What Am I Saying Here? Part II

This is the only picture I have to post today. Oxalis. Sweetness and calm are in low supply right now. 

And I haven't answered comments in two days and you know that's not like me. Yesterday I was in town all day and today was just about the same although not for the same reasons. Distraction, I guess. I guess that was the reason I was in town. 
I wanted to see if I could find the tips for my airbuds that would fit and I could not and I only figured out why about an hour ago- when the little silicon tip fell apart, it was holding on to a tiny black part of the pod and without that tiny black part, the tips do not fit. So. I cannot find the tiny black part or the part of the white silicon that was on it and I don't know what I'd do with it if I did. 
More on this later. 

But I went to Best Buy before I figured that out and as stupid as I feel for not seeing what was so obvious- the lack of the tiny black part- the guy who looked at my airbuds didn't notice it either and that's his goddam job. 

I have no patience this evening. None. 
More on that later too. 

I went to Michael's to look for any possible pottery glaze. They had none but I did buy Jessie (and me, if I want to use it) a tool to extrude fine lines of clay in designs upon whatever you want to have fine lines on. A woman in our class had decorated a vase this way and it looks like a henna design. It is beautiful. Jessie has a steady hand and an artistic eye and I think she might have fun with this. 
Is fun still a thing we can have?
More on that in a minute. 

I went to Costco. My card wouldn't work. I kept getting a message that it was not authorized. I thought I knew what the problem was- this morning I got a call from the ridiculous fraud detection line that my credit union uses. I called them back with the case number they'd left on my voice mail and got the robo call return which asked me if I'd made three charges which I suppose they deemed suspicious. Two to seed companies, one to Roku. I said that yes, I had made those charges and supposedly the hold they'd put on my card had been lifted. 
Fast forward to shopping- two places, the first two places in fact, that I used my card there was no problem. Then on to Costco and to Publix where I got the not authorized message when I tried to pay for my stuff. 

I used a different card. We are so fortunate to have one. 
I came home. I unloaded the groceries and started the dishwasher and picked the greens and then I called the credit union. The lady checked my account- no hold was being shown. So she advised me to call the fraud detection agency again. That agency is not associated with the credit union in a way that she could see what the trouble was. 
I called the fraud detection agency. I got sent to a guy whose accent was so heavy that I simply could not understand him. I am usually the most tolerant and understanding of people who are working hard, supporting their families, doing tech work in other countries. But today? I had no patience. See above. I said, "I don't feel comfortable," and hung up. 

After all that I decided to do a deep dive into my kitchen where the airpod bud thing fell apart to see if I could find the tiny black part. There is a gap along the bottom of the cabinets in the kitchen where a lousy carpenter on one of the many, many redos of that room, did not fit the floor boards up against the bottom of the cabinets. So I got down there and used my finger to sweet out the detritus which invariably  collects. I didn't find it. I got the real broom and swept all that stuff up. Theoretically. 
A few minutes later, walking across the kitchen barefoot because although it snowed a week ago, it is eighty-something here today, I stepped on something that pierced my heel, deeply, and it felt just like a thick glass shard-chunk which is exactly what it was. I pulled it out and proceeded to get blood all over the kitchen. Glen put a bandaid on it for me. This did not help. I put a different bandaid on it. So far, so good. 
I cleaned up the blood. I was then making my afternoon espresso shot and I managed to cut my little finger on the sharp inner edge of the can. Once again, blood everywhere. Once again, another bandaid. Not nearly as much blood. 

And you know what? As lousy a day as I have had, it has been the the best day of my life compared to the day being had by federal government employees and the people who depend on USAID. With every breath I took today, every moment of every hour, I was trying to get my head around the fact that Elon Musk is staging a coup with the help of a few barely-older-than-teenagers coders and it is happening right this second and it is not going to stop happening until Musk has exactly what he wants and although I really have no idea what that is, it's going to involve things we would never in our wildest dreams thought could happen here. 
I feel quite certain that the congressional Democrats are not pleased at all about this but being in the minority there as well as the senate AND the supreme court, I imagine they're trying to figure out how in hell to stop this. God I hope so. Is it even possible?

And what is Trump doing in all of this? Is he even slightly perturbed that Musk has taken control of it all and is using him as a puppet? A big, stupid puppet? He's probably playing golf at Mar-A-Lago while the country he promised to make great again is crumbling all around him. 

Meanwhile, we have to take care of ourselves. I know that focusing is very difficult for many of us. How can we focus when our brains are taken up with such horror? But please, let's try to keep our minds on task enough to not hurt ourselves. Or to get lost. Or to leave the stove on. Or to forget to take care of ourselves and each other as best we can. 

Again I say- this is not normal. We shouldn't act as if it is.

Love...Ms. Moon