…About halfway in, while driving on N56 within the legal limit (up to 100 kmph), I saw something on the road very far from us. At first it looked like some rubbish, but it was moving unnaturally for a dead thingy poked by the wind, it must have been a living thing.
As the day developed, we observed the weather, and checked the forecast. We decided to took a chance and make some trip regardless of potential rain.
Today I took it easy. It was interesting that despite quite strenuous day yesterday, being afraid to not wake up on time, and having set two alarm clocks – I woke up way before the first one, feeling refreshed and ready to go.
My twisting of titles in a “dad’s joke” style, goes next level I suppose. Because it’s day 242, I kind of thought about the saying “two for two”, and came up with “two lives” meaning two TikTok live streams, for “two trips” which is self explanatory, because I am driving both ways, making two trips.
Tomorrow’s storm is coming, and I have some preparation to make. This time it is not just about the whole day out, driving and in the office, but also additional layer of tasks that I wasn’t expecting, and wasn’t dealing with in the past stormy days.
It’s the second day that I am attempting to get back on track with my slipped commitment, and while I am not as early as yesterday, I start writing it at 16:07, so there’s hope for an early publishing success.
Today is perfect day to get out of misery, because… well most of us treat it as the day we go back to misery, so we might as well reverse the meaning of proverbial Monday.
It happened third time. Now the slippage is the real thing, and is a danger to my habit. It’s also a proof to my commitment’s failure and embarrassment as I write it at 23:02.
Overtaken account of my mother is still in hands of the scammer, but I made some progress in searching for support, and the activity of that sad kiddo who scams people will likely be short lived.
Yes, the bad news are, the Facebook account has been hacked/taken over. Somebody managed to brute force (I suspect), access to my mother’s Facebook account, and took it hostage. What’s worse there is follow up financial scam involved, and…