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Nnnnrrrggg... I did not enjoy this week. Nothing happened exactly. It just remained persistently unpleasant.

The warranty company has failed to do anything about the fact that the repair contractor keeps canceling our appointments. We requested repair on the oven November 6th, and now we still haven’t even gotten them to decide what needs to be fixed. They’ve canceled the appointment twice and tried to do it a third time. I’m planning to file complaints with the BBB. This should qualify as breach of contract, considering I’m paying a distressing amount of money each year for them to provide this service. I am, in any case, going to be as much of a thorn in their sides as I can.

So meanwhile, we’ve made arrangements to buy a new oven entirely. It would have been nice to know sooner that they wouldn’t bother to fix it in a timely manner, so we could take advantage of Black Friday sales. I’m going to be out the cost of the new oven with probably nothing kicked in by the warranty because of this, but at this point, I just need a functional oven.

It’s been 18 months on T as of today. I had been planning to write something up, but, well: life. Part of me wonders if I will get to the two-year mark in June before I lose access to hormones due to the incoming administration. The decision on Skrmetti is expected in June--it is not lost on me that Pride Month may see devastating blows to trans rights. I keep telling myself that I need to get off the internet for a while for my mental health. When the news involves regular attacks on your legal status as a person, though, it’s hard to disengage.

I’ve seen a half dozen Western bluebirds hanging around. Very pretty.

Lewisia: didn’t get any new pieces written, but did queue up all of December

Day job: 41.25 hours

Gardening: garden club post

Reading: finished the Andy Serkis audiobook of The Hobbit while waiting for Two Towers to be available from the library

Listening: Revelations by Sarah Shook and the Disarmers (some of their earlier work was campy verging on parody, which is fun in its own right; this is not quite as over the top, though you still get the irreverent fun of songs like “Motherfucker”)

Clock Mouse: 1159 words

Other: unloaded hay twice, follow-up at the gender doc

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