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Aug. 29th, 2020 08:45 pmAnother week has slipped by where I managed to do work for the day job, but not the thesis, oops. I had thought to make some progress on my own research today, but then woke up with the right sort of energy to finally get around to doing something with the paving stones at the base of the steps. They had settled over the years and by this spring we wound up with a bit of a puddle at the base of the steps, as that area was lower than the grass. So I put fixing that problem on my to-do list for the spring, but spring became too hot to want to be doing that sort of manual labour in the direct sunlight (our house faces south), so it got put off. Today was a lovely cool morning, so I lifted all of the stones, added a bit of sand, and smoothed it out to a slight slope away from the house, and put them all back.
Of course, I forgot to take a "before" photo (one day I will think of that before I start a project). It took three hours (including several short breaks to eat something) to get it all done, and I took away a half-full wheelbarrow of grass and other plants that had encroached upon the stones (indeed, the cobblestones were pretty much invisible before I started). I wonder if, perhaps, I should have raised it even more? But I think I am content to wait till spring and see how it goes.
A friend of mine talked me into getting a tinder account recently. I have avoided it because I have always just fallen in love with SCA friends, and have never had to do anything like "dating". But in recent years I am finding that I am more likely to fall in love with friends who aren't interested in me romantically, so why not do an experiment to see if, perhaps, someone out there might be? It is an interesting experiment. I told it that I was willing to meet people of all ages and genders. Since they give a fair few choices for gender and sexual preferences I decided to list myself as "agender" and "demisexual", never mind that I hadn't really been in the habit of assigning any labels to myself. But "agender" is a handy handy way to foreshadow the part where I happily had my breasts removed (and would have done decades ago if it had been possible), and "demisexual" is fair warning that I am not looking for casual sex. Or so I would have thought... I did have one exchange which led to my "unmatching" the guy--I sent a note (in Swedish) when the program said we had matched complimenting him on the smile in his photo. He replied wondering if I might like to join him for an adventure. I replied saying that perhaps in the middle of a pandemic wasn't the best time to travel a long way (his profile listed him as being in Umeå). He replied saying that he agrees, that he is a safe person, and thus would wait, but when we finally meet we will fuck long, long, long. I didn't bother replying before unmatching.
I have, however, had pleasant conversations with a variety of people, met one to do a bit of acroyoga, and a couple dropped by to visit and pick black currants. They are interested in the SCA, so I will bring them to Frostheim's archery practice tomorrow. But the most interesting conversations so far is with the guy who actually writes letters rather than quick short notes, and even if it goes no where, I am getting in some great practice with corresponding in Swedish.
Of course, I forgot to take a "before" photo (one day I will think of that before I start a project). It took three hours (including several short breaks to eat something) to get it all done, and I took away a half-full wheelbarrow of grass and other plants that had encroached upon the stones (indeed, the cobblestones were pretty much invisible before I started). I wonder if, perhaps, I should have raised it even more? But I think I am content to wait till spring and see how it goes.
A friend of mine talked me into getting a tinder account recently. I have avoided it because I have always just fallen in love with SCA friends, and have never had to do anything like "dating". But in recent years I am finding that I am more likely to fall in love with friends who aren't interested in me romantically, so why not do an experiment to see if, perhaps, someone out there might be? It is an interesting experiment. I told it that I was willing to meet people of all ages and genders. Since they give a fair few choices for gender and sexual preferences I decided to list myself as "agender" and "demisexual", never mind that I hadn't really been in the habit of assigning any labels to myself. But "agender" is a handy handy way to foreshadow the part where I happily had my breasts removed (and would have done decades ago if it had been possible), and "demisexual" is fair warning that I am not looking for casual sex. Or so I would have thought... I did have one exchange which led to my "unmatching" the guy--I sent a note (in Swedish) when the program said we had matched complimenting him on the smile in his photo. He replied wondering if I might like to join him for an adventure. I replied saying that perhaps in the middle of a pandemic wasn't the best time to travel a long way (his profile listed him as being in Umeå). He replied saying that he agrees, that he is a safe person, and thus would wait, but when we finally meet we will fuck long, long, long. I didn't bother replying before unmatching.
I have, however, had pleasant conversations with a variety of people, met one to do a bit of acroyoga, and a couple dropped by to visit and pick black currants. They are interested in the SCA, so I will bring them to Frostheim's archery practice tomorrow. But the most interesting conversations so far is with the guy who actually writes letters rather than quick short notes, and even if it goes no where, I am getting in some great practice with corresponding in Swedish.