Showing posts with label Workation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Workation. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 7, 2024

Oceanside - rain storms continue

Several times through the night I was worken by the hard deluge. Heavy loud raining and winds shaking the camper.  It only lasted a half hour and then lessened to steady rain. I got up to pee, reassured Madigan and went back to sleep. This morning I’m tired but thankful that the clouds broke and the sun came out, This gave me time to walk Madigan who started the day well with a big poop and lots of sniffing,  He’s happy and having his morning nap on the table.  I’ve had a coffee and texted Laura 
The rains come and go with moments of sun. Oceanside weather reports and warnings of flooding continue.  Laura says Mexico is having problems now.  The Pineappe Express.
I am hoping to leave Friday but the weather report says that this weather may continue till Saturday.  I’m ready to move on,
People I talk to ask how my ‘vacation’ is? And a part of me shudders. I work Monday to Thursday virtual, a 35 hour work week, part time considering a lifetime of 80 to 120 hour work week.  I’ve not have a regular government or union job. I’ve been a self employed consultant and identify with the truckers and the farmers now who are being attacked by big government. All of us who are the workers have carried this cancers of tax and regulations that no longer, in my opinion, contributes.  There’s a sweet spot between left and right, communists and capitalism.  Canada is now ‘far left’ with censorship, propaganda working for WEF and Beijing with Trudeau devastating the working middle class and western canada. The slackards of privilege white French Quebec continue to raise thee cost of everything Canadian. There’s now an increasing white and blue collar welfare,
I’m not on ‘vacation’ four days a week but yes my weekends are in Paradise. I’m thankful for that. It’s taken a lot of saving and working to here and to be consistently supportive of others. I don’t think many understand what ‘steady eddies’ like I am.  I also don’t have sickleave , benefits , pension, or days off. The media is dominated by CBC Pravda type corruptions and never praises the people who work two and three jobs. I’ve done that most of my life and certainly did it for school and now so many of my patients are the unsung hero’s working those jobs and doing night school all the while a trust fund arrogant toddler full of evil and corruption abused the old stock Canadian values and wars on the people who live here and made this country. All the institutions developed based on Judeo Christian ,western and protestant work ethic are being taken over by those who come from countries of slaves and cowards who haven’t stood up to their royality or dictatorship so just see ‘every man’ for himself . I loved Maher’s utube on Musical Materialism.  The descent into money and money as all.  
Now I’m striving to be better, I haven’t done St. Francis or Buddha. I’ve worked and served and now deal with the resentment that Trudeau as his father before him abuse the elderly and dazzle the young,  Was it always that young people could be conned by glitter and didn’t understand substance.  I miss my Mom and Dad who were the salt of the earth and the karma of my experience today is my lack of appreciation for their wisdom. I was no better than the young today but my youth ended at 25 and I see so many who are playing teen ager like the PM well into their 30’s and 40’s.  
My own fiscal problems were related to marrying women who themselves had no appreciation of economics or self restraint but looking back I see they learned.  We learned from our time together.  When we love we share traits and lessons.  The gullible becomes toughened by the cynical and antisocial,  I still catch myself blaming and must repeatedly remember that my ex’s gained and lost as much with me as I with them. The shame in the world today is the cultural Marxism of selected ‘scapegoats’ in their victim/victimizer games, with divorced men being evil and divorced women being long suffering.  It’s the black and white game and here I’m doing the young and old, All the divide and conquer that fuels the left and our Liberal government is so easy to fall into.
Meanwhile I’m in comfort here.  With my coffee maker refridgerator hot water tank and heater,  I’ve Star Linkk and Apple Computer and IPad. I love zoom and doxy.me.  My dog is well. I’m well.  The rain comes and goes and doesn’t interfere in today.  I am avoiding riding my motorcycle and talking short walks but it’s warm and most of day I have only the screen door closed.  
Thank you God for all my blessings. Help me increase in an Attitude of Gratitude and grow in my understanding and love for all in the world. Guide me and show me the way.  Lead me today. Help me criticize less and create more.  Thank you









Sunday, October 22, 2023

Yuma, Day 11, morning( Yuma trip Nov4-30i

I’m sitting at the computer having called by cellular and also waiting on Doxy virtual.  Im on a workcation.  I just had the Best Western breakfast sharing bacon with Madigan while I enjoyed the pancakes,  When we came back to the room he began humping his bed,  This is the second doggie bed I’ve bought him and he never sleeps in them but rather uses them to hump.
It’s chilly today. When its windy here it’s cooler that way.  When there’s no wind it’s really hot. I’m getting a tan, soaking up the rays, for returning north.  Another winter of ‘nocebo’ re Covid and Omnicron. I don’t want to succumb and lose faith. My sciatica persists an chronic pain wears me down. I grasp hold of any improvement.  It feels better today but then I’m not walking. Walking is painful and tiring.  But not always.  Starting there’s sharp pain but then when I’ve walked some it’s a dull steady ache,  It went from bavk to hip and ankle but now from hip to shin. 
It just occurred to me again that I’m an hour later than home. Some morning time to lie and read.  I did exercises and meditation.  





Thursday, November 24, 2022

Yuma, Arizona, USA, Last day

I am thankful that this is my last day of work in Yuma.  It was a great idea and a wonderful month to plan for.  Work has gone very well thanks to the clinic.  One was unable to figure out money transfer which is sad given money is their job but despite my passing on messages from the transfer app saying the sender’s institutions was the problem they didn’t solve this.  I was delighted the other clinic had no difficulty. These days solving problems at a distance dealing with institutions and AI continue to be irritations but everything but the one loose link was solveable.
I was delighted that I was able to get the car serviced and feel ready for the drive back.
I certainly hadn’t planned to have sciatica and it’s interfering my activity.  Chronic pain, low to middle level, with intermittent excruciating pain. I took 3 ibuprofen 4 times a day for a week at least along with a whopping load of Robaxin and nightly Flexeril and ketorolac, waking most nights till these last few with pain.  The pool being cold helped the pain and I’ve learned the benefit of cold immersion . I plan to get a belt to take cold packs and try wearing that some of the drive home.
I love Mexico I was able to go four times getting the ketorolac meds for a few dollars, buying christmas gifts. I liked the turquoise jewelry and the leather purses.  The later were a third or more less than in Canada. 
It was a disappointment that the Rover baby sitter failed to show up and was so irresponsible which such a bad attitude that I was without a baby sitter so couldn’t go to the historic sites in Yuma like the jail or museum. However Madigan was welcome everywhere in Mexico and had a great time.  I loved getting the unisex glasses.  I enjoyed the process and that they were also a third the cost.  
I’ve worked and paid for the trip and kept solvent and able to pay the terrible taxes.  I was away from the news and media mostly and had a lot of ‘my’ time with Madigan.  
I lived au femme and found that clothing and presentation became natural.  No negative experiences but able to face my own predjudices and stigma.  It lost it’s novelty and helped me understand aspects of myself and remember well the days of theatre and costume.  I’m weary of the ‘corporate hierarchy atitudes’.  The only attraction of retirement is the capacity to distance myself from that overly parental pontificating war model.  I have had great dreams and a certain playfulness.  
I’m embracing my aging more gracefully accepting the possibilities. 
Being away I’m looking forward to returning. I’ve had that experience at 3 weeks which I get when I’m restored and want to return home.
I had that magnificent dream of being in a storage room with all my possessions and memories and an appreciation for all I’ve accomplished .  I was happy with my achievements and cared little how I feel others especially the authorities disparage and their abuse stays with one bccause of their own trauma.  I have struggled to forgive and pray for others
My spiritual journey has been ODAAT. I’m able to more quickly catch myself and change my trajectory of negative selective traumatic memory, self people, fear and resentment. I’m enjoying meditation daily and thought exercise is painful I’m reaping the rewards.  
I have made a mess and clutter here in this hotel room in only weeks and tonight with tidy and stow.  I’ve used most of what I brought and know I could next time lighten the loaf with one less laptop and a third less clothing,  I never used the camping gear so didn’t need the duffel and tent. I might use them on the way back but the weather, night chill and rain make it less than likely,.
I do look forward to coming back
Thank you God for these achievements the blessings Thank you for your protections., Thank you for your love and care,
Lord Jesus Christ let me know you more deeply. Help me  to fulfill your desires.  
Thy will be done,









 

Monday, November 14, 2022

Yuma, Day 11

I’m sitting at the computer having called by cellular and also waiting on Doxy virtual.  Im on a workcation.  I just had the Best Western breakfast sharing bacon with Madigan while I enjoyed the pancakes,  When we came back to the room he began humping his bed,  This is the second doggie bed I’ve bought him and he never sleeps in them but rather uses them to hump.
It’s chilly today. When its windy here it’s cooler that way.  When there’s no wind it’s really hot. I’m getting a tan, soaking up the rays, for returning north.  Another winter of ‘nocebo’ re Covid and Omnicron. I don’t want to succumb and lose faith. My sciatica persists an chronic pain wears me down. I grasp hold of any improvement.  It feels better today but then I’m not walking. Walking is painful and tiring.  But not always.  Starting there’s sharp pain but then when I’ve walked some it’s a dull steady ache,  It went from bavk to hip and ankle but now from hip to shin. 
It just occurred to me again that I’m an hour later than home. Some morning time to lie and read.  I did exercises and meditation.  



Church lady and bikini girl in same day.
I’m enjoying clothing as clothing and not ashamed of my clothing choice or presentation. I feel lighter and more free. I have more options and am old enough that no one cares. I’m welcome as age is the criteria. I present respectfully.