#290

Album Week 2022's final post continues to present research and layout difficulties. In addition, adjusting back to even the concept of the working life is strange and tiring terrain. Gotta to go to take a test today in order to secure a commercial driver's learner's permit with endorsements so I can learn to drive a bus so I can take a driving test to get a commercial driver's license so I can drive a bus. The whole concept, plus the pending weight of responsibility for the well-being of children, is starting to bring forth the classic esteem problems that, if not carefully addressed, tend to lead into quitting entirely. And it is a bummer to let half the hoops put you off when half the hoops have already been jumped through. Therefore I must summon deep reserves of character and determination, and no one likes doing that. Digging deep? Plying fortitude? Ugh. 

To top it off, as always, there is the part of me that always wants to only watch cartoons, and nothing else. The toxic and monstrous evil of daylight savings time is also to blame.

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In the good news department, I ate a very big plate of shrimp 'n rice with andouille sausage yesterday, preceded by fried calamari. This felt like it did my brain some real and measurable good. 

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The second editions of my earlier books aren't showing up for purchase anywhere that I can find them. I don't want to deal with this problem! But I'll try. Later this week. Maybe Thursday, maybe Friday. Tomorrow is some days before the day before my brother's birthday, and we are doing a thing, after which I will need to watch some cartoons, and after I take this test today I am going to--hello! Watch cartoons. Yes indeed. Work on other writing projects and the recovery and transcription of old projects is ongoing, but secondary to cartoons at the moment. Also gotta plan on moving, which is always so much energy. So much cost to the body and mind. But it is into an actual house of our own, and hopefully will be the last move for a long, long time. Have moved domicile nine times in the last twelve years. Tenth time pays for all? We pray.

Ok. Gotta shower for class, I guess. Haven't missed sitting in a room for hours under fluorescent light watching educational videos, but this experience should refresh my empathy for schoolchildren, so there is that added value to the mandatory learning experience.

--JL