guy who looked at it said they can build something that acts as a solid bench but you can flip the top up if it needs maintenance, which sounds perfect.
4. My original blueprints include a deck on the kitchen roof. That would be really nice if I can swing it, but we'll see how much this all costs. Mainly it would be an additional place for me to grow herbs and stuff so it's in the "nice to have" pile.



CUT FOR GROSS, SERIOUSLY YOU WERE WARNED )

Every time I see my doctor she asks me how the Not Drinking is going and every single time I'm all, FUNNY YOU SHOULD ASK.

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A couple of days after I moved to Calgary my sister asked if I wanted to a triathlon with her. After a moment of wtf, I agreed and we got signed up and a hotel room booked for the night before. A few problems I had to overcome first though: I didn't have a bike since I'd sold mine before I moved, I really couldn't swim all that well (and I didn't have the swimming gear I needed), and acclimatizing to living 3500 feet higher than I did for 25 years was going slowly (aka running sucked).

Solutions found: Read more... )

So this past Saturday they picked me up and we got my bike on the rack with hers and we were off... to be stuck in traffic downtown. Once we finally got out of the city we quickly entered big sky country with long straight roads stretching before us. Getting to Drumheller was dramatic as the road drops down into a coulee that hides the city, and traps the heat. Wandering around that night and attending the transition walk through had me melting. We just had time to check in and get our gear up to the hotel rooms before S. drove us to the Aquaplex for the walk through. There were enough people there that we got split into two groups, ours finished much faster than the one with the race director, not sure if there were fewer questions or our guide was more concise, but I got my questions answered. Then we drove the bike route which was really helpful as there were spots where it went from local roads to bike path to highway and then turn around at a grain silo so it was good to have a clear mental map before trying to move through it at speed. Then we met J. at a loud sports bar and I had some disappointing poutine, but it was salty enough to keep me picking at it until it was done. Back to the hotel for one last gear check and a warm bath to try and trick my body into relaxing and sleeping before my pre-6am wake up alarms.

My eyes popped open at 5am, but I force myself to stay in bed and read until the breakfast buffet opened and I could grab some tea and ask for a late checkout. Regular was at 11am when the event was scheduled to end, but I was able to get noon so I could come back to shower after. S. and I met up and rode our bikes to the start, getting there right after 7am when transition opened so that we could get our bikes on the ends of racks right at the exit from the swim and start of the ride (run went out the back of the transition zone). It was a bit chilly as we got our timing chips and body markings, but I was mostly fine when I got stripped down to my swimsuit for the 7:45 pep talk (except for having to walk around on the gravel that they said they'd sweep up grump). Then the building didn't get opened until after 8 because a lifeguard had slept in and was late - this also meant they couldn't have as many people on deck or in the pool I think. I lined up between the 30 and 28 minute swimmers and was in the first group let into the pool, two per lane. The timing mat was at the side of the pool so gun time was a bit before I got into the water. I forgot to put my goggles on before I got in, that cost me a few seconds as well, but with only one other person in my lane (switching between strokes) I was able to get into my groove and bust out the 16 laps without getting pulled for going over 30 mins. On my last two laps I could hear people cheering for others getting out of the pool and heading to transition. I finally worked out the best push off strategy for back stroke after a few laps (arm up) but I did bonk my head firmly at the end of one lap - the trick of counting strokes after the flag line didn't work here as there were no flags up. :-/ I noted a sign and a hose as my get ready to turn around markers and they worked okay, though I missed a few strokes at the head bump end. I had a guy counting my laps and another guy was counting for the other swimmer and both were encouraging when I paused to breathe a few times. J. was there to document me gasping and walking to transition, the timing mat just outside the door of the pool.

I wrapped my towel around me to try and soak up as much water as possible as I got into my bike shorts + capris + knee brace and long sleeve jersey, pockets prepacked with snacks and thankfully tissues. Sock, shoes, helmet, bike gloves, gulp down electrolytes, slather on sun block and extract my bike to walk it to the start of the bike route under the 3 storey t-rex. One stop sign (route wasn't closed) then another where I turned right then a light and navigating a fairly straight stretch of back roads with a couple more stop signs before getting onto the bike path. There were two women ahead of me that I could see on the straight stretches, one with a bright pink jacket that lured me onward. I felt like I got to the super sprint turn around point after barely blinking (they were only doing 10km), then onto the bike path portion with random surface bridges over ditches. And the wind, omg the headwind was horrid. I had to ride in my drops to reduce wind resistance and noticed it gave me 2+kph more speed. Then the final turn onto the road and it started climbing into the headwind. I just put my head down and spun it out, nose running like crazy from the wind. At the grain silo turn around I had to pause and blow my nose before starting on the second 10km. Now that was fun, downhill and tailwind had me up to 32kph no problem (though I need to look at my fenders something was rattling at that speed). Quick jaunt to the bike path, only having a few cars passing me (it was still barely 10am), and my 38 tires dealt well with the road gravel booby traps. Back on the local roads and I saw I was gaining on the bikers ahead of me (one was on a mountain bike and didn't seem to have a high enough gear for the speeds we were doing, or else just needed to coast a bit) and I decided to end hard, pushing my speed all the way through to the stoplight and passing both of them. That was fun. :-) I saw S on the local roads as she was starting out her ride.

Transition to the run was a bit longer as I took my time to tape my feet up (the waterproof bandaid I'd used earlier didn't survive the pool) and eat some energy gummies. I decided to leave on my bike shorts rather than stripping them off and putting the bike capris back on, and didn't take my water bottle as there was an aid station at the run turn around point (also an out and back). I swapped to a lighter top for the run as it was warming up. People were catching up to me now and I got a nice tri suit fashion show on the run portion. :-) My foot joint was incredibly unhappy with me and the pain had me having to walk quite a bit after the first quarter and more on the last half (the super sprint turn around point was a good quarter marker). We mostly ran along the river path, it was pretty with the water, and then into tree cover. But after the little hill and water break, it was back to fighting a head wind. I passed S. as she was coming into the last bit before the turn around and somehow managed to stay ahead of her until I crossed the finish line (she started the swim probably half an hour after me), but she came in maybe 2-3 mins after me, so I got to cheer her finish.

My gun time was 2:26:58, still waiting on chip times for the different legs, I'm happy I got under 2:30, the bike ride went a lot faster than I expected with the long downhill on the way back, but the run was much slower than I wanted it to be. I wasn't dead last in my age group, so yay for that. I could have prepared more but I ended it with enough gas in the tank to sprint the last few metres so I'll take the W. I wasn't actually all that tired or sore (my knee was a bit cranky the next day, and foot calmed down) but I was sleepy. We made it back to the hotel at just after 11 to shower and do a final pack up. One of the cleaners was doing the body marking at the event and she rescued my phone when I left it in the hallway - I was out of it enough I didn't even notice she'd slid it under the door while I was showering, never missed it until she found us packing up the car and asked if we had all our phones. We stopped for ice cream at a place S knew by the Aquaplex and I had a gooey chocolate sundae. We managed to stay awake on the drive home and then I had enough energy to go out to the huge street fair downtown, the Lilac Festival. Got some local arts and craft stuff that I couldn't resist, but holy cow it was crowded!

I still have three free guest passes to the JCC by S's (got them after swim lessons), and a sweet bike, and more instances of Run Club to attend, but I'm so glad that the event is over and I can plan on doing things other than swimming. :-) Still not a fan, but I'm more comfortable with it at least. I'll never be a lie on the beach type person, but maybe I'll use the passes to work on my breathing / front crawl without the pressure of an event (they also have a full weight gym and machines so I could use the passes to lift instead).

Update: chip times for swim, bike, run:
0:30:44
1:13:52
0:42:24
Swim time included a bit of walking, but thought I'd been faster than that, the 25m turn arounds added up over 30 lengths rather than 15 in the 50m pool. :-/
My bike computer time clocked at 57m, the bike time included both swim to bike and bike to swim transition times.
The run times looks good for how much I had to walk!

one must imagine Sisyphus happy

Jun. 2nd, 2025 09:35 pm
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Workmen arrived at 9:00 this morning to install three (3) doors and finish off the framing of one (1) window. Ostensibly less than a day of work for two people.

Lords, ladies, and gentlethems, it is now 9:30 PM and they just left and only one door and the window are finished. Original Contractor did something funky with the framing of the doorways and nothing is squared properly and so they have to buy some more materials and come back later in the week to finish fixing it.

There was shouting. In Polish I think. They are very clearly not impressed with Original Contractor.

Any vindication I might have felt that Original Contractor was in fact just making it up as he went along is somewhat overshadowed that I have to pay tradie's rates for a second day of work.

BIRTH! SCHOOL! WORK! DEATH!

Jun. 1st, 2025 10:38 pm
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CAT!

Lord Brock is now on prednisone. (I remember the name because it's the same steroid my sister was treated with when doctors first diagnosed her auto-immune disorder.) Two days later he was eating his weight in chicken and four days later he is following me around the house and yelling at me like nothing happened. Complete turn-around. Fingers crossed this is the magic bullet.

HOUSE!

Inching along. Work on getting the walls and doors fixed was delayed by days of rain, but dude promised he'd be here first thing tomorrow morning. Haven't heard from roof guy, probably for the same reasons. I have started calling around for quotes to get the stairs built from the kitchen.

ME!

I have shit feet. They hurt pretty much all the time, but lately they've been extra special painful. So off I hobbled to a podiatrist, who immediately told me I have plantar fasciitis. This is a Latin phrase that roughly translates to "shit feet".

I can't even blame age for this one.

He gave me stretches, a prescription that has to be compounded, and an order to stay off my feet. So far I have managed one of those three things. Eventually I will manage to find a compounding pharmacy in this city that is open more than two hours a week, but not walking is going to be harder.

Hopefully my insurance will pay for orthotics. But I draw a hard line at Birkenstocks.

May books and movies

Jun. 1st, 2025 07:33 pm
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Books:

13 I'm Your Huckleberry, Val Kilmer.Read more... )

14 Onyx Storm, Rebecca Yarros.Read more... )

15 Reasons to Look at the Night Sky, Danielle Daniel.Read more... )

16 Direct Descendant, Tanya Huff.Read more... )

Movies:

1 Encanto.Read more... )

i am like quicksand

May. 25th, 2025 11:38 pm
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Haven't posted for a while, mostly because I've been working my ass off.

I had the week off and once again planned to get some work done on the house. This time I wanted to get the backyard sorted. My daughter came over at the start of the week, and the two of us spent two days pulling up the waist-high weeds in the hot sun. We filled five yard waste bags and I put cardboard over the bare dirt around the house. I did some initial raking around the house to try and slope the soil away from the walls. Somebody is coming over this week to finish the covering on the bottom of the exterior walls - once he's done I'll finish raking the dirt so at least the upper part of the yard is properly graded and then I'll toss some clover seeds all over it. That should hopefully help keep water out of the basement.

Then on Wednesday it started to rain.

And rain and rain and rain.

Thursday the ex-housemate came over and the two of us worked all day in the pour. The sump pump was dumping massive amounts of water into the yard and it was just - collecting on top of all that thick clay until the backyard turned into a flood zone. We built a clay dam along the fence to keep it out of the neighbours' yard and dug a six-foot long trench under the pump outlet. It's just a big water-filled pit right now, but at least it managed to keep the water in one spot.

Then we dug another long trench for my vegetable garden. We framed it with the wood the contractor had left lying around. I filled the bottom with the branches that had been left behind by the felled tree, and mixed four bags of composted manure into the dirt. It's covered with cardboard right now, just waiting for my seedlings to get big enough to plant.

When the backyard dries out enough I'll deepen the trench and fill it with rocks. Both of us vaguely remember from when we built a pig-roasting pit years ago - and the vegetable garden digging seems to confirm - that there's a sand layer about 3-4 feet down, so if I can get the trench that deep the water might actually drain instead of flooding. That's a project for later in the summer though, right now it's just a sea of mud.

Apart from the bags of weeds I have also have two extra bags of trash to put out this week, just from the garbage that the original contractor left behind. Apparently they just dumped all their left-over coffee cups and pop cans and chunks of plastic and scrap wood and metal onto the ground and threw the clay fill right on top of it. More than once after prying the imploded corpse of a bucket of drywall compoud out of the ground with a spade I felt the urge to stand upright, fists clenched at my sides, and shout at the uncaring sky, "Who Raised These People?!"

***

Got my head eplayed, so the vertigo is considerably less than it was.

Still managed to hit me a couple of times this week because I spent most of it digging, and there is nothing like being half-bent over a watery trench with a shovel full of heavy mud to make one's inner ear decide now is the time to send one's sense of "up" into a random dimension. I managed not to actually tip over, although I did have a couple of episodes of just having to tripod with the shovel until the world stopped spinning.

***

Lord Brock is - not great. He ended up having an endoscopy on Wednesday, which found a large mass in his duodenum. Now I'm just waiting on the biopsy results. In the meantime, he's on a steady diet of painkillers and appetite stimulants just to keep him eating.

I'm bracing myself for bad news.

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