Hi everyone, if you are natterers you know my story, but I have had a tough couple of years, culminating in almost being evicted for hoarding. I am working on it.

So, I was diagnosed with diabetes, solved it with radical diet change. My uncle died. My mom lost her sight. My father's family, who I never knew, found me. I got promoted, but no one capable was found to take my old job and I ended up trying to do both with an annoying person that I was "training". My cat died. My mom got her vision back. The theatre is building a new building. The regular work is building two new floors. I need to get a masters and or doctoral degree to advance in my new job. I got a new kitten. I missed an inspection and am almost getting evicted. I am trying to fix that. I have therapy and professionals coming in tomorrow.

I took a leave of absence from theatre to take care of my mental health and keep from being evicted. I am cleaning and in therapy. I am hopeful right now. I am grateful for the Buffistas community who supported me through this so far. I am happy with my therapist. I am looking forward to having something clean when the professionals come tomorrow.

I think I have gotten my work to agree that I need time to train the new person, rather than half ass train them and then expect them to take over and not bother me, which will lessen my stress. I had been told to let it go, but people really weren't getting things like saving on a shared drive or making sure the database matched reality which seems like a normal expectation.

My little kitty Petunia is a joy. She is so cute

Getting just under the wire!

Am I a lurker? I try not to fall too far behind on reading threads, but I don't have a sense of how much or little I post. I probably think responses much more than I post them.

Not much to report in my life. Theatre, cats, reading books, watching tv, and trying to keep my ankles functioning have occupied the bulk of my year.

Java cat still here.

Hey, folks. Hell of a week.

. . . no, is too much. Lemme sum up.

Jim, Ken and I left Salt Lake City and moved to Washington five years ago (he's in Bellevue, we're on Bainbridge Island). Ken is now 32, graduated from the University of Utah with a degree in anthropology, and seems to be a happy and competent human being. We're both delighted to know him.

I've lived here for three years and while it falls well short of the marketing (because humans), it suits my solarpunk-loving heart.

There was some health stuff earlier this year, which is pretty much resolved; family loss, which is very recent and most definitely not; otherwise not much has changed.

It's good to "see" you all again.

Hi amyparker!! Your community looks amazing. Good to hear that things mostly seem to be going well. I'm sorry for your loss. Ken is 32! It is normal that mine are grown men, but somehow other Buffista sprog remain children in my mind.

Grateful that you are still here, Java cat!

I probably think responses much more than I post them.

Same here for sure, aurelia!

Ken is 32!?! Time needs to slow down a bit.

Hey other lurkers! Good to read your pixels/font. Aurelia, I feel you. I do the same thing. And I know I haven't posted in a long, long time.

Hi, Java!

amyparker, I don't believe you have a 32 year old. But then, my "kids" are 38 and 39 and I have a hard time believing that at times!

That looks like a cool community, amyparker!

Am I a lurker? I try not to fall too far behind on reading threads, but I don't have a sense of how much or little I post. I probably think responses much more than I post them.

This is how "am I a lurker?" I am - even the post about being caught up on reading but forgetting to post because it's so much later or feeling like what you were going to say has already been said...has already been said.

I'm still working in the same place, but due to some major disappointments, etc., I'm low-key looking to change that.

Still in the same house (currently a shambles due to extended plumbing nightmare, but soon will be back to all mine).

Recently had my heart...bruised, not broken. But continue to live in hope and am trying to view it all as a learning experience...because, even as old as I am/feel, I'm not ready to give up on love just yet.

Still Irish dancing, recently started Scottish dancing, recently joined the committee for the local Dr Who convention, so still trying to force my introvert self to not default into hermit mode. With some degree of success.

Still doing a 5K a month (thanks for the idea, Kat!), pics from Carrera de los Muertos will be up on Sunday. I really appreciate the virtual high-fives I get on FB from all of you!

Still blessed to have this community in my life!