S12EP4: Yultide Wuest - The Darkness Sets

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Sunday, December 3, 2023; 1905

Well, I was almost feeling back to my normal self. Then I tried to talk to Cuddlebug about the other night and I am right back to being miserable. I am currently fighting the urge to start taking all of the decorations down.

And, again, I had so many things on my mind. Little Observations and moments throughout my day. I no longer care to write. I’m just kind of over it.

Saturday, December 2, 2023; 0559

I have been up for about an hour and a half. This page has been on the screen for at least an hour. I just can’t get focused on anything. I feel blah. I’m in the In-Betweens. Part of me wants to be me – upbeat, positive, etc. But most of me, at the moment, just doesn’t care. I don’t want to be or do anything.

In fact…I really don’t feel like writing.

Who really cares what goes on in my life or what I think or feel? Who cares what it is I think I learn?

Friday, December 1, 2023; 0333

Yesterday turned out to be a day. Not in a good way.

Financially it was rough. I spent my early morning trying to decide by what time I wanted to leave. I finally decided on 0800. In fact, it was even earlier that that when I left. At first, it seemed as though I would have been better to wait until 1000. I made some money but it wasn’t a banging morning or anything. Later in the day, I changed my tune and was glad that I went out because later in the day it got worse.

Lunch was OK. It just wasn’t real strong. It was enough to keep me positive and hopeful though. My plan yesterday was to take one financial obligation at a time. I started with my budget for groceries at Wally World. Then I was working towards the stuff I needed at The Club Store. After that, my next round of gas. Anything over all of that was a bonus to be put towards the rest of what I need this weekend. [Which, at this point, I will never make. So I will be starting next week the same way I started this week.]

Like I said, it was moving along but very slowly. Fortunately, the focused amount wasn’t extraordinary, so I wasn’t feeling panicked or stressed. Towards the last part of lunch I took a moment to stop at The Mechanic. The Rocket has to go in on Wednesday. It’s having all sorts of issues that may even be a lil dangerous. I just can’t win with this car.

After lunch I sat for a bit. There was just nothing going on. Then I received a grouping of Wally World deliveries that would take me down to needing $11. However, once again, they were a hot mess. I waited just over an hour and had one order cancel. I tried to stick it out for the other two because they were going to the same place. They just weren’t coming and when I asked about them no one could give me any idea as to how much longer it would take.

My patience eventually broke. I had already turned down other deliveries to sit there and see that through. I finally gave up. I decided that since I was already at Wally World I would go in and get my groceries. The problem with that is I needed refrigerated and frozen items so I would have to make my way home before long. By the time I finished at Wally World I decided to just stop at The Club Store. I had made just enough to cover both.

From there I came home. I wanted to check on the freezer – which I “fixed” yesterday morning before I left. The controller dial was broken on the inside. I had taken it off to sneak a look. There’s the whole like little post thing that slides back and forth with the dial and it is connected to some sort of little metal arm/lever thing inside.

I found what I think is the appropriate spot and taped it up so that the lever was depressed. So far it seems to be working. Things that were softer in the morning before I left – bread and such – were frozen when I got home. I haven’t checked the temp this morning but I know at one point last night it was down to 10 degrees.

I almost finished all the Christmas decorating. I redid the front lights – changing out the blue strand I had with a set of multi-colored lights. I finished the downstairs tree. I hung a few lil things on the walls. I put out the rest of my wooden snowmen. I cleaned up all the miscellaneous and put the tubs away. There is a small pile of random things left down on the bar that will eventually find their home.

Then came the rough part. Cuddlebug and I had a blow out. I even yelled at one point. It’s all over stupid stuff – kind of.

I have this throw blanket that I got for Christmas 2013. It has the girls’ school pics on it. That cover has gone through everything with me since I got it. It went on the Quest. It traveled with me when I was doing FiberOptic work. It was with me through homelessness. It was always my connection to them. It means the world to me.

I put it over the couch in the basement. That way it can be open and spread out and I can see it whenever I go down there. Now, the girls don’t like it. I have no clue why. I can only imagine that it is because it is school pictures and they are a little embarrassed.

When I was at The Nest, I would have to take it down on the few occasions they came to visit. I mean, I didn’t have to but I could do that for them. However, this isn’t The Nest. This is my home. I want it out where I can see it. It lifts my spirits.

Twice in the last week I have gone down to find it off the couch, folded up and placed somewhere else. I have put it back. Last night, I said something about it.

“Please don’t move that blanket off the couch again.”

She huffed, “Sunshine and I don’t like it!”

“I don’t care.”

To which she huffed even louder, “Okay,” and stormed off.

That’s when I raised my voice and yelled, “Ya know what…”

We exchanged words. I told her I didn’t deserve attitude. She said she wasn’t giving me any. I pointed out that she huffed and stomped off. That’s attitude. That was the last we spoke to each other last night and probably for several days. Not only is she going to her mother’s for the weekend. But she has already told me that when her and her mom would fight that they wouldn’t talk to each other for days.

I’m not really that person. I don’t believe in that. Cuddlebug knows I’ve always been one to talk it through. Big ‘D’ was one of those people that wouldn’t speak for days. I knew of times when she didn’t say a word to Craze for three days, even a week. I think it’s ridiculous.

However, this time, I have nothing left to say. I’m done. I’m done being talked to like I’m stupid [which she does often. She thinks I’m not as intelligent as her.] I have said something about that as well. I’m done being made to feel like I can’t have things the way I want in my house. I’m done being made to feel like I can’t say no to her or disagree or dislike. The moment it’s not what she wants to hear she acts just like that.

I’m done kissing my daughter’s asses to spend time with them or be a part of their lives. Sunshine doesn’t really come here anymore. We barely got her here to spend time on Thanksgiving. Cuddlebug lives here and I have no clue how she feels or what she’s going through or how school is going. We don’t hang out just the two of us. It’s always The Boy.

Honestly, I am seriously contemplating canceling Christmas plans. That’s how done I am. Be careful what you wish for you just might get it. Maybe the Yule I need is one that has me alone. I mean I don’t know how I am going to afford to make a Christmas dinner so why should I have up to 7 people here. I don’t have gifts of any kind to exchange. And, right now, I really don’t want to spend time with my daughters. [I never thought I’d say that.]

I’m kind of done with everything at the moment.

A message came yesterday to “Reevaluate my list.”

This was another message Belle received in her Dreamtime. [It’s a whole thing.] It has left me frustrated because I have no clue what Spirit is talking about. I don’t even have any current lists. I mean, there’s the list of obligations and debts I would like to straighten out if I can ever stop barely scraping by each day. Also the list of things I’d like to get if I can do the same – new glasses, which I need. Maybe some clothes since I’ve pretty much been wearing the same clothes for years. So many of my shirts are tattered. I can’t get rid of them because there would be nothing left to wear. I can’t afford to even go to Goodwill to replace them.

I don’t currently have a list of projects because there is nothing I can do. I have no Goals or plans left. I’ve given up my notions of The Rabbit Hole. I’m in the process of giving up WTML. Everything is just kind of pointless anymore. I’ve reached my peak.

I figure I found a home and that is my greatest accomplishment to date. Now, I will just live each day and work and pay bills and not bother with anything else. What else is there?

Thursday, November 30, 2023; 0331

I really don’t know how I feel about this waking up at 0300 trend that is happening.

Yesterday is very much a haze. The morning went OK. Financially, I got where I wanted to [for the morning.] The afternoon took a bit of a turn. The Professor was down and so I stopped to visit with him for a bit. It was actually a perfect plan. I did what I needed in the morning and I only needed to make another small amount for the rest of the day.

When I went back out on the road it was slow at first. Well, it was just slow. I eventually took a Wally World gig. It was a small fare but I figured it was something. However, it was taking too long. Way too long for what I was getting paid. I canceled that order and by that time the decision was made to come home.

I wanted to work on the second Christmas tree. I got some of it going but not as much as I would have liked. First, it took me a while because the pre-lit lights do not work. They were in my way for putting other lights on. So I went through and cut them all off the tree. Soon after that The Boy was here with some friends, and I knew they wanted to hang out in the basement. I piddled around with some other things and then I went to bed and passed out.

A few things from the day. First, the ‘new’ freezer doesn’t seem to be working right. We’re not sure what is going on. The thermometer is reading below freezing but some things just aren’t frozen right. The dial doesn’t seem to work right. It will turn endlessly in one direction but gets stuck moving in the other. It may be busted. I may have busted it because I did notice that the first night but I ‘got’ it to move. Nonetheless, we’re gonna deal the best we can.

I had several thoughts when I was leaving the driveway yesterday morning. I thought about how we needed some rock salt and some wood pellets and starter gel. I also thought about how we need to start using the pellet stove more frequently now that the days have gotten colder. I think it’s our best plan to run it during the day. At night, we are all here and on different floors till all hours. The pellet stove will heat only the main floor and turn off the heat everywhere else. During the day there are only one or two of us here and the upstairs will stay fairly warm on its own. So I figure run the stove during the day to help maintain the temperature and just let it run until closer to bed time. Anyway, when I got home the stove was on and the kids told me how they bought a bag of rock salt, a bag of pellets, and starter gel.

Someone was riding my vibe.

I feel very off this morning. Not in a bad way. I’m just having trouble being grounded. The Quest gets more intense.

I think I will see more energies as we enter and get deeper into December. I also expect to feel more of The Christmas Spirit. I also think the last two weeks before Christmas are going to get intense. [I have no clue what that means and I’m not certain I want to.] So let us see what the next 9 days brings first.

As I was decorating the tree last night, I was thinking about my wish for a decent Yule. That was when I honed in on those last two weeks. But more importantly, I was thinking about how it’s coming together slowly. How I am blessed with things like decorations and trees to help set the mood. This whole second tree came together on its own and I didn’t even know I was going to have it. Yesterday Big ‘D’ gave me a Christmas rug to lay down somewhere.

These things are blessings and gifts. It will allow me to feel and share the Spirit even if I can’t do things like gifts. But then, I had been thinking earlier yesterday [in an unrelated matter] does one really need the gifts, or the big meals…does one really need all of that to celebrate Christmas?

I don’t know. We will see how it all plays out. All I know is that more and more I am just taking life day by day – moment by moment – as it comes.

Cuddlebug talked to her Psychology of Sleep professor yesterday about my daily 10 minute naps. Apparently, this process is absolutely terrible for my heart. I’m also not supposed to be dreaming so quickly. At least according to the professor and all of his science. All I know is that I have been doing it every day for years.

I had a talk with Cuddlebug and she said she does have the money in her account to cover an oil delivery. I absolutely hate to ask them to cover a full one on their own. I mean, we had had that discussion and I told them that day might come. But that doesn’t mean I like it. In the grand scheme of things I suppose it balances out. I don’t charge them rent. I don’t charge them for anything really. Basically, I pay the bills and they live their lives. I’m OK with that. They’re trying to find and build their lives. They will help with things like the pellets and the rock salt and such. If they pay for even the next two oil deliveries that is the equivalent of less than $150 a month in rent for them to live here and have Wi-Fi and streaming services and the ability to cook meals the way they like, etc.

I think that is everything for now. I’m going to start putting my day together and see what else I can get done before I leave for a day of delivering.

Wednesday, November 29, 2023; 0425

I have actually been up since 0310. I just sort of lingered through The Witching Hour this morning.

I’m feeling kind of worn this morning. Yesterday took a toll on me. I was out of the house for 12 ½ hours. I logged 7 ½ hours of driving/work time. That other 5 hours was spent driving back from a delivery, or worse, sitting and waiting for orders. At one point, it was so slow that I had seriously contemplated giving up and just dealing with the ramifications today.

Obviously, I decided not to, because what good would that do me?

I stuck with that Wally World order, because I had no choice at that point. It was going to put me where I needed to be and it had gotten too late to try to make that amount of money over dinner. From what I could gather, after talking to 3 associates, they were about 3 hours behind in fulfilling orders. Hence why I sat there for over 2.

I was on edge by the end of the wait. I was losing my patience. If last night was a ‘test,’ I failed. At best I got a D. [Below average but not quite failing.] I was irritable and short-tempered. I found myself, several times, having to take a mental step back and breathe deep. Everything Happens for a Reason – Precise & perfectly Placed. Perhaps it was an experience to teach or remind me of something – such as patience. Or even a moment to remind me of the power of Faith. Maybe it was some sort of Karmic Balance. I’ve had very profitable and yet shorter days. Yesterday was the longest day I’ve put in for some time and it was, financially, Just Enough.

My irritability was multi-factored. Obviously, the stress of the wait for those last orders played a large part. Watching time slip away knowing I needed that money and I needed it by a certain time. I made it. Just barely. I cleared an extra $9 with just 15 minutes to spare.

Just Enough

And Then Some

Always at the Last Moment

[Maybe this whole experience is like a…hmmm…I know there’s a word. It’s not premonition. Its not preparatory. Nonetheless, maybe it’s getting me ready for something. More on that in a moment.]

So, the stress of the delay had me worked up. Meanwhile, it was getting darker. I didn’t have my glasses, nor did I know [for certain] where they were. I’ve never had great night vision. It’s even worse now. I really need my glasses. It was a rough drive that included a lot of back roads where I couldn’t see shit.

And, I realized, when I got home and devoured some dinner, that I had gotten very hungry.

I was definitely tense and stressed. Truth is, I can still feel it this morning. Kinda like I’m shaking it off. I could have avoided so much of that tension if I had been able to remember – and live – every Principle I have listed this morning.

This is kind of what I meant last week when I said I was a beacon of hope [or however I put it.] Yesterday was completely out of my hands. For a while it seemed as if it was working against me. I reached a point where I had to at least consider the worst case scenario – so I knew what my plan was if it came to that.

And then, in the final moments – BANG, SPLASH – it all came together.

I would hope that if people can see that in the story then maybe it will remind them that even in the darkest hour there is still hope. Things can still shift and change.

And this is what I meant by “preparing me for something.”

Before the Quest began, my only wish was to pull off a decent Yule. At that point in time I didn’t know how I would pull it off but there was still plenty of time to figure it out. Now, that window is slowly closing. I don’t know how I am going to pull off Christmas Eve dinner, let alone have any kind of gift for anyone. [I can’t even find my bucket of wood for ornaments – which was my only current consolation in all this.]

Meanwhile, everything seems to be working backwards or against me. This week was supposed to be a week when I could make some extra money. By extra I mean not bills. Money that could go towards Yule or heating oil. My last two days of income all went towards last weeks bills. That was all my extra money for this week. Everything else I make this week has purpose – rent, gas, groceries, bills. I’ll be lucky if I see any kind of extra – even a few dollars.

So, maybe last night was a demonstration. Something to spark the mind and remind me that Anything is Possible. Perhaps, it was put in place, to help calm me as I deal with my Yule Dilemma.

Tuesday, November 28, 2023; 1745

I got some work earlier. It flowed nicely and now I am stuck waiting. I took a (5) Wally World delivery. It was supposed to make my day. I have been sitting here for 2 hours. On one hand it’s fine. It’s enough money to cover the time. I can put I another 2 hours on the job and still make plenty an hour. However, I need the money to bring my bank account out if the red and my window for making that deposit is slowly closing. I can’t go and do dinner service now it is too late to get started so I am stuck waiting in the order.

I seem to have lost my glasses today. This sucks because it makes it near impossible for me to deliver at night. I also don’t have the money to replace them. It’s been on the list.

Admittedly I am getting frustrated now and starting to lose my patience. I’m also bored.

1325

This day is not as strong as I hoped [or needed.] not yet anyway. I’ve made some money but only about a third of what I need.

0313

The Witching Hour.

I haven’t woken for this in a very long time. I’m not even sure why I am awake, or more importantly, why I haven’t tried to go back to sleep. I did try to go back to sleep before I got out of bed. I woke. Laid there for a moment wondering what time it was. I looked at the clock and thought, “Oh HELL no.” I rolled over on my side and then….had to pee. So that was the end of going back to sleep.

I feel good this morning. A little tired but, you know, it’s 3 o’clock in the morning. I’m ready to face the day. Unless I have the kind of day I had yesterday, it will probably take me all day to make Just Enough to cover the red numbers that my account will be showing in just a few hours. But, I should make it nonetheless.

I had 2 moments of Gratitude & Graciousness yesterday. 1 I passed. 1 I failed.

FAIL: I was doing a couple of Wally World deliveries. While I was waiting for the orders, another order was added on. The pay was decent but it was a lot of stuff. A LOT of stuff. Then I realized I was going to have to carry it up a flight of apartment steps. It was more stuff than I could take in 1 trip. In fact, I loaded my delivery bags and still had to make 4 trips up and down. The pay I was quoted was not quite THAT decent. I was irritated. But I kept telling myself to just be thankful It may have been sucky but it was moving me towards my Goal. I tried. I failed. It was just a lot to carry. My one delivery bag [the biggest one] was so loaded down I could almost not lift it to take it up the steps. I just sort of dumped the delivery bags out on the floor. Muttering “WTF” as I walked away. It’s hard to tell because it was grouped with two other deliveries but I think the pay was more than what I had been told originally.

PASS: I had bought some lottery tickets yesterday morning. I had a $20 winner on me. I decided that $20 cash wasn’t going to help or fix anything in the moment. So I blew an extra $20. I’m always hopeful for a decent boost. I never play expecting to win big but I always hope for that boost. It has happened before and at just the perfect moment. So I get hopeful [or desperate, I can’t decide which.] Nonetheless, it was only $10. Technically, I lost $10. Still, now I had $10 that I didn’t have before. I gave thanks for that.

I realized that I still haven’t looked up my pinky toe. So, since it is so Friggin early in the morning, let’s do that.

Left Side of Body: Represents receptivity, taking in, the feminine, women, mother.

Toes: Represent the tiny details of the future.

*using the entry for fingers as a reference* Little toe: Represents family and pretending [hmmm?]

Broken Bone: Rebelling against authority.

This is all so fascinating. I can’t remember exactly what I was thinking/feeling, or what was happening at the moment, but I feel like parts of this actually make sense.

And while Im in the book, my shoulders are a lil tense this morning.

Shoulders: Represent our ability to carry our life experiences joyously. We make life a burden by our attitude.

Well I think that is all for now. I’m getting hungry and I can start moving towards my day. And, since I do have so much time ahead of me this morning, perhaps I will tackle a task or two.

Monday, November 27, 2023;2016

Well, I made my day and then some. I still have a large chunk to make tomorrow in order to cover the rent payment, but it should be a feasible amount. It’s just going to take the day to make it. That’s fine. I’ll survive. Besides it is better than where I thought I would be at. Midday I was certain that I would be working half of Wednesday as well to cover this.

I am home now. My administrative stuff is done. [I finished much of it while sitting and waiting on orders today.] I need to unpack my day and fix my day for tomorrow. Then I am all ready to go.

Trust in The Lord Your G-d.

1449

This day is going poorly and I mean that in a literal way. It’s just not been very abundant. It hasn’t been terrible. It’s just a long way from what I need. And I need much more than I thought I did when I left the house this morning.

From what I can gauge, it will take me until Wednesday to dig myself out of the hole. My biggest challenge will be gas. I’ve been reminding myself that, not too long ago, I survived a week and a half while being negative every day in my account. The difference is that then I still had the ability to use my paypal card to skate through. Now I can’t. This isn’t an issue except for gas. I need gas to work.

I will fill the tank at the end of the day while there are still funds. That should get me to mid-Wednesday. If I haven’t caught up by then [which I’m not sure I can] then I don’t know what I’m going to do. I have one thing I can try but I am uncertain it will work.

In the meantime I just continue on my way. I feel ip and positive and energetic and I’m not going to let this stop me from feeling that way. Trust in The Lord Your G-d.

0501

Yesterday only continued to get worse. I kept trying to motivate and work at things but as I moved I only felt worse. Eventually, I would go into the bedroom and crash out – for quite some time.

When I woke, I saw the rain and that is when I began to understand. I don’t know what it is or how it works. It’s not every time. It’s not with every rain. But sometimes with an impending rain I will get terribly sick. It starts in my head and works its way through out my body. It generally renders me useless. That is precisely what happened yesterday. Once the rain actually broke, I started to get better.

I didn’t get far with the things I wanted to do yesterday. Obviously. However, I did make a slight dent despite feeling crippled. [Seriously, I couldn’t stand up straight when I walked. I had that little strength.] So, part of my plan for the week is to continue on that journey.

I am going to go room by room and make sure things are in order. Top to bottom. Then I want to clean. I also have a new tree to put up. I found it on the side of the road. Sometimes, it is interesting to me how life unfolds itself.

Yesterday morning, Brother john messaged me [after seeing FB pics of my tree] and asked if I wanted some more lights. He had some he was getting rid of. Sure, why not. I’ll put them around the house or save them till next year. Meanwhile, Cuddlebug is visiting at her mom’s and came home later with a bunch of ornaments.

I now have everything I need to decorate a second tree. And, technically, it was all put into motion before I had another tree to decorate.

It’s this kind of stuff that inspires me. These are the experiences that tell me there is so much more to life and living than we realize. It all came together on its own and I didn’t even have a clue something was happening. On my end of things – I just saw that tree for free and knew I had to have it. [Of course, getting the tree was the thing that forced me home.]

The thing is, this is happening every day in every aspect of our lives. Things are coming together on their own. They will come randomly. They may seem out of place or to have off timing. But things are always happening behind the scenes of our own lives.

I am going to do my best to carry this thought/sentiment forward. Just before this Quest began I made a wish. I wished that I could do a decent Yule – my kind of Yule. I was not expecting perfection. But, I do what to put at least something together – the meal, some sort of gifts, and of course The Spirit.

Right now, everything seem s to be working backwards, almost against that wish.

The last two days have left me financially in the hole. I am paying my rent this morning and I still don’t have all the money. I will make it. I will get there. It just frustrates me because this was supposed to be a week when I could get ahead. Not that I’d really be ahead because I now am behind in this or that. Still, I could make way above and beyond what I needed for the week. Enough that I’d have a substantial amount to put towards the impending oil delivery. Now, all of that extra is just going to cover my ass for last week.

I can’t be upset about it though. Like I know that coming home was the best thing yesterday. In hindsight, I realize there is no way I could have done that day. I just kept getting worse and worse as the day went on. If I had stayed out I would have kept trying to stay out. I need the money. I was already fighting with myself [or The Voice.] Part of me wanted to just go home and curl up and die. The rest of me was more concerned about my obligations.

Well, I need to eat and get my energy together and go out and try this day. [Side note: Full Moon.]

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Wherever you are and whenever you are – Like, Comment, and Share – we’re on a Journey and it takes you to get there.

So, without hesitation, for now and for always, from here in Geistopia, this is your beloved Rev…

WALT: And Walt…

DOC: Unt Doc…

JOHNNY: Aaaaand Johnny…

And those guys, saying, “Stay Tuned-In, Fellow Travelers,” and wishing you Peace, Love, Light…

WALT: And Freakishness, Baby.

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