By: Revanche

Good Things Friday (137) and Link Love

October 8, 2021

1. We just barely survived last week and Friday night seemed like our last gasp. I was on heavy pain meds and they blunted the illness and fatigue driven pain but the trade off was I couldn’t fall asleep. Ironic since the pain was keeping me awake in the first place. None of this is the good part. The good part was that Smol’s first waking at 9 pm was surprisingly not as bad as usual. I cuddled them, dosed them with meds, and cuddled them some more for about 15 minutes. Long enough for them to fall asleep on me and start deep breathing. Usually I put them back in the crib before that because I don’t want to create bad habits but it’d been a long week of misery for both of us. Comforting the wee babe in their sadness seemed right. The transition back to the crib was peaceful for the first time all week, and their second 3 am waking was also relatively smooth. I didn’t get much sleep but PiC did which meant he was rested enough to cover the whole morning so I could try and rest up.

2. It was so warm and pleasant on Saturday, we did a little picnic.

3. Our state refund check went missing, and I was annoyed because every time a check has gone missing in the last few years, it never turns up. Four checks, all gone. I had to go to some lengths to get the checks reissued. Miracle of miracles, this one did show up after I reported it missing (as I always do) to USPS!!

4. Sometimes you can just tell JB to take the baby and they take the baby and play their little hearts out. I cherish these (very loud) moments.

Challenges this week: The rough seas with Smol continued into this week. We’re both worn down to nubs.

We are both struggling with a major influx of work, and not enough staff to handle it, and not enough hours in the day. This shall pass, right?

Some food for thought about losing success after you achieve it in Dangerous Feelings. I’m trying to decide how much I agree with any of this. I do agree a bit with the idea that, though I wouldn’t necessarily call it paranoia, becoming complacent leads to decline.

Metal Like Blood in the Dark,
BY T. KINGFISHER IN UNCANNY MAGAZINE

I’m excited for Tanja’s second book coming soon: Introducing Wallet Activism, a New Book and Podcast

Big Business Is Bankrolling an Effort to Kill the Democratic Climate Bill. I hold stock in at least one of the named companies and I wonder who I need to yell at and how effective I can make that yelling.

I’ve been thinking about Donna’s Financial gifts. I remember a very kind reader fifteen years ago paying for a new mouse for me because I couldn’t afford such a luxury. I remember the bus driver who busted his ass to get me to the train station when I had worked too late and had no safe way to get there otherwise. I remember the kind support of friends on here when I was out of a job during the Great Recession and crushed under the weight of the stress; I was supporting my nuclear family at the time on unemployment and savings. For all my hardships, I’ve been incredibly fortunate and I hope that I put that back out there for others in equal if not greater measure.

Is That All There Is? Why Burnout Is A Broken Promise: Gunderman contends that burnout is not, then, necessarily caused by stress and overwork, but “the sum total of hundreds and thousands of tiny betrayals of purpose, each one so minute that it hardly attracts notice.”

Thinking of burnout as a form of betrayal is illuminating, because it frames burnout not as a solitary experience — an agony you battle alone, something that’s your sole responsibility to heal from — but a relationship in conflict.

Anti-Homeless Laws and Policies Are on the Rise in Cities Like Los Angeles

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