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Frustrated Beyond Measure

Lately, and for quite some time now, it seems every path I try presents a roadblock.

My bicycle has been one roadblock after another. Tires that don't stay inflated long enough to ride it have been a major problem. And it took a long time to find ones that work between Covid supply issues and the size needed. When I finally found them, the chain got all twisted and I haven't been able to get it on properly, so I needed to take it into the shop. I was going to do that on Saturday, but it finally decided to snow and since people largely drive extra bad here on Saturday, that combined with the first major snow made me think twice about driving across town. So  I went on Sunday instead. I was overthinking, as I often do, about when I might have to return to pick it up and getting a bit stressed about it all. The technician fixed it right then and there and didn't even charge me anything!

Then there is my bathroom renovation. Yeah, no luck with plumber #4. There was a lot there that showed lack of experience to do the job. And the cost just to open the wall and convert the valve was quite expensive for me to have still a lot of work left to do. Surprisingly, on Friday, the building plumber came and did some work on the leaking tap. It no longer leaks when off, so it's quiet in here, but when I turn it on, it now drips from the cartridge instead of the faucet. Per his advice, I have reached out to Bathfitter to get an estimate to just get it all fixed and done. They emailed me some basic ideas and I'm going to call them to see if they can come here and look at it all. Because I can't deal with this anymore. It's too stressful and it's been going on for far too long. I need a life that doesn't involve my bathroom reno. I also have other smaller projects I need to finish!

If I'm not having a roadblock, I'm seeing very little progress. I have brought a lot to donation and I can't currently see an end in sight for my declutter. I just want to get to the regular maintenance level soon here.

Events planned also fell through on Friday, so I went out for nothing. I got some holiday shopping done, but it was like a rotten cherry on top of a pile of poop. So I went back home, put PJs on, and played video games. Specifically, I played The Witcher 1 as that's what I'm currently working through. It was hard to pull myself out of the sad mindset I was in after everything, but I managed to frame things in my mind. The point is that I'm trying. It's not always going to work out, but I'm not giving up.

My usual Monday plans are probably getting derailed due to snow and freezing rain this week, but my new skate boots don't come until around Wednesday and my elbow still hurts a bit from last week's session anyway. Hopefully I'll have no issues putting my bases and wheels on my new boots for the following Monday.

For those who celebrate, I hope you enjoyed Krampusnacht! It's always a treat to watch Krampus (2015) this time of the year if you like horror themed Christmas movies. 


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