ok - so i'm serious now... this is the last moving post. why? because we are fucking DONE! one full week of moving and one meanie weekend of the stragglers and 10+ hours of cleaning and we are fucking done. yay! aside from the cleaning taking longer than expected, the low blood sugar and the concussion i got from the car door being slammed shut onto my head by the fierce haight wind- it was good.
weird part. after i got my head concussed / bumped / whatever - it knocked me over. right as rooster came back outside to see me mostly lying on the ground this guy came over with his kid to see if i was ok. which was nice. he offered a hand to help me up - which was nice. once i was standing he - in a kindly but rough way - wiped away the tears on my face and said - there now - now more tears. smiled and walked away. it was so not how i relate to people in the world. it was weird. it sort of pissed me off - the assumption that he would just touch my face in what would usually be a pretty intimate gesture. but at the same time it felt like a dad thing to do. and he was there with his kid. so it's didn't feel like the gesture had the intention of - i'm a guy and of course you would appreciate this though you don't even know me. it felt more like he was wiping a tear away from a kids face. yet i am not a kid, so despite what felt like good intentions i felt my hackles rise. which took a lot of energy since the world was kind of rocking around in that i just hit my head and i am not so balanced sort of way. i let it slide. but it still sets a little weird.it was non-consensual tear wiping from a stranger. kindly meant or not - it freaked me out. and i am clearly thinking too much about this.just brought up issues of vulnerability, people taking liberties with my person, etc etc.
came home post schlepping / cleaning and since i had wrenched both my neck and back something fierce hauling the cat tower down the stairs, rooster suggested i just go to rainbow to get the lasagne fixings and she would haul the rest of the stuff up.
rainbow, on a sunday evening? i forgot. it was total chaos and i was still kinda headbump stupid.![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
dairryeirre was kind in not noticing my slower on the uptake than usual status when i stopped and chatted for a bit. i got the fixings, resisted a cookie and came home. made the best fucking lasagne ever! really. used annies spread as a cheese substitute. sauteed onions and garlic and then browned the meat in that to give extra flavor. used mushroom pasta sauce. chopped up some broccoli and chard super small and then made the multiple layers of pasta sauce, annies, veggies. meat, repeat. :) 35 mins covered in foil at 425. 5 mins without the foil in the oven to make it all crispy good and whaaaala - super delicious. even better than the real cheese lasagne's i have had in the past. and that's saying something considering how much i love cheese.
so full of food, and warm from the coffee with a shot of makers that i used to motivate my cooking, i hung some more art and rooster is working on putting away the clothes. it's all about the unpacking and the nesting now. what an exciting development.
last night i was so tired i didn't even dream, hopefully that changes tonight.
now - i go to listen to some leonard cohen and put ice on my head.
xo
weird part. after i got my head concussed / bumped / whatever - it knocked me over. right as rooster came back outside to see me mostly lying on the ground this guy came over with his kid to see if i was ok. which was nice. he offered a hand to help me up - which was nice. once i was standing he - in a kindly but rough way - wiped away the tears on my face and said - there now - now more tears. smiled and walked away. it was so not how i relate to people in the world. it was weird. it sort of pissed me off - the assumption that he would just touch my face in what would usually be a pretty intimate gesture. but at the same time it felt like a dad thing to do. and he was there with his kid. so it's didn't feel like the gesture had the intention of - i'm a guy and of course you would appreciate this though you don't even know me. it felt more like he was wiping a tear away from a kids face. yet i am not a kid, so despite what felt like good intentions i felt my hackles rise. which took a lot of energy since the world was kind of rocking around in that i just hit my head and i am not so balanced sort of way. i let it slide. but it still sets a little weird.it was non-consensual tear wiping from a stranger. kindly meant or not - it freaked me out. and i am clearly thinking too much about this.just brought up issues of vulnerability, people taking liberties with my person, etc etc.
came home post schlepping / cleaning and since i had wrenched both my neck and back something fierce hauling the cat tower down the stairs, rooster suggested i just go to rainbow to get the lasagne fixings and she would haul the rest of the stuff up.
rainbow, on a sunday evening? i forgot. it was total chaos and i was still kinda headbump stupid.
dairryeirre was kind in not noticing my slower on the uptake than usual status when i stopped and chatted for a bit. i got the fixings, resisted a cookie and came home. made the best fucking lasagne ever! really. used annies spread as a cheese substitute. sauteed onions and garlic and then browned the meat in that to give extra flavor. used mushroom pasta sauce. chopped up some broccoli and chard super small and then made the multiple layers of pasta sauce, annies, veggies. meat, repeat. :) 35 mins covered in foil at 425. 5 mins without the foil in the oven to make it all crispy good and whaaaala - super delicious. even better than the real cheese lasagne's i have had in the past. and that's saying something considering how much i love cheese.so full of food, and warm from the coffee with a shot of makers that i used to motivate my cooking, i hung some more art and rooster is working on putting away the clothes. it's all about the unpacking and the nesting now. what an exciting development.
last night i was so tired i didn't even dream, hopefully that changes tonight.
now - i go to listen to some leonard cohen and put ice on my head.
xo
