#melzjournal2016

I’m drunk.

My weekly therapy appointment is Monday, 1 pm.

She’s going to ask

(like she always does)

“How’s the drinking?”

and I’m going to answer

(like I always do)

But, one thing that was said just doesn’t sit right with me. 

“We give them [the homeless] a hand up rather than a hand out” - Director, local county coalition for the homeless.

This just screams of elitism, to me. It’s like they were saying to the, mostly wealthy, audience “Don’t worry, we make sure their personal autonomy is still restricted.”

Last Friday I took my car in for some routine maintenance. On my way home I was feeling great. I took care of a thing. Gold star adulting over here! 

So, I get home and the water pipes are frozen up. Fuck. Not a whole lot I can do about that. Just wait for them to thaw. And, of course, we had lowest temps of the winter over the weekend (-18F plus windchill). So, come Monday morning, my sewer pipes were also frozen. Shit. (literally). 

On Tuesday, temps were around 50F and the water and sewer came back (and in the proper order!). Best case scenario. 

So, I crawled under my house and discovered that the insulation had come off of a section of pipe. The heat tape was there (and working) but not doing a damn thing because no insulation. I fixed that. 

Wednesday & Thursday: Go Mel! You got this! You can adult! 

Today. Car made an awful noise. I took it to repair shop. Oil dripped on something and ruined it which caused something else to fail. Fucking hell. So. No car til part comes in.