my heater needs to be replaced. i hate 2025

Update: You’re Not Sorry – Part 47

I am soooo done with this year.

Just after my hand starts to heal (we’re in the new skin growing phase which is less disgusting then the active burn blister phase), and I can switch to a small bandage, I come home on Wednesday, and my heater won’t turn on. We have someone come out, and of course, my 32-year-old heater has decided to kick the bucket. (I am as angry as you are that 1993 was apparently 32 years ago, because WHAT). So new one can’t be installed until Nov 14. And now my electric bill is going to double so I can pay off the new unit in installments.

I’m fine, it’s fine. I’m bundled up in my Showgirl cardigan (which looks like a smart investment after all) with my space heater because why not.

ANYWAY.

Let’s focus on some good things.

It’s November! I survived the two month gauntlet of September-October with only one vacation day built in. This part of the year sucks every year, but the remodeling, then burn of my hand, and my cousin’s disappearing cat really made it a special hellfire (and prepping 3 classes, and new freshmen who think directions are for decorations if i hear 6,7 one more time im gonna crash out) —

Two four day weekends coming up, plus a professional day on Monday which means this next week, I only have TWO days I have to spend with the gremlins. And this is the first day off where my house isn’t under construction.

I’m starting my own NaNoWriMo, working on the edit/rewrite of my Flash Fiction series, Watch Me Burn. If you’re on Patreon, I’m posting those scenes as I wrote them for the Stalker tier.

I should be back tomorrow to update more.

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