The Gospel According to St. Bastard

I am currently sitting on twitch listening to the Convergence 27 Raid Train. It's been great for checking out new DJs and I now have a long list of bands and songs to look up later.

I'm sad about missing the people who are at physical Convergence this weekend and I really wish I could hang out with them in person, but... well you know.

Final Contractor came over last week so he could take some measurements. He's running behind on work orders (go figure) because most of his work is outside and his employees can't work a full day when the temperatures are over 30 C. Which makes perfect sense to me.

In the meantime, now that the painting is done I'm taking a break from big projects. I did zero house-cleaning while I was working on the yard and basement and the allergen level in the house is making me break out in hives on the regular. Doesn't help that I can't open the windows because the air quality is crap with all the wildfires. I'll spend August getting on top of that. And all the outstanding paperwork that's piling up on my desk around work permits and insurance claims. And catch up on appointments, if I can get that organized.

I haven't done great (yet) with scheduling exercise time, but I've putting aside time to write letters to politicians. I am so beyond pissed off at well, everything. I have no idea if it helps at all, but I figure it can't hurt and I have to do something with all this anger and frustration. And I'm too old to start a punk band.