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A Bad Day Gone...Good?

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"About as much fun as a bag of weasels"...when I first saw this Irish adage, it made me think of the life of a writer: sometimes perilous, sometimes painful, certainly interesting. My paper journal has always been called "The Bag of Weasels." This is the Bag of Weasels' online home.

A Bad Day Gone...Good?

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Maybe not good, but definitely better.

It started crappy, though. Well, it started last night. Maryland is in one of its wild temperature fluctuations again. After a week of high temperatures around 28F (-2C), suddenly the temperatures jumped today to 50F (10C). The good thing is that this started to melt the ice floe that Maryland had become. As of yesterday, I still could not punch through the ice and was getting rather tired of sliding everywhere. Today, finally, my feet crunched through just a teensy bit.

But it is bad in that the thermostats everywhere were cranked up to deal with 28 degrees...and suddenly, it was 50. Last night, I tossed the whole night, too warm. Then I woke up too cold. When I got up for work, I was soaked with sweat.

Work today felt like the deepest level of Hell. I had to put on the air conditioning in my office. Ridiculous.

Given the fickle weather of this state, you'd think we'd be used to dealing with it. Not at all.

But before I got to work, I went downstairs, got in my car, turned the key, and...nothing. Now my stupid battery was weak, I know, but dude. It lasted through a week of 28 degree highs. Today, it is 45 degrees in the morning, and the stupid thing won't start. What the hell, car?

So I called Johnny the Boss and he made arrangements to have Brian pick me up, which was cool, as Brian is a scuba diver, so we spent the ride into work complaining about the no-mask swim during dive certification.

Once I got into work, I realized that I had one tiny problem: The first day of the week, I always treat myself to a lunch out. By now, 9:30, I was already starving, as I had not had breakfast. And...I had no car. And...I had no lunch packed.

So I made a meal off of a Bowl Appetit, a microwaveable cup of black bean soup, some two-week-old tortilla chips that I had lying in the fridge downstairs, and a half-glass of water. Meh.

One should realize that the 'gund requires frequent large feedings. Seriously. I can out-eat nearly anyone.

Around 11:30, my phone rings. It's my mother-in-law. She'd shown up at the apartment to babysit Alex and realized that the apartment key must have fallen off somewhere between Here and There. So she couldn't get in. And I, of course, had no car to drive home and let her in. Luckily, my father-in-law was with her and, luckily, Bobby had listed him as an emergency contact on our lease, and so they agreed to let him in. During that time, because it was so warm and everything was melting and slippery, his truck got stuck on some ice in the parking lot (that Howard Crossing did a shitty job clearing, I might add), and they had to pay someone to pull him out.

All this before noon!

At 3:30, Bobby shows up an hour early to pick me up from work. Why? Because he's sick and got sent home early. So we go home, I tuck him into bed, and he sleeps for the next two hours.

We went out for Italian for dinner since Dawn doesn't cook and Bobby didn't feel like it. That was nice. Meanwhile, because Bobby was so miserable, then I forced myself into cheeriness on his behalf. I've noticed that about myself: When everyone else is miserable, then I get really happy to try to change the mood. Luckily, it worked.

And...when I got home, my copy of Aiglos was in!

"Dawn, you got something crazy," Bobby said, which means that it comes from overseas, likely from one of my online friends. It took me a minute, then I realized. Aiglos! A few months back, Kasiopea wrote to me and asked if she might translate my story "Constellation" into Polish to publish in Aiglos. Naturally, I agreed, so there I am: a story I wrote in a language I can't begin to read (the only words I know in Polish are the naughty ones, go figure!), with a gorgeous illustration by Kasiopea. It's good to see my name in print again, even if just my pen name. :)

I'd like to make a habit of that, I think!
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  • Oy. Dawn, I'm with you on this crazy weather shift... I can't handle it being 10F and then shooting up to 43F! Mother Nature, why do you toy with us so?! 'Tis cruel and unusual punishment!

    re: Aiglos. Wow! That's pretty cool, if you ask me: a request if your fic could be translated, and then illustrated? Kasiopea is very awesome. Is the illustration available online anywhere? I would love to see it.
    • I think that one reason that I would love to move south is to stop dealing with these crazy weather fluctuations. I would love for it to be either hot or hotter, not to have to wake up each day and wonder what to wear or find myself in that always delicate situation where it suddenly gets warm and I haven't shaved my legs in a month...oooops. ;)

      I will check Kasiopea's gallery to see if she's posted the illustration and, if not, ask if I may share it with limited friends under f-lock.
  • Isn't it fun to be in Aiglos? I treasure the issues I'm in, like Tolkienish good luck charms.
    • It is! The funny thing is that for some time, I was somewhat obsessed with having my original fiction published to the degree that I stopped enjoying writing. Fanfic got me back into writing, in part because there was no chance of seeing my stories published in magazines.

      . . .

      But trust me, I'm not complaining! :)
  • I second the request about the illustration.

    Sounds like the day really did pick up. Next time shit like that happens, if Bobby's sick, that's the perfect time to order in calzones. That's why God invented the order-in calzone in the first place.
    • You know, I have a strange aversion to calzones. When I was still at UMBC, they had the most delicious-looking calzones, so one day, I caved and ordered one.

      It tasted like bleach.

      I don't know how one makes a calzone taste like bleach, but the Wood Company at UMBC managed to do so. I believe that Vocelli's has calzones (and they deliver to us), and they always look so good...but I keep fearing that it will taste like bleach.

      Before some smartass asks, no, I have not drank bleach. But working at The Piece, I used it all the time to where the smell of bleach would not come off of my hands anymore, and I would fall asleep smelling bleach every night. So it is just what I imagine it would taste like, based on the smell. :^P

      On the drawing...I will check Kasiopea's gallery to see if she's posted it there. If not, I'll ask her for permission to share it in an f-locked entry.
  • At least you're able to turn the A/C on...I just found out that we're on steam heat, hence why it can't be turned off. Which is why the heater is cranking from October through May.

    Re: Aiglos. COOL!! I also want to see this illustration (especially since that wonderful story was my birthday present!! :D)!!
  • GOD, the weather thing - it´s ecactly the same here too at this time of the year. Last weekend it was + 5C/41F and now it´s -15C/5F.
    Really annoying!
    • So our regions seem to be opposite! :^D

      Is it common in Norway? This is the norm in Maryland. I was saying in another comment how we once got about a meter of snow. The next day, it was 20C, and the snow melted, and everything flooded. The next day, it was back below freezing, and everything froze again.

      We have the saying here: Don't like the weather? Just wait five minutes!
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    • Thank you! *hugs back* I was thrilled to be asked; I never expected to see my fanfic printed in a magazine. :)
  • Congratulations again :D

    *And I'll be able to read it, when I finally order my issue. I plan to do it every day, maybe today finally...*

    I don't think illustration is on-line, it will be published on Kasiopea's site probably, after the issue will be on sale longer. That's my guess only.
  • Congratulations! At least some small good news among the bad! And what satrisfying good news, too! Best wishes for your endeavour to make this a habit.. :)
  • Woo Hoo! Great to get Aiglos and see the story in print indeed. I believe you have shown me that gorgeous illustration by Kasiopea, right? In any case, it must have improved your crappy day.

    Weather is doing funny things over there as well, eh? It's pretty much the same thing over here as well. There are drastic ups and downs in the temperature from day to day, which is why almost everybody I know has a cold (myself included, except I have sort of treated it with some wine. And it worked! *grins*)

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