i’m very happy to have ended my dry spell by landing my back handspring on floor after class. this is a move i wanted a while back but was told to hold off until my back tuck was consistent. drilling it the past weeks while staying patient with my bounding moves has really paid off. although it’s been feeling good the past week and getting spotted floor attempts, i couldn’t get myself to floor it by myself. good thing i was pushed to just do it today and landed a decent one on my first attempt. aside from my back handspring, i’ve been feeling pretty good with a few other moves
the road conditions are still pretty bad, but work responsibilities must go on after a snow day. continuing to drive my mom’s car since monday’s snow fall. the rav4 is ways better than my beemer in the snow, but it’s still skidding on the side streets. i just want the snow to stop so i can resume driving my own car and not feel bad for impeding on my mom’s work plans. though i don’t feel bad because my entire family has permission to work from home except
my house now has a slave to do all the dirty work and keep the floors clean. i tested out the deebot in my room; it’s a little slow, but it does the work. it was fun just watching my slave go around bump into things and maneuver it’s way around obstacles. it’s permanently parked in my living room until further instructions are given. how long until someone invents robots automated to cook meals?
on my desk sits a scaled model that my dear coworkers said made them think of me. got a good laugh when coworker gave my model an upgraded splint, one that is tailored to document my hand healing progress. little things and acts of surprises like this makes my day go by smoother. there’ll be some that stick by to help during times of hardship; there’ll be those that won’t. that’s when i learn what kind of person they are what who truly cares
walking into the hand therapy clinic made me feel inferior, maybe because of the ghetto apparatuses, maybe because i was outnumbered by elderlies. therapist did a few tests before i soaked my hand in a so called whirlpool. dipped my hand in a pot of wax before she started manipulating it in ways that was utmost uncomfortable. the passive force was tender at the shattered joint and the connecting soft tissue. i was told the improvement is promising, but also reminded me my bone was broken in pieces that also involved a joint. as such, there will be complications and requires much more patience from me
the start of november has seen some cold days, so cold it’s already reached below zero temperature. the sunshine makes me want to walk outside, but the cold went deep through the skin and into the bone within a minute. i haven’t put away my summer clothes yet and already miss the summer days. daylight savings ending makes it darker and colder earlier. deep inside my heart feels as cold as the air outside; i only wish there’s a fix to what’s wounded inside
essentially the newest technology is for vice president to creep on and micromanage us while not physically in the office. everyone was making jokes as it was being test, but i’m sure everyone feels their privacy will be invaded once it’s roaming around the office. instead of dropping a couple grand on this creepy robot, it would be money well spent if it went towards office renovation