Oh well, it’s Monday again. I had a very unproductive weekend. There were a few things I’d wanted to accomplish, but I never did. Yesterday, I was feeling blah both mentally and physically. Saturday wasn’t much better. I wish I had one more day to this weekend.
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I basically did only two things this weekend. I’ll admit I was disappointed after the results of Friday’s procedure said that I was not an ideal candidate for Inspire, but there’s nothing I can do about it. Friday night, I fell asleep around 8:30 pm. I’d been up early that morning to get to Dartmouth on time, and I had not slept well the night before. I slept until 5:15 am when Isabella woke me insisting that I feed her. I got up and fed her, and since I had already slept for over eight hours, I didn’t try to go back to bed. It’s rare that I sleep more than seven hours in a night.
Anyway, I had been seeing a lot of social media about this new Netflix show Heartstopper, so I thought I’d watch it and give it a try. Heartstopper is a British coming-of-age romance developed for Netflix based on the webcomic and graphic novel of the same name by Alice Oseman. It tells the story of Charlie Spring, a gay schoolboy who falls in love with someone he sits next to in his new form, Nick Nelson, while also exploring the lives of Charlie and Nick’s friends: Tao, Elle, Tara, Darcy and Isaac. I got completely hooked. It’s probably not for everyone, but I found it so sweet and cute.
I watched the first few episodes during the day Saturday before getting ready to go see Matteo Lane in Burlington Saturday night. Matteo was fabulous and so funny. I laughed so hard it hurt. We had such a fantastic time. If he ever performs near you, and you want to see an absolutely hilarious gay stand-up comedian, you really need to go see Matteo. It was a great show, and I am so glad that I got to go.
I got back home around 10:00 pm and was a bit wired and not ready for bed. I thought I’d watch another episode of Heartstopper. The episodes are only about thirty minutes long, and I thought I’d go to bed after watching just one. There are eight episodes in the season, and I think I’d gotten through the first four earlier, so I started with the fifth episode. Once that episode was over, I watched another, and then another. Since there was only on episode left, I just watched it too. I didn’t go to sleep until just after 1:00 am.
Isabella woke me at 5:45 to fed her. She’d started trying to wake me up at around 5:15, but I kept pushing her away. Finally, I admitted defeat and got out of bed to feed her. Yesterday was a very lazy day. I talked on the phone with Susan and watched Season 2 of Love, Victor, which I’d planned to when Season 2 was released in June 2021, but when I had started to watch it, I just wasn’t in the mood, and then, I just never got around to watching it. I watched a few episodes, and then went to my usual “no brainpower needed” show, Star Trek: Deep Space Nine. A week or so ago, I’d started watching the series again from the beginning, something I’ve done so many times, that I’ve lost count. It’s my “no brainpower needed” show, not because it’s a dumb show (it’s a pretty smart show, in my opinion), but because I’ve seen it so many times that I can basically say all of the lines in the series. So that’s what I did the rest of the day.
Now it’s Monday, and I have to go back to work.
Most believe that the idea behind the phrase tickled pink is that when one is tickled beyond endurance, one’s face tends to turn pink or red. Others cite a more figurative definition of the word tickle used since the 1600s meaning to experience enjoyment, the word pink referring to a rosy glow of pleasure. The turn of phrase tickled pink seems to have first come into use at the turn of the twentieth century. It was first recorded in 1922 and alludes to one’s face turning pink with laughter when one is being tickled.
I’m tickled pink to be off work for the next two weeks. I have to work today, but then I won’t return to work until April 11. Actually, I do have to work Saturday, April 2, but I’ll be there by myself so I don’t have to deal with anyone at work for the next two week. Of course, I’ll be busy: packing, moving, and unpacking.
Friday, I went to see “Chicago.” A Broadway performance, it certainly was not. The friend who went with me said, “It was okay! They had some good parts and some baaad parts!! The dancing and choreo was AWFUL but it was entertaining overall.” Her assessment was spot on. There were two bright spots, the guys who played Billy Flynn and Amos Hart. Both were good actors and could really sing well. I can’t really say that for the rest of the cast. The girls playing Velma and Roxie improved some as the show went on, but there was no where for them to go but up. Some universities have great theater programs, but my college is not known for the fine arts.
My date Saturday night never happened. I woke up Saturday with a migraine, probably because of the bad weather. I had hoped it would get better, and it did for a short while, then it was back with a vengeance. So, had to reschedule my date. Everything seemed fine. My date was understanding because he too has migraines, and we rescheduled for yesterday. Then, yesterday came and went. I texted him numerous times, but never got an answer. In fact, it looks like the messages went unread. I have no idea what happened. Hopefully, I’ll hear from him sometime today. If not, then I guess he changed his mind. 🤷🏻♂️
I did get some packing done. I still have a lot left to do, but slowly but surely, I think it’s getting there. I really can’t wait to get moved into my new place.
On a side note, I ran tot he grocery store yesterday, and I saw the hottest guy I think I’ve ever seen since I moved to Vermont. That’s saying a lot because we have some really hot cadets at the university. This guy could have been a student. He certainly looked like he could be that age. He had great hair. I’ve always admired guys who have a great head of hair. He also had sparkling blue eyes, and a butt to die for. He was wearing shorts which were skin tight and were average length. If they’d been shorter, I’d have suspected he was gay, but most gay men up here don’t wear short shorts. Anyway, the tightness of the shorts made it very apparent that he dresses to the left, if you know what I mean. We kept running into each other the whole time we were in the store. I literally nearly ran smack into him twice. Other times we were sliding around each other as we were making it down the aisles. Sometimes, you just need to enjoy a little eye candy.
Yesterday was a bit of a rough day. I was fine most of the morning at work, but my mother called. Few people can ruin my day like she often can. She didn’t say anything really offensive, but it’s the way she starts in about things. I can’t seem to do much right in her eyes. After I got off the phone with her, I had a full-blown panic attack. I’ve been having panic attacks recently, but this is really the first one that came while I was at work. I’m not always sure what causes them, but I can pretty well pinpoint this one to the phone call from my mother.
Right after I talked to her, I felt like I couldn’t breathe, my heart began to race, I began to shake, and I just want to curl up into a ball and cry. When this happens, I’m unable to concentrate on anything, and I just get so flustered. My head feels like it’s going to explode, and I have this hot sensation all over my head. I got up from my desk and walked outside and around the building, hoping some fresh air might help, but it didn’t. I sat down in one of the comfy armchairs in the museum’s lobby (no one was around), and that too didn’t help. Furthermore, I had a meeting that was supposed to start soon, but I knew it wasn’t that important. So, I went to my boss and told him I was having a panic attack and needed to go home. I know, it was probably not the best idea to drive in that condition, but I felt I had to get out of there.
I needed to be home, in my private space, so I could lay down in the dark for a while. It took a few hours to finally calm down, but it did happen. I was actually able to run to the grocery store, like I’d planned to do yesterday afternoon anyway. While it was only the grocery store, I calmed down looking at food and doing a little retail therapy. By the time I got home, I felt relatively normal again.
I hate the sensation of a panic attack. I used to get these every time I had to fly or anytime money was an issue, like unexpected expenses that couldn’t be avoided. Now, I can probably add talking to my mother to the list. I think one of the triggers may have been her talking about me going home. I haven’t been back to Alabama since the pandemic began, and I think it has done wonders for my mental stability. However, the thought of going back to Alabama again is something that, for the most part, I dread.
Yesterday was a bad day; emotionally, it was a bad day. Maybe it was the time change. Maybe it was the need to be packing but not having the will/motivation to do it. Maybe it was something I just couldn’t put my finger on. I accomplished only one thing yesterday: I shoveled the 7 inches of snow that fell on Saturday from my porches and steps, then I went and cleaned it off my car and scraped off the ice underneath. I had planned to run an errand after ridding myself of the snow, but I couldn’t bring myself to go anywhere but back inside.
I’d planned on watching some TV yesterday. I’d started watching the Netflix series, The Last Kingdom, which stars the incredibly sexy Alexander Dreymon. I first noticed Dreymon when he played Luke Ramsey on American Horror Story: Coven. It was the only season of AHS I could ever stand to watch. Dreymon was only in five episodes, but I immediately fell in lust with him. He’s pretty sexy as a Saxon/Dane in The Last Kingdom. However, even as hot as Dreymon is and how good the show was, I could not motivate myself to watch more than one episode.
I didn’t even want to watch Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, which is my happy place when I’m not feeling well and need something to watch. Pathetically, I have lost count of the number of times I have watched the entire seven seasons of the series. I can quote you most of the dialogue from nearly all of the 176 episodes made. Some of the episodes always keep my interest because they are so good, but not yesterday. I just couldn’t decide, so I watched nothing.
My sex life did pretty well last week, and two guys seem to have a romantic interest in me and an old friend that I was able to get together with again. I have been messaging back and forth with one of them, but it’s often hours between messages. I tend to answer pretty quickly, but he does not. Usually, that’s a sign of a catfish, but if he is, he’s damn good, as he knows a lot about Vermont. He’s nice-looking, don’t get me wrong, but he also didn’t use the typical catfish pics of an overly handsome guy that you often see.
I met the other guy who seems more actively romantically interested and appears to be pursuing me. We had a great time on our “date,” i.e., the sex was phenomenal (the best orgasm of my life), but I do not see anything long-term there. I think he could be a great new friend and even a friend with benefits. However, I think he may already want more. We’ll see how it goes. I mention him because several times yesterday, I was on the verge of getting in touch with him to see if he wanted to get together sooner rather than later. I’d have liked to have gone to see him, but he lives a bit south of me, so driving the thirty minutes there is a commitment of time (and money with the current cost of gas). I just could not motivate myself even to do that. I know I do want to see him again. He’s from Texas, and he said he’d make me a fabulous Mexican meal. I can’t turn down good Mexican food because it doesn’t seem to exist in New England unless I cook it. (One of the major drawbacks is that he has a little dog, and y’all should know by now how I feel about dogs.)
Anyway, I hope today is a better day. Quite honestly, it has to be. At least I will get out and go to work and not be cooped up inside all day. I should have a relatively easy work week. I have two meetings on Tuesday, but there is nothing else pressing beyond that. I can catch up on some work that I’ve needed to do. I do have to have a difficult conversation with my boss. This may sound petty and selfish, but the recent exhibit we put up was my design. Our new curator helped decide how to hang the paintings, but everything else was how I had planned it. There is a front case that you see when you walk into the gallery that was entirely my idea. I found all the materials to make it work, and I researched to get it as authentic as possible. It is also something that we have been praised for since the exhibit opened, with one person saying, “It is the neatest and most inventive thing I have ever seen in the museum.”
I took that as a very high compliment, but when my boss mentioned the praise in a meeting, he credited the case to me and the secretary. The problem is, my boss keeps saying that it was mine and our secretary’s vision. She didn’t have (excuse my language) jack shit to do with it. She made some suggestions in the planning stage, and I shot them all down. The suggestions were not part of my vision. None of her ideas made it into the case. So, it pisses me off that I have gotten no credit for the case and no credit for the exhibit at all. I put months into planning and implementing this exhibit, but I have received no recognition. If that sounds childish, then just call me childish. This is about professionalism and giving credit where credit is due.
On a brighter note, I did buy a new mattress. It should be here by the end of the week. It will be delivered to my aforementioned boss’s house since my apartment isn’t ready yet, and FedEx will deliver it (God only knows where they will leave it), and I won’t be able to drag it up my stairs into my apartment. My boss lives in a house that is at street level, so it is the most accessible place to have it delivered. Once I get the moving truck, I will get the mattress first before taking the truck to my current apartment to be loaded by the movers. The move is coming together if I can just get my apartment packed up and ready for the movers.
Although I’ve only worked two days this week (today will make three), work has been filled with annoyances. I don’t expect today to be any different, especially with what’s on today’s agenda. I’m looking forward to testing a mattress and going to dinner with friends tonight. I’m just glad the weekend is almost here.
P.S. I’m not sure why I chose this picture for today except that I found it interesting. All guys know that sometimes you have an itch, need to adjust, or just need to feel it in your hands. I wonder which of those the guy in this picture is doing. 🤔
I learned a long time ago that my blog readers have a variety of experiences and there is always one (sometimes more) of you who will let me know your opinion. I love that about all of you. So, I want to ask a question and see what y’all have to say. I am looking for a new mattress. My current mattress, which I’ve had since I moved to Vermont, is uncomfortable. While I’m moving, I think it would be a good time to get a new one. Each morning when I wake up, my neck, shoulders, back, and hips hurt. It takes a while to work out all of the kinks and stiffness. (Just and FYI: I always sleep on my side.) With my CPAP, I sleep well, but I hate waking up in pain every day.
Here are my questions:
- What type of mattress would you suggest? I am considering buying a DreamCloud Premier mattress.
- Do any of you have any experience with a DreamCloud mattress?
- For pain and stiffness like I am describing, what type of mattress should I get? Something firm or plush or somewhere in between?
- Is there another mattress you would suggest?
To help keep the LGBTQ+ community safe heading into 2022, the New Queers Eve event which was previously scheduled for December 31 was rescheduled for March 4. NQE is an annual LGBTQ+ dance party event of the season, hosted by my friend Emoji Nightmare. Usually, Nikki Champagne cohosts, and while I hope she’s there, she is a busy lady now that she’s been elected to the state legislature. NQE will have DJs, live music, tantalizing burlesque, over a dozen fabulous drag performances, and a special midnight toast, which they will still have tonight even though it’s not actually on New Years Eve.
So, finally tonight is the night for New Queers Eve, and I’ll get to see if I get any reaction from the weight loss, my new facial hair, and/or my shorter haircut. I wonder if anyone will even notice. Not many people in the LGBTQ+ community in Burlington know me, so I’m really wondering if anybody will give me a second look at all. Who knows? We’ll see. Maybe someone will give me a midnight kiss. 💋 Not likely! 😂🤞🥳
The great dilemma for all events like this is: what will I wear? If this was actually New Years Eve, I’d have dressed up, but with it being the First Friday of March, I plan to wear a sweater that I think looks good on me and shows off my weight loss with a dark pair of jeans and black boots. I never can tell before I arrive at these things if I’ll be over or under dressed. So, I just dress in what I think looks good and go with it.
Hopefully, it will be a pretty safe event. Everyone attending the event is required to show proof of full vaccination against COVID-19 or a negative PCR test from the past 72 hours, along with a matching photo ID. In addition to proof of vaccination or a negative test result, the announcement says that all attendees of the even are required to wear a mask except while actively eating or drinking. Luckily, I have a nice black sequined mask just for the occasion. I wonder though if they are going to require masks with the new rule changes about masking in Vermont. That’s another thing we’ll see, I guess.
Yesterday, I went to view the apartment I mentioned in my Friday afternoon post. I had tried to view an available apartment at this complex twice before, but never got a reply. I found out they do things on a first-come, first-served basis which in a way is good. I had gone to view another apartment recently only to find it had been rented minutes before to the person who had the appointment before me. This time it was different. I had seen the “for rent” notice less than an hour after it was posted.
I arrived at the location. The apartment manager took me to see the apartment. It was nicer than I expected. The kitchen is just the right size to cook in with stainless steel appliances including a dishwasher. It’s been a long time since I’ve had a dishwasher in an apartment I was renting. The living room is large, and the two bedrooms are both a nice size, one a bit larger than the other. The apartment has lots of closet space, which I need since I have too many clothes. Since I’ve lost weight, I need to go through my clothes and get rid of what doesn’t fit anymore.
Anyway, I viewed the apartment and saw the basement’s storage and laundry room. The apartment manager answered all my questions. When I asked her what the next step was, she said if I wanted the apartment, I just needed to tell her. She said she needed to look over my application but since I worked at the university and seemed a lovely person, she didn’t see any problems. I told her I did want the apartment. She told me to email her when I got home so she had it in writing. I will be signing the lease on Wednesday. The move-in date will be after April 1st which gives me the month of March to get packed and ready to move. Thankfully, unlike the last two times I’ve moved, I have plenty of time I can take off to pack, move, and unpack. I could basically take a whole month off if I wanted to, but I won’t take it all at once.
Perseverance paid off. I have a new apartment to move into, it is no longer in the town where I work, and I’ll have some space away from the office. I had gotten very tired of living the closest to work. Every time there was an issue with snow or ice, and my coworkers were having trouble coming in, I had to be the one to open the museum. It usually meant I was there by myself, because on days like that, no visitors come to the museum either. I will also be able to move to a place with more privacy. I always felt like I was being watched at my current location. The other plus is this apartment complex sits on 80 acres near another college with many walking trails winding throughout the surrounding countryside connecting them to this other college. There will also be a pond right outside my bedroom window which should be lovely.
Yesterday was a good day until the drive home. It was snowing by the time I left the apartment, but not too severely. I needed to go to Walmart. By the time I got there, the sun was out. I quickly ran in and got what I needed. As I was checking out, a snow squall warning went off in the store, but the sun was still shining as I walked outside although there were dark clouds behind me. Since I was traveling away from the dark clouds, I thought I’d be fine. When I got on the highway, I found out it was closed between where I was and my exit due to a wreck. I had to take an extended detour, and just as I turned on the correct road to go home (I had gone a long way out of my way), the snow squall hit. There was a semi-truck in front of me, which was the only thing I could see because we were in almost complete whiteout conditions, and there was nowhere to pull off on the side of the road. I crept along behind that truck at 10 miles an hour, hoping I’d make it home safely. I did, but it was not easy. I completely lost traction going down one hill, but luckily, I kept the car going straight, and I did not hit the car in front of me. We got about 2 inches of snow in about an hour. It was crazy, but I made it home.
When I got home, I sent the apartment manager the requested email. She replied she would email me the lease to look over tomorrow. I will see her Wednesday to officially sign the lease and pay the deposit.
It should be quite a week. I am off today because I worked on Saturday, and off on Tuesday to have a crown put on one of my back teeth. I’ll sign the lease on Wednesday. The second season of Star Trek: Picard premieres on Thursday. Friday, I will be attending the postponed New Queers Eve in Burlington. A lot is going on. The following week, we have Monday and Tuesday off for spring break at the college. I’ll only be working three days each week over the next two weeks.