Saturday October 21st, 2017

The exercise:

Write a four line poem about something that is: intransigent.

It had to end eventually. This v-less prompt inspired by its use in Cabinet Battle #1.

Cold, wet, and windy day here. Not much fun, but the forecast seems to think it was just for today and that the next week should see sunshine and reasonable temperatures.

Fingers crossed they're right.

Mine:

Arguing with you
Is like fighting a wall;
There is no winning -
You're so thick you can't fall.

Friday October 20th, 2017

The exercise:

Write four lines of prose about something: visceral.

Yeah, might as well keep it going.

Had both the boys with me in town this morning. Miles put on another show at the coffee shop while I tried (and eventually succeeded) to buy Max a hot chocolate. Had to drag him out of the kitchen three times.

Kat's parents had the boys for the afternoon, so I got some (awkward) laundry done and rested a bit. Why awkward? Our basement stairs are finally, finally being redone, but our basement is currently inaccessible. That's also where our washer and dryer are.

So I had to bring a basket of laundry up to Kat's parents house and use their machines. Hoping to be able to get back into our basement early next week.

Mine:

I'd apologize, but I don't think it's my fault - not really. There's no thought involved. Certainly no conscious choice being made.

Whenever I see his face I just start punching it.

Thursday October 19th, 2017

The exercise:

Write about: the viscount.

Yup.

Had a pretty fun day with Miles. Did some shopping and hung out at the bakery this morning, had a Skype chat with my parents, walked around the farm, and hung out on Main Street for a little bit this afternoon.

He put on quite a show in my favorite coffee shop. The intention was to go in, grab a coffee to go, and then go for a walk in town. But he started off with showing a tiny piece of leaf that he'd found on the sidewalk to about seven different people. Then he decided the best thing ever would be to take off his toque and have an older gentleman put it back on for him.

Over and over and over again.

Eventually convinced him to leave. He kept wanting to go back in though. That was around the time I decided it was time to head home.

Mine:

"Sire."

"What is it now?"

"The Viscount of Rusted Bridge has come to see you."

"Again? Can that man not take a bloody hint?"

"Apparently not, sire, no."

"Did he say what he wants?"

"No, but I believe it is safe to assume that he's found another way to stake his claim as a duke, sire."

"Yes, it does seem like he's given up on earl and marquess, doesn't it? Fine, show him to the Grey Room."

"Shall I have tea prepared?"

"Only if it has been sufficiently poisoned."

"Of course, sire."

Wednesday October 18th, 2017

The exercise:

Write about something that is: viscous.

What? Just making sure you guys are paying attention...

Windy, chilly day here. Had the boys in town with me for a bit this morning before deciding to head indoors to catch the end of StrongStart. It was pretty busy but with only about half an hour to be there it was manageable.

Hung out with them at Kat's parents house after lunch so that she could have a session with one of her clients. Kat is driving Max to Learning Centre tomorrow and spending the day helping out there, so I'll be with Miles.

We shall see what sort of shenanigans we can get up to here in town.

Mine:

"That looks... oh man. I just ate, okay? Please don't stick your fingers in... oh man."

"You going to be okay?"

"That looks nasty. How are you not wearing gloves right now?"

"I think you're overreacting."

"Over...?"

"Jeez, look how thick this stuff is. Gonna need the special soap tonight to get this off."

"I'm going to be sick."

"Oh, pull yourself together man! We're professionals and we have a job to do."

"I didn't sign up for... this."

"Oh, relax. At least this stuff didn't come out of your nose."

Tuesday October 17th, 2017

The exercise:

Write two haiku about something that is: vicious.

Inspired by the wind in (and on the way home from) Penticton today. Those gusts whipping shreds of leaves and street dirt into my face can go screw themselves, thank you very much. The ones pushing the car around on the drive home can do the same.

Otherwise? It was a productive trip. Got some groceries. Did some clothes shopping for myself and the boys. Picked up something for Kat. And... applied for EI.

I've never even tried to get EI before, but I think now is the right time. It's been a long six months and the relief pool is not going to get me enough work to pay the bills. It is, however and hopefully, going to get me hours that will get me closer to having enough seniority to apply for internal job postings, so there's good reason to stick with it.

Ideally? I'll get a little break to recover and spend time with the kids (and write!) and then a full time position will come up with the town.

But if this helps us get through the next half a year and then I return to the caretaker contract that would be good too.

Mine:

Rumours swirled and curled
around her in the hallways,
so vile and untrue

*     *     *

The sign says Beware
of Dog but he looks so cute!
I'm sure he's just - ahhhhh!

Monday October 16th, 2017

The exercise:

Write about something that is: unreliable.

Kat was at her Penticton office today so I took the boys with me to drop off my work keys at Public Works this morning. I'd wanted to relabel them as the ones I'd originally put on were pretty well worn off and I only knew which was which out of habit.

I took them around the yard to show them all the trucks and equipment (Miles' fav was the 'dumper truck', though he seemed to think all the trucks were dump trucks by the end) before coming back home.

And now I'm fully finished with the job, for reals.

Heading up to Penticton tomorrow to get a few things done. On my own, even. Should be good.

Mine:

"Will you be there?"

"Of course."

Why did I even ask? Worse, why did I bother believing?

"Okay, see you at nine. We'll be counting on you."

"Wouldn't miss it for the world."

No one is ever going to offer you the world in return for missing anything. And yet you're never there when we need you. For what, then? What are you exchanging for your presence by your family's side? What is the price?

Tell me, I beg of you. I will pay it gladly.

"All right. We'll save you a seat. Love you."

"I love you too."

Sure, throw that lie on top of the heap as well. It acts as a fine blanket.

Sunday October 15th, 2017

The exercise:

Write about: catching up.

All caught up on comments again.

But there is more catching up to be done...

Mine:

When I started my contract with the town back in April it quickly became apparent that we would need a second vehicle sooner than later. I was starting my shifts too early for Kat to drop me off and ending them too late for her to pick me up. That meant for the four days I worked in a row, she was basically stuck at home with the boys.

That... didn't seem sustainable for the next six months.

So we started looking pretty much right away. And found what we were looking for before I'd even received my first paycheque. We wanted a larger vehicle to hold all four of us and all the stuff we'd be hauling around, especially on road trips that involve overnight stays.

We bought this Pontiac Montana during the first week of May (I honestly don't remember the exact date):


It's looking rather dusty there but I swear it's clean on the inside.

Why didn't I mention this purchase at the time? A couple reasons. The big one being that life was very, very busy. I didn't even have a decent picture of it to share (I actually took the above today in preparation for this post).

The other major factor in the delayed reveal? I was not super thrilled with purchasing a minivan. It fits our needs and whatever blah blah blah, but it's not exactly a vehicle I'd aspired to owning. In fact, I still insist on calling it our van, not our minivan.

As though the distinction makes any sort of difference.

Anyway. I think that gets me almost completely caught up. Just one more thing coming and I should be getting to that this week sometime.

Oooh, mysterious.