My Focuser is Still Broken

I still can't really paint and it's been a long time now.

So I went to Leah's class tonight- I haven't gone in months- to say hi and see if I could soak up some art vibes.

I still cannot paint. At all.

All the things I know to do which usually fix this are not working.

I did play around with surfaces a bit and managed... this fantastic masterpiece....

Wow, amazing, right?

Here is Isis in a weird shape.

Some Good News

We got the MRI results back today, and there is no labral tear!!
I'm really glad about this.

The bad news is that Daya still has pain, but there's nothing to be done about it, it's just strained tendons.

This is part of her being a dancer.

Worst Video Game EVER

I went to the eye dr today.

He has a new visual field test. (I do one every year.)
It's basically VR goggles and... it talks to you.

It is the WORST video game ever in the whole entire universe.

Oh, if you have never done a visual field test, it goes like this: there is an orange dot that you stare at (or try to stare at, in my case) and there are light dots that blink in varying degrees of brightness. You get a remote control button that you press when you see a dot.

The visual field test used to be a huge cave-thing.

Now we have talking goggles.

The lady in the goggles complimented me for blinking.

She congratulated me for looking at the orange dot.

Life goals, people. 

Set that bar high.

She also yelled at me a lot.... ONLY click when you see a dot!

But as it turns out, I got the high score on the visual field test!

******

I told my wizard-eye-doctor (he really is a wizard) that the visual field test lady is the worst ever, which he heartily agreed with.

And then he asked me if I knew the game Goat Simulator....duh, yes of course!!

He loved that I know about Goat Simulator.

*****

I don't really mind going to the eye dr but it is pretty physically painful when my doctor shines his extremely bright headlamp into my eyes to look around.  

I told him it's almost as bad as the visual field lady.

He said many of his patients actually prefer the painful bright lights to the visual field lady.

I remain undecided, it's a hard call.

They are both pretty terrible.

If you have not played Goat Simulator, go do that now.

The Worst-Ever Meeting

There was a LaGuardia meeting tonight for dance.
It was terrible.

All the studios had these meetings, and apparently they were all equally terrible.

I dislike the principal, she has a weird agenda that isn't helping the school.

The dance department is still amazing though.

Daya's picture was at the beginning of the presentation. :)

I can't believe she'll be a senior.

Aside from being an obvious push-through of a strange principal agenda, the meeting was a complete snooze-fest. Not Advil PM level, we're talking prescription sedative. 

It knocked Pebbles right out.

MRI #3

Daya had her third MRI today to confirm or figure out what's going on with her hip... if there is a labral tear or not.

The MRI took 8 minutes.

Schrödinger's Kayak

It was so hot today.
Hot enough to do self-rescue in the Hudson.

We really just wanted to swim so it was all under the guise of swimming.

Friends don't let friends fall into the Hudson River alone....

I can officially self-rescue in three different boats!

Bitz wanted to swim laps with a kayak tied to her, so I made her job more difficult and got in the kayak.  She didn't even care. It was like I wasn't even in the kayak.  Was I in the kayak or not in the kayak?

We actually did learn something of value while swimming... Bitz was paddling around and Ed, Kedrin and I decided to hold on to her boat.  You know, to make her life easier. We basically formed a human chain holding onto the front of her kayak.

This is actually a rescue technique (for one person not three) where if you need to rescue someone they can hold the front of the boat with their legs and arms, kind of upside down, while you paddle them to safety.

After swimming training in the river, we sat at the boathouse "porch" to watch the sunset and all the dogs that come buy for pets and treats.

Swamp Cats

The disgusting heat wave is still happening.

As of this writing Daya is in an airplane still in Chicago waiting to take off.  There are major delays.

As long as the flight doesnt get cancelled we are ok.

The cats prefer swamp-air to air conditioning. All three of them.
(Although my ac cannot keep up with this heat at all.)

Isis is a Swamp Cat.

Furball has a spot between Daya's bed and the wall. 

and.... Daya's plane just took off!

Little Island from a Kayak

Tonight I went on the Friday Night boathouse trip.
We went up to Little Island. 

The water was beautiful and perfect.

There was a concert happening at Little Island and we listened for a while from the water.

Thursday

I went to the office this morning, had a few meetings and got a few things done.
Then around 1pm I decided to GO HOME.... for 3 reasons:

• Get home before storms
• DO LAUNDRY
• I'm a bit officed-out.

I really needed to get my bed clean, I have to do all of it and that's 4 loads of laundry.
I did get rained on walking home but it was ok.

Pebbles is a horrible cat.

Furball approves of my nice clean bed.

I made up Daya's bed in preparation for her return as well.
Her bed is also fully washed and clean.

Pebbles the Terrible

We were doing so well.
Pebbles has been doing very well with Daya being gone.

But I haven't been home much lately and I guess she freaked out and..........

..........yeah she peed on my bed today.

I AM NOT HAPPY.

Tuesday Sunset

In the office, I spent all day looking at our embayment from the window.

(It's below the building at the end of the pier in the middle.  That building cleans the exhaust out of the Holland Tunnel.)

Then I walked up to the boathouse after work.
It was a very popular kayaking night.

After the public program closed I watched the sunset from the water.

What is better than this?

Heatwave

It's too hot I have officially melted.
I got no work done today.

I'm going to the office Tues Weds and Thursday just for the AC and because I really do need to get stuff done.

I am so sore

Three and a half hours on the water Friday night plus lugging boats around yesterday has me so sore!

I'm staying home today and doing nothing!

But hey at least I'm getting exercise!

*******
I told Daya not to text me unless she has an emergency or problem in Chicago.
She thinks I'm upset with her but I'm not.

I just need a break from the DRAMA.  I need space to  just... be... and not have to deal with petty drama or her issues until she gets back.

Humidity Storm

I worked the boathouse on Governor's Island today.
I brought cheese.

It was supposed to storm but did not, the air just turned into a disgusting swamp.

The Statue of Liberty

**********
I am really enjoying this time "on-break" from Daya, and I hope she is having an amazing time in Chicago. Except she keeps texting me about things... issues, problems, that can wait until she gets home.

I came to the realization that I desperately NEED a break from all of it.  
There's something in me that is so tired I feel like bone scraping against bone.

She's away and I'm still not getting that break.

I feel like I am not getting the chance to miss Daya, despite having only spoken to her... twice- once because I needed simple info that was like pulling teeth, and once for a 5 minute chat how-is-everything last Saturday.

I need space and a break from having to deal with every little thing one after another constantly.

Because I have this time to myself, I'm able to look at things a little differently.  Daya and I have never been apart this long.  Like, never. 5 days has been the maximum.

I do not think it is good for either one of us to have never had a break from each other.