I couldn’t figure out why I was in such a mood this morning.
Not a horrible mood.
But just a bit flat.
I’ve been doing a lot of Trauma reading for class and I wondered, am I getting into it, the reading, too deeply, am I dissociating?
Then.
Ha.
I realized.
Oh.
Hello.
You haven’t had a day off in ten days.
You’re not dissociating.
You’re just fucking tired.
Heh.
And the tired went its way once I got moving.
I am grateful that I let myself take it real slow though, on my way to work I saw a motorcycle accident.
The rider was being attended to on the ground and his cycle was broken, I mean broken and in bits all over Lincoln Avenue.
There was a cop taking a statement from the person I am assuming was the person driving the car, he looked shaken up and it was pretty obvious what had happened.
He didn’t see the motorcycle and he accelerated into the turn and hit him.
Lincoln is a two lane road in both directions, but heading in from the outer avenues always feels a little tense, as there are a lot of cars that are pulling into the right hand lane and there are also cars parked on the right hand side of the road, the visibility is low and I learned very fast to stay in the left hand lane on my scooter as much as possible.
It was a bit spooky and I rode the rest of the way into work at a slow, measured, calm pace, no lane splitting, just cool and relaxed.
Having done the commute enough times now on my scooter I have a better idea of how to gauge the timing on it and I knew that I was fine to take it at a more mellow clip.
Grateful for that.
I would rather be a little late than dead.
And I wasn’t late either.
Work was busy.
One of my charges was home sick from school.
That always makes for a little extra work.
But.
I felt very of service and I was able to rally her spirits enough with a promise of using the stroller to get her out for a little while when it seemed she had high energy.
We made it to the Upper Noe Valley Recreational Center and on the way I ran into a classmate from my cohort!
It was super nice to see her and give her a great big hug and then off to the swings and some hanging out in the sand box.
We didn’t stay long, my little charge ran out of juice pretty quick, but timing wise it was perfect.
By the time we got back I was able to have a quick bite, then turn around and hop on the train to pick up the other sibling from school.
He and I went to Dolores Park after pick up and ran around and played hide and seek and tag.
We were at the park for about an hour, then headed back to the house, grandma was on her way.
Yes.
Grandma visit for the next week or so.
The timing is nice for the family, next week is “ski week” at the school and all the kids are off, it’s sort of like an early Spring Break.
The family I work for will be staying in town.
I am not sure if my hours will be less or more than what they are now, I worked a little late for them today, but I’m pretty much guaranteed off by 6:30 p.m.
I also talked to the mom about Burning Man today.
She didn’t give the complete all the thumbs up in the air, she has to check out her calendar, but she said they would try to make it work!
She asked me to send her the specific dates and she would look into it.
So when I came home tonight.
Yes.
Yes I did.
I updated my Burner Profile on the Burning Man site and applied for the low-income ticket.
I had to write a little essay about what the event means to me, how I have experienced it, what I will bring to the event.
As well as show economic need.
The graduate school tuition bill will help establish that.
Heh.
I also sent them my W-2 and a copy of my paycheck stub.
All electronically.
It took me a minute to figure all that out, but I am amazed, I got it done.
I got a confirmation e-mail back and now I just wait and see.
The organization promises to respond within ten weeks of the application.
The Burning Man organization is allotting 4,000 low-income tickets this year.
They’re still expensive, $190.
But considering the current ticket cost is $425, it’s a bargain.
Of course, as always, I don’t want to pay anything.
However.
This year, for the first time ever, I am planning on going to Burning Man.
Not.
“Working Man.”
I have worked every single event I have gone to.
Ten of them.
And considering that I am in school and working full-time I just decided that it was about time for me to just go.
I can afford to camp and provide for my own needs.
I don’t have to work to get my costs covered.
I got a tax return.
There are funds that I can earmark towards infrastructure needs and getting to and from the event and you know, maybe some hair flowers and glitter.
Heh.
So.
Fingers crossed I get the time off and the low-income ticket.
If I don’t get either.
Than so be it.
I am happy to have just taken the actions.
I can let go of the results.
The results are not mine anyhow.
They never have been.
That’s up to God.
And.
Well.
God seems to like me out at Burning Man.
We have a good time hanging out together on playa.
So.
I don’t expect to get dropped this year.
Let’s do it!
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