Dear Dough Pushers,
It’s Day Two and Bready Lamarr looks beautiful. Last night I chucked half the starter and added the AP flour and water. Today there are bubbles and that nice slightly fruity aroma. It also grew! Can’t wait to make a bread out it!
In addition to writing this blog, I’ve been writing scripts again and I’m pretty excited. These posts have been a great way to warm up my hands and brain.
It’s pouring so it’s the perfect weather to bake. But I won’t until I’ve got a decent amount on paper. There’s a flash flood warning until 4:30 pm.
Yesterday, I convinced my mother to get a bigger tank for her adult red eared sliders, Tic and Tac. They need to swim and a basking light! So we bought the tank, we’re building a ramp and getting a basking light. I’ll post the final results soon.
Dear Forgotten friends,
Sorry I’ve neglected this blog. Where have I been this past year? I’ve been working on movie sets leading a seemingly glamorous lifestyle. Set life and being a P.A. is not fancy. I looked back at some of these blog posts and found that story of me cleaning a shitty toilet. While I don’t clean shitty toilets, being a P.A. involves still cleaning up people’s half empty water bottles, papers, and answering questions. It’s a huge improvement from shit.
What else have I been doing? I’ve been baking! I remembered this blog because I started writing again after a dry spell. Baking and learning to cook new dishes has inspired me to take more initiative. It also has been saving me money. I’ve spent a lot less money on coffee. They say it adds up, it really does add up! I recently went to a bottomless brunch and saw the bill by the end and calculated how many meals I could’ve cooked out of those fifty- plus dollars.
I’m going to follow up this post with one about all the bread making I’ve been doing.
P.S. Don’t think I’ve forgotten the picture sign-off
P.P.S. I told my friend that I wanted to decorated my eventual apartment like the film Suspiria (1977). She called me a “sociopath”!
Dear (Not Easily Grossed Out) Friends,
I’ve finally finished the first Outlander book! Not sure if I will continue with reading the series. It’s really tempting to just watch the series. Don’t get the wrong idea! It was a really great read. But, I want to focus on the rest of my reading list for the rest of the summer and potentially the rest of the year. I started reading the Cripple of Inishmaan. So far so good. I should be done before I get on the bus to Philly on Saturday morning. Dead Souls next? It’s a much more complicated than CoI and just as long as Outlander. It will eat up my month. We shall see!
Why did I address this to “not easily grossed out friends”? Keep reading.
Work started off and was going to end like any other day, quiet, with the occasional screaming from the woman. Her dementia makes her prone to mood swings and she screams that she wants to die. An hour before I was supposed to leave she called me into her bedroom bathroom. And there it was. A disgusting shit smeared mess. She clogged her toilet and it had been stewing there for two days. Unclogging the toilet wasn’t hard. Afterwards I put on some gloves and got out the cleaner. She ran out of Comet, so I found this Easy Off All-Purpose Cleaner. That was toxic. I couldn’t stop coughing. The spray was worse than the feces. Since toilet scrubber was in worse shape than the toilet it self I had to wipe off chunks of shit off of the scrubber and threw it out anyway. At that point I felt like throwing up. But I cleaned every part of that bathroom and Lysol-ed every inch. She usually leaves smear stains on her sink and sometimes in her bed. Days like this remind me I need a job that doesn’t involve cleaning up shit.
Dear Broke Friends,
It’s another day and another habit of mine to complain about. I didn’t get to go to Tarzan because I had no money. I showered, put on clothes, put on makeup. The last thing I did was check my bank account. When I did I realized are several monthly charges made on the 3rd! This sucks. So instead of spending the night outside I spent it inside again. I needed to be productive so I folded up a piece of paper and listed every expense I had in the month of June. Turns out I’ve made enough to pay my bills but I spent a ridiculous amount of money on food and wasteful things. I thought I had been eating more home cooked meals. Maybe I have a bit more but I didn’t curb my restaurant habit. It’s absurd to be poor because you like $15 dollar meals. Champagne tastes, beer budget. A $15 dollar meal isn’t fancy but it’s fancy for my budget. Especially if you do it every week. Another really bad thing is that I spent $30 at Dunkin Donuts. Yeah, no. Why?
At first I thought I thought I need to spend all the time I’m not working indoors locked away with the convenience of my fridge. That’s not quite it. I need to learn how to balance my spending and make better choices. When I calculated how much money I brought in I realized I could afford a room somewhere and my bills. Maybe not a lot go out or save but just enough. How absurd is it that I now have $5 to my name? In addition I had to borrow money to be able to pay my credit card bill due today. Three of those meals could pay for my bill for the month.
All and all, it’s all about the most bang for your buck. So let’s see how July goes. So far I blew my $75 dollar savings on payments and a trip to Long Island. Did you know a round trip between Atlantic Terminal and Suffolk County is $26 dollars?! Ridiculous.
P.S. I know when most of my bills are due. Especially those loans, one of those charges was unexpected. It was the gym that killed my account! Which is impossible to kill!
Happy Independence Day! I’ve spent most of this re-watching Game of Thrones. Later today I’m off to watch Tarzan. I’d like to do a formal review of the film when I return.
Dear Productive Friends,
How do you do it? I’m a fan of to-do lists but lately mine has gathered dust. Summer heat has tucked me away in a dark cool crevasse of my room. In other words, I’m being so lazy right now! I haven’t written any new pages of my screenplay in two weeks and I haven’t finished cobbling together my new resume.
For the last few months my part time non-career job as a housekeeper/companion has taken a disproportionate amount of time. I need money but I also want to start making money by doing the things I want to do. I was supposed to quit this job about six months ago yet here I am. I’ve been assisting an elderly woman with her day-to-days. I’ve transitioned from ten hours a week with her plus other clients to twenty five only with her. My days with her have not become easier. Her dementia makes her prone to mood swings and asking the same questions over and over. At first I had very little understanding over what was happening. I just thought she was old. Her memory had faded.
Her family recently told me she is slipping away. That’s why she needs more assistance. While she can use the bathroom herself, and cook she is weak and gets tired very easily. Essentially, my job is to maintain a certain quality of life for her. Spending your days alone with dementia and cancer isn’t great. So I keep her house clean and keep her company. She doesn’t read the newspaper anymore and doesn’t want to go outside. Sometimes I play show tunes that always puts her in a good mood.
The problem is that today I watched three job postings on a board get taken because I was sitting as she spends a lot of the day sleeping. My fear is that I will get a job and leave her to basically die with a new companion that’s a stranger. It took her about 8 months to finally learn my name and sort of trust me. She doesn’t fully trust me and tries to kick me out all of the time. But, when she’s in a good mood she tells me she likes me. I think I maybe her only friend.
My solution to not losing out on these jobs is putting my resume (I need to edit together) on my phone and email it that way to prospective employers. We’ll see where it goes. If I do get a job I guess I’ll just have to take it.
4th of July Weekend is coming up and I’m thinking of taking my brother to the Hayden Planetarium at some point this week. I’d also like to bake or make some sort of “patriotic” cake.
P.S. Getting this blog post done is check off my list!
Driving Miss Daisy (1989)