15 years ago on TTaT: #28, ahead of schedule
21 June 2021
Utility Pole
09 June 2021
We Should All Be Millionaires
7. We Should All Be Millionaires: A Woman’s Guide to Earning More, Building Wealth, and Gaining Economic Power by Rachel RodgersMy rating: 4 of 5 stars
If you're sick of financial advice that tells you to just stop drinking lattes (I don't drink coffee at all, yo), this book is for you. Rodgers encourages us all to expand to build wealth rather than to contract and scrimp forever.
She acknowledges systemic inequalities but also shows it's possible and vital to overcome them.
Learn more about Million Dollar Decisions, setting Boundaries, Pricing, and Systems.
If you provide any kind of service, I highly recommend this for strategies to quickly level up your income. If you sell products, there's still a lot of useful info, but the path to millionaire is less clear.
Everyone will benefit from reading up on valuing your time and setting boundaries. (E.g., your kids aren't entitled to your attention 24/7. Rodgers, mother of 4, shares a personal example of setting boundaries with her kids.)
04 June 2021
Dismayed
Anyway, apparently contractor boss thinks the project is going well and that they will be done in OCTOBER.
Mind you, they started this process a couple months early and the permissions from residents whose yards they have overtaken/destroyed parts of run out mid-September. So, "going well"? Eff you, guy.
I've been watching them work and it's pretty clear there's no single person in charge or directing their efforts. There's a bunch of work they've repeated many times. Not a model of efficiency.
Now I know I don't have a background in construction work. But I did work in film for years doing physical labor, and in charge of crews, where urgency was prized. I prized efficiency because it made things faster and took less effort. Also days were 12 hours long minimum.
I'm just saying if they had a plan that wasn't seat-of-the-pants every day, they could get a lot more done in the 8 or less hours (including lunch) they are here.
I just want them to finish, sooner rather than 4 months later.
My ability to focus is shot from fatigue and noise 5 or 6 days a week which makes it very difficult to work from home.
As you may tell from this rant, I feel at my wit's end with months more to endure. sigh.
10 years ago on TTaT: Blood Rites
20 May 2021
Neighborly
When the CDC and FDA announced that the Pfizer BioNTech Covid-19 vaccine was approved for 12-15 year olds, I immediately thought of my neighbors because I felt sure that one of their kids fell in that age range. I really only know them to say hi to but I figured I'd mention it the next time I was outside the same time one of the parents was.
Yesterday I was out for a walk and taking photographs when the dad drove by and waved on his way home. Aha, this might be my chance, I thought.
As I headed uphill, I didn't see him but he'd set up the auto-return on their basketball hoop for his kids. It's this large net that angles up and away from the hoop that funnels the ball down a chute even if you miss and then shoots it out to you like someone passing a ball. The kids were taking turns shooting, each with their own basketball.
On the way downhill, I ran through what I would say if the dad was outside. As I got closer to their house, I saw him join the rotation with his kids, shooting baskets. I decided to speak right after he shot to make the least interruption.
He took a shot but the ball hit the rim and actually bounced outside of the netting and started to roll downhill behind the hoop. He took a step towards it but his son ran after it. Perfect, I thought. His daughter stepped up to take the next shot.
"Hey," I said.
"Hey," the dad said with a friendly smile, turning around to face me.
Though I had thought of what I was going to say, it somehow came out all haltingly. "I was wondering if you had seen…" But at that moment I was seeing what he couldn't behind him because he was giving me his full attention: the ball return shooting out towards him.
I was supremely grateful it didn't hit him in the back. The basketball landed on the grass and rolled towards me.
"Sorry," I said. My inclination was to walk forward and pick it up but with social distancing, I held my ground on the street and let him instead.
I started again, "I was wondering if you had seen the FDA lowered the age on one of the vaccines."
"She already had her first shot," he said.
"Very good," I said with a smile. I wasn't at all surprised but mentioning it had still seemed like the thoughtful thing to do on my part.
"Hopefully it'll be his turn soon."
"Yeah," I nodded. "I just got my second shot."
"I can't wait for this to be over," he said.
I thought he meant the pandemic but then I realized he was looking beyond me to the massive ongoing road work on our street. I let out a low groan, shook my head, and said, "Yeah," in agreement.
Mission accomplished I took a step back to head home and let him return to playing with his kids.
"Have a good one," he said, smiling.
"Have a good one."
10 years ago on TTaT: Life of Art SitRep #67 Cool at a price
30 April 2021
Life of Art #584 [Custom Graduation Guest Books, Logo Post-it Notes, Employee Photo ID Badges]
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24 April 2021
Speculation
A couple days ago, I was watching the construction going on out a window, taking photographs and shooting videos when a cop car sped onto the street and told the big dump truck that was only sticking out into the road a few feet to move.
He promptly did, parking on the road which actually took up much more of it, but fortunately didn't impede the next cop car, small firetruck, another cop car, and eventually 2 ambulances that went to the top of the street.
They were there for a long time. I thought no one could be seriously injured because the ambulances didn't blaze out with lights and sirens going.
Today we were speculating about what might have happened. A kitchen fire perhaps, maybe smoke inhalation to deal with or things to be moved outside. Whether Roscoe was okay, either freaked out by the ruckus or wanting to greet all the emergency responders.
I voiced the stray thought that the emergency vehicles wouldn't rush out if someone was already dead.
Horribly that turned out to be the case. It's not like my thought today caused anything to happen, well, ever, or a few days ago, but it still felt awful to have had that thought and been right.
I read his obituary and when I got to the survived by section, and they included Roscoe, their beloved family dog, I burst into tears.
I'm still crying now.
I didn't know him well but he was always nice when I saw him when I was out walking. He'd always say, "Roscoe, look who it is, go say hi to Claire."
23 April 2021
Life of Art #583 [What Happened This Week?]
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