I can’t write much about my reactions to the election results. I find I can’t think much about it either. I don’t want to talk about it, especially at work where everyone seems to think that a) I should defend them or b) I should explain them. Neither of which can I, nor do I feel obligated to, do. I can’t answer for the 51% of the country that voted for insanity AGAIN. I am angry, depressed, saddened, boggled, and most of all numb. I can’t watch or read the news right now, though I am still reading the newsletters that I normally get. We have Friendsgiving coming up this weekend and I want to put a NO POLITICS-TALK sign on the door, because honestly, I don’t want to spend the evening getting angry and depressed talking about it or hearing others talking about it, though with 28 (!) people coming, I’m sure it will come up no matter what I say or do. In addition, I’d like to strangle the FUCKING MEDIA, whose fault I place nearly all the blame, quite honestly. If I see one more article about “what Kamala’s campaign got wrong” I’m going to scream. She did absolutely everything RIGHT. UGH. FUCKING UGH.
My mom and sister arrive the day before the election, after being in Germany with my brother for 2 weeks (give or take a day). We have spent time with Martin and Karin and eaten good food and done some fun things. I was working half days after they arrived, but Thursday I took Sarah to the airport so she could fly to Ireland for a 10-day vacation with her husband. They’re driving around the country instead of taking the train everywhere like we did, so they’re getting to see much more. I feel like we need to go back 😀 This week coming, I am working from home every day so that mom won’t have to be alone all day long.
Today we were down at Ingvar’s house, cleaning and clearing, again. There’s so much to do. And Anders and Mikael discovered there is also an attic full of stuff. DOUBLE UGH. We’re super efficient while we’re there, though, I have to say. We finished emptying the fridge and freezer today, ran another load of laundry, cleared out the entire bedroom and the hallways closets, and filled many, many bags with donations, garbage, and recycling. We’re nowhere near done, but progress was definitely made. Mom and Karin went with us as well, and we had a nice lunch again at Skanör Rögeriet (Toast Skagen, yum). Karin, after several hours of working, turned to me and said GO HOME AND CLEAN OUT EVERYTHING. Haha, yeah. Both Maria and I were already having that reaction. So much stuff to deal with. And this is the relatively small home of ONE MAN. Honestly, I’m dreading dealing with all my mom’s shit when it come to that, and we definitely need to start another wave of sorting and purging here at home. TRIPLE UGH.
The funeral is on Thursday, so both Anders and I have taken the day off. It’s at 2 pm down in Skanör and we’ll pick up Martin on the way. Maria’s son is coming and her daughter will be here from Stockholm as well, but Karin can’t come, because as luck would have it, she got scheduled for her first day of work at her new job on Thursday. She has an interview on Monday for another job, plus a lead on a third, so fingers crossed for the best results! We’ll stop by the house so that the three kids can look at stuff and decide if there is anything they want (Karin gave us input today on some things she’d like if no one else wants them), and then we’re having a nice dinner together, in Malmö.
It’s dark at 4 pm and at 6 it feels like it’s 10 at night. It’s also been cloudy and grey and damp all week, which has not helped at all. So right now, I’m going to go sit with my mom and husband and read and hang out, and maybe watch a show or something. We ate lunch rather late, so none of us are hungry right now, but I should probably eat something in the next hour or so, at least.
Mixed bag of a few good things and UGH, as per usual, I suppose.
Mood: UGH
Music: Darren Hayes—Black Out the Sun