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Climbing the Hump πͺ
Hump Day comes quicker when you work remote on Monday, have meetings downtown on Tuesday and Thursday and plan once again to be remote on Friday. Probably do Rensselearville this weekend, mostly to ride trail and enjoy the colors. Who knows about Columbus Day Weekend, it could rain or I could go out to Madison County. I do need to do an oil change soon too, maybe I’ll do that one of the weekends I’m in town. Or I could take it to the shop, but it’s almost easier to do it myself and save a few bucks. Plus used oil makes a great fire starter.
So yes, it’s Wednesday. Insert mandatory camel jokes into your daily routine. Keeping moving forward, it’s not a super nice day but pleasant enough to be riding my bike work. π»οΈ I was bad and didn’t respond back to emails or process any data jobs because I was tired and just wanted to lay back in bed, watch some of the Youtube and sleep. Figured I’d be in the office at 8 AM and things aren’t that urgent. But the work accumulated and grew over the night.
Apparently I am not only schizophrenic, I have bipolar depression according to the Internet advertisers. Amazing what happens when you click on an ad, you even more of the same type. I’ve long been fascinated by mental health and how it’s used for social control, not to mention the benefits of better reguating one’s own emotions for more success and power in life. Plus mental health is fascinating for somebody who likes smoking pot and wants to learn all the best ways to get high up in the wilderness.
To be fair though, with all this time remote working, hanging out in the wilderness up at camp, smoking pot and drinking beer by the fire listening to the Dire Wolf, I have become a bit feral. I mean I wasn’t clean-shaven on Tuesday, as all my razors were dull and I didn’t shave daily camping over the past weekend. At least I’m becoming a stranger to my office, that said, I do come by on days when I actually have ot be here for in-person meetings on Tuesday and Thursdays and Wednesday to catch up on work. And heck, maybe on Monday next week, as the weather looks like shit, and I should be in office more I tell myself, as you miss things when your remoting in from the wilderness. Like the smell of the North Albany Sewage Plant and the exercise of riding your bike to work.
GOB Piles On North Mountain
West Virigina is a coal mining state, but historiclaly and today. From here, you can see GOB piles -- garbage overburden piles -- from old coal mines on North Mountain, just north of the North Potamac gap.
Taken on Friday October 11, 2019 at Notes.Back in the city at least for a few days π¨βπΌ
It wasn”t a bad ride downtown this morning with all the ordinary smells and obnoxious of it all. But alas I can’t work from the wilderness every day, as I have inperson meetings on Tuesdays and Thursday. But it was a pleasant four days with a decent amount of color, though that is fading fast.
That yummy smell of sewage treatment plant and Menands in the morning. I actually didn’t miss that smell much in wilderness. I do think I need a stronger smelling candle for the office as the lemon scent isn’t cutting it this morning. I’ll have to look at either scented candles or maybe some essential oils to add to the candle wax, which boils off much too quickly.
It was a nice ride in, and it’s sort of nice to be working back my desk again. I am not arguing against working from the passenger seat of my pickup or the hammock in the wilderness, but the internet is more reliable and faster in the office, and there is always a bathroom nearby which is good after I drink too much strong coffee.
After all the bills I got and paid last weekend, I am a soldier in the war on poverty, πͺ πΈ and this week isn’t a pay week, but this weekend at least if I do head out of town, I’m not planning to go far, maybe Rensselearville State Forest but only if t doesn’t look like a box of rain. So I can avoid stores and fuel as much as possible. And save some money. Not that camping has been that expensive, though I have driven a fair amount of miles and burned a fair amount of fuel.