||[Oct. 14th, 2011|10:16 am]
i am 28 this morning - and it's a perfect sloshy rainy day. carlo is getting up, wandering nude from the bed into the living room. instead of reminding him that the curtains are not up, i'm typing a little lj entry.|
this past year has been work, all work, for me. i'm in the support services department at aids community care montreal. i make juice, do informal counselling, sit on the board of directors and a steering committee, oversee the vegetable garden, and i'm setting up a new support group for youth living with HIV/AIDS. in short i run around like a mad woman trying to do too many things at once, but despite the singed smell of burnout always lingering in the air, i'm fairly happy.
the home front has been bedbugs and fleas and bedbugs again. montreal is taking her pound of flesh for all these years of cheap and easy renting, it seems.
today i am going to take the bus to the end of the commercial wasteland and buy a cheap ikea mattress, because i had to throw mine out last month. right now i'm drinking tea in the window listening to the cars go down parc avenue in the rain.