The 10th & 11th; Everything was really hard.
The 10th of November. It's been a weird day. Nobody knows what Trump is going to do. We're already hearing a multitude of stories of racist and sexist acts committed by hideous people. I just hope that there are enough decent people who have the balls to stand up to the attackers. FUCK.
This morning was a blog post and crochet. I could at least bear to watch topical television which is a step forward. Just got to call people out when it's necessary. Adam Hills on The Last Leg yesterday was insisting that everything will probably be okay but his doing so is just indicative of his privilege. As much as I would like it to be true, now he is ignoring the very legitimate concerns of the people who are afraid. I wonder if people told the Jews when Hitler came to power that "everything'll be okay".
After lunch, I went to the gym. Unfortunately, everything was really hard because I was really cough-y for some reason, so I only stayed for an hour and a bit. I don't know why I felt so crappy - I don't think I'm getting sick. Hopefully it's just a bad day today and tomorrow I'll be fine. Got things to do.
The 11th of November.
Today has been very, very busy. I had a strange dream that I was singing Hallelujah while in a supermarket and when I woke up, I found out that Leonard Cohen is dead. Bizarre.
I spent my morning filling in the paperwork for tonight's adoption and realised I don't have an email address for the lady. I texted her granddaughter to ask what hers was but she doesn't have one! A 19 year old who doesn't have an email address! How can she exist? Anyway. I filled in all the rest, then Daddy took me to Sheila's house to talk about being the homing officer.
When I arrived, she showed me her two cats (both old, one completely blind, bless her) and I met the ones she's fostering who are very unfriendly. Then we sat down for an hour or so and she went through what she does. I will just be taking on the homing of CP cats, she'll still do the directs and the website, so it will not be a massively arduous task.
When we were done, Daddy picked me up and we went to see Arrival. It's really rather excellent. Amy Adams again. I really can't say anything about what happens because the surprises are part of why it's so good. I definitely recommend it. Enjoyment of sci-fi not a requirement.
Tonight: adoption, then Nish!
