Due to the error I made filing for my first week of unemployment I now have to pay back the money the Department of Workforce Development has already given me & wait until sometime in August before I am able to collect benefits again, if at all.
It appears more & more that I will have to borrow money from my parents to help me get through this period. I hate borrowing money. I don't even like accepting charity from my grandmother but it's coming to the point where I'll have to bite down & ask. As long as I'm asking I may as well ask for a lot & get ahead on my three biggest monthly bills for the next 90 days. Three months is a long time. Something is bound to come up in the meanwhile, right?
Anyway, I just got home from laviorli's birthday party (observed.) Anyone who wasn't there when I arrived probably showed up later. People were coming & going all night so it was always interesting. We played video games, watched Ellen's stand-up routine, had food & a generally good time. I got to practice my doctorin' skills by splinting pennylane_81's possibly broken finger. It will work for now but I've already advised her to go to a pharmacy & get a proper splint as soon as possible. Still, it was fun cleaning off the Popsicle sticks we used.
I left about Midnite as I have chores early tomorrow with Pa. He's got firewood what needs splittin' and haulin' and it's best not to leave it sit. It'll be a brutal couple hours but at least it's only a couple hours. I like splitting wood, strange as it may sound. It feels good to use great bursts of strength for something positive & productive. To heft the sledge high in the air & bring it down solidly on a wedge pounded into log, shattering it instantly. It's physics at work & if done right, not a lot of work at all. But it's still cathartic in a way. After my first girlfriend broke up with me I vented a lot of frustration & pain into a newly fallen tree in my parents' back yard. A few hours of that & you'll be too exhausted to feel anything. That was probably the last time I did a lot of splitting but as proven last week, it's not something easily forgotten. I regret that they don't have the swing-the-hammer-and-ring-the-bell game at the fair anymore. Not the proper one anyway. I don't count the electronic version you see these days where you tap a metal plate just right to flash the lights. I'm talking about the old version that actually was a measure of strength & precision, where you smacked a board that catapulted a metal slug upwards of 20 to 30 feet to ring a bell high in the air. I rung it once at the local fair years ago, the last year I ever saw any such device there, & shortly after my father had taught me the techniques of splitting wood.
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P.S. Be on the watch for two meteor showers this weekend, just little ones but there for those who look. The Delta Aquarids with about 20 bright yellow meteors per hour, & the Capricornids with maybe 15 more, also yellow. I stepped out a moment ago & wasn't outside five minutes when I saw one, slicing through the humid haze like a blade forged in gold. (Link)