I just bought a bunch of stuff today I really didn't need. I get paid Monday, but quite a lot will go to credit card bills and rent. But that's okay because that's life. For some reason I got a big hankering for consumerist spending. Well, I didn't spend that
I'm very sensitive about money
I was really hoping we'd do our Diamond City recon yesterday but something very important came up and we had to get it done ASAP. Diamond City isn't exactly a priority, but since we were leaving work two hours early yesterday we figured it was better if we did the project another time when we had a full day to accomplish it. Now I understand why we work ten-hour days instead of eight. We'd barely accomplish anything if we worked eight hours a day. We spend so much time traveling to our locations.
Good news is I don't have to work Monday, in observance of the Fourth. But this is also sort of bad since it means less pay, but I guess I'll live.
Tried to work a little in chapter 42 of The Long Dark
. I'm just not feeling "it" right now, but at least I made a little bit of progress. Fatigue from the work week really takes a toll on my mental capabilities. It seems all I want to do is go out and do things, which ultimately leads to spending money, since I do nothing after work except make the next day's lunch, take a shower, and go to bed (when it's still light out!). I feel like a cowboy who's been on the trail for weeks or months and finally makes it to a town where he blows his wages on clothes, booze, and whorehouses.
On the bad side of the news, I just found out my paternal grandmother only has a few weeks left to live. Her kidneys are only functioning at twenty percent. She's been in decline for a few years or more, and it seems to be since she was treated for breast cancer several years ago. She really went downhill after they started treating her. So it may be that I'll be going to a funeral soon.
Monday evening we got a bad thunderstorm that caused us to lose electricity at the bunkhouse. The refuge headquarters had a generator, and for some reason they didn't think to give us a generator until late the next day. By the time we got back to the bunkhouse the power was already back on. But at least after the storm passed the temperatures cooled way down and made it easier to sleep without fans--well, for some reason I still couldn't sleep, but I was fine anyway. I took the above picture on my way to work the next day. I pass by this way every morning and usually there are cows grazing over the grassy hills.
On a final note, I will be volunteering for a dig nearby in the coming weeks, which means I won't be coming home on some weekends. Instead, I'll be camping out at a state park.