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 I'm getting back to my practice of pulling a tarot card every night before I get ready for bed. Don't ask me why I occasionally stop doing it, because I don't have a reason; I just drift away sometimes.

But! I'm back to it, and I'm also pulling a card from an "oracle" type deck - not divination of any sort, but a "Here's a thing you need to think about" prompt. And oooooh, did I recently find a delightful oracle deck: The Seasons of the Witch Samhain Oracle. (The creators have other season-specific ones, but let's be honest, I won't use any of them. Every day is Halloween, kthnksbye.)

Look at the art! 









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Things are okay-ish around here. There's some chaos going on, but nothing that can't be fixed. Oh, and I may be traveling for work soon, which is both exciting and terrifying.

Another thing

 Some context: The neighbors on one side of us are elderly retired Hell's Angels. This means they are mostly deaf, and communicate by shouting. (Very nice and friendly people, so much shouting.) You can hear their TV from the street. The husband has a hot rod truck that has to be started every day (for some mechanical reason I don't quite understand), so there is a daily time of exhaust fumes and VERY LOUD rumbling.

Sadly, the wife passed away a few weeks ago after a long illness. 

The way the husband is coping with his grief is some sort of mechanical project that involves angle grinding metal. Angle grinding metal at ALL HOURS. The Madwoman in the Attic says that she hears him doing this at 6am, and I've heard (and seen the sparks from it) at midnight.

I support people dealing with grief in whatever way works for them. There is no wrong way. But I will say that angle grinding at all hours is one of the weirder ones I've heard of.