Random Thoughts Thursday 482
- This year, I’m participating in my work’s mentoring program for the first time as a mentee. Yesterday we got our mentor assignments and mine is LITERALLY the top person of my organization! I feel like I won a prize. With so much uncertainty at work right now (I work for the federal government), the anxious energy around me feels overwhelming. I can already see myself relying on this connection to help navigate any upcoming changes.
- Instead of understanding things like basic math, science, meteorology, my brain is holding onto facts like this – what the first animated movie to be nominated for Best Picture at the Oscars was (Beauty and the Beast). I found a trivia section on our Roku and we played a bit of it Tuesday night. I surprisingly knew a lot just from random things I’ve read online and listened to on The Popcast. That was how I knew this fact – The Popcast just mentioned it in an episode! Good work, brain!(???)
- I totally jinxed myself last Thursday ranting about my bank sending me a new credit card, because that Friday morning I woke up and my other credit card had fraudulent charges. Thankfully the charges were small but the process to request a new card was pretty painful. I blame myself though. I got a text (and later I saw, an email) about it, and I never trust a text so I always call the number on the back of the card. Before I could request my new card I had to go through a bunch of steps, including declining an offer, being called back at the phone number on my account, going through the charges, etc. It seemed like if I would have just responded to the text with “NO” (that the charges aren’t mine) that would have sufficed. Lesson learned?
- You all know I love a funny butt shirt for the gym. My gym drops new designs a few times a year, and as soon as I saw this one, I knew I had to get it!
- The other week a friend asked me about painted rock commissions. I haven’t been doing them for a few years now for several reasons – high on the list being it sucks all the joy out of painting and that I’m very protective of my free time. All that being said I felt bad saying no to them, but proud of myself at the same time. Because I did consider it for a minute.
The Terminal
On Monday night after we finished The Departed (we’re reviewing it in work movie club tomorrow), we were looking for something else to watch. We came across The Terminal. I was like “I remember we both didn’t like this movie when it came out, but do you remember why?”
Steven said, “Yeah, we both thought it was super boring.”
Thinking perhaps we’ve changed and matured and might like it now (just kidding, I was sick of scrolling) I suggested “Maybe we should try it again! What year did this come out anyway?”
Queue me looking that up and seeing 2004 then HOLY SHIT THIS MOVIE IS 21 YEARS OLD! HOW LONG HAVE WE BEEN TOGETHER?! (Answer: over 22 years.)
22+ years of so many movies viewed together. Aww.
By the way, this movie is still… not for us. It’s so disjointed we’re wondering if we even finished it the first time.
No related photo but here’s the cats chilling with us on the couch!
Should I already know this?!
I used to track my headaches to try to figure out what was causing them, in the hopes I could avoid them in the future. And from that exercise I learned how many things were in my control – food consumption, caffeine, dehydration, lighting/noise/fragrance levels (at home) – and what wasn’t – stress, sleep, hormonal changes, muscle tension, and barometric pressure aka atmospheric pressure.
And folks, that is what we are here to talk about today – the weight of the air.
When I was tracking headaches, I would go to our handy dandy weather app and click on the pressure icon. Sure enough, on headache days, I often saw a huge change in pressure from previous days.
“A ha!” I’d think, “I definitely have a pressure headache.” And I actually added that to something I tried to get more into my control – basically by pregaming for big pressure changes with lots of water and maybe some Tylenol the night before or morning of predicted pressure change.
But all that time, I did NOT really understand what atmospheric pressure was. I knew the ups and downs could be triggers, but didn’t understand what the ups and downs meant, or why it was going up and down at all. I surmised I got the headaches from the variation of pressure on my body but, again, WhAt Is ThIs?
Should I already know this? Did everyone learn this in school? Seriously. Is this common knowledge?
For all my unknowing, I was never curious enough to look it up and understand it and save it to memory.
Until recently.
Because guess what has a huge effect on flying? Atmospheric pressure. (Duh, right?)
I won’t bore you with the details! Promise!
It’s just that it’s all coming together, and I wanted to share that.
I understood it was important to have the altimeter (altitude of an aircraft above sea level) set to the most current reading (shared by the tower or a weather report) so we don’t hit other pilots or terrain. I understood density altitude (the pressure altitude based on the current air temperature) greatly affects the performance of the plane.
But I didn’t have a grasp on the basics. Cold air heavier. Warm air lighter. Because science. Changes all the time due to uneven heating of earth. Just like the super freaking basics people probably learn in what, GRADE SCHOOL?
Steven and I sometimes talk about the subjects we’d retake if we were going through school again. Like the K-12 stuff. History would be much more interesting. Ooo, geography too! Physics would be more applicable. Things don’t stick for me until I have a personal reference point, and apparently headaches weren’t enough.
Next up to tackle: gyroscopic forces.
Repetitive dreams
I won’t bore you with the details, but I’ve been having so many dreams about trying to get somewhere and I can’t, and/or trying to do something, but I can’t.
WhAt DoEs It MeAn?!
Well, the AI overview from Google is not promising!
Dreaming about trying to get somewhere, but not being able to reach your destination, often signifies feelings of being stuck, having unclear goals, or facing obstacles in your waking life that are preventing you from achieving your desired outcome; it can represent anxiety about not making progress towards a goal or feeling lost in your direction.
Google AI Overview
Dreaming about trying to do something but being unable to often signifies feelings of anxiety, inadequacy, or a sense of being overwhelmed in a particular area of your waking life, where you might feel powerless to achieve a goal or overcome an obstacle; the specific action in the dream can provide clues about what aspect of your life is causing this stress.
Google AI Overview
Apparently, I’m anxious. Tell me something I don’t know, internet.
To the AI Overview’s credit, it did provide an action plan!
Will I be following it? No.
Do you ever google to see what your dreams might mean? I normally wouldn’t but that I keep having so many made me do it!
No related photo, but here is a picture of how I woke up from my last nap:
I’m hearing what you’re saying here…
Aren’t we all just meandering life looking to connect with people who have similar interests to us, so we can share our passions?
Maybe?
I just say that intro because I am going to talk about flying – but don’t leave yet! – I am going to make it broad. I promise. No flying details! Don’t go!
Let’s see how short we can make this story – during the pandemic I did a presentation at work on the garage we were building (we refer to it as Dragonstone). The presentation was open to the entire region and people were so freaking bored that many attended.
I ended the call on a high*, feeling very cool and proud of all we had done to build it (we did it all ourselves except concrete, brickwork, gutters, and floor sealant).
TO THIS DAY, many people still associate me with building a garage. That’s how they approach me conversationally – they ask if we finished it, for an update, etc. (It’s virtually finished – we just need to insulate it before we can set up the radiant floor heating.)
So I’m at the holiday party in December. At the portion of the party where we’ve moved to a bar. A coworker approaches me and asks about the garage.
I tell him the spiel above – virtually complete! – but that we spend a lot of our free time flying now, that Steven got his private pilot license.
You would NOT believe how excited he was to hear this. Turns out he did his private pilot training all the way up until he was about to solo, then stopped.
So we talked for a bit, sharing stories, and he was incredibly enthusiastic, our voices raising to hear each other over the noise of the bar.
Then at some point he said “Kim, I’m hearing what you’re saying here” and pointed to his head, “but I’m feeling what you’re saying here” then held his hand over his heart.
Now, if that isn’t the nicest compliment I’ve had in a long time. I believed him. I could tell by how he was acting that he was really did feel that way.
Was he three sheets to the wind**? I mean… yes, 100% definitely, but you can’t fake that enthusiasm and connection, no matter what is fueling it.
So! I hope you all find your people that you can connect that enthusiastically about the things you are passionate about! It feels so good when you do.
*That high immediately became a low low when I ended it and saw I had a message from a higher-up telling me to call them – I found out then I didn’t advance in promotion I thought was made for me (it was truly a blessing in disguise – I am not meant for supervisory work).
**I was not drinking that night but had a headache that made me feel lightheaded and drunk. Yay…
New year firsts
Stephany gave me a One Line a Day five-year memory book in December 2023, and I spent last year filling it out. Now, as I add entries for this year, I get to compare them to last year’s and reflect on how things compare. It’s been fun! This is one of my all-time fave gifts and I love it so much I bought a couple of them to gift this year (and plan to do more in the future!).
So far this year is off to a better start. I wasn’t sick on January 1 like last year and the January 9 work problem I said “better be f*cking resolved next year” is (but it took until last summer! eek!)!
Mostly, I am noticing I started last year with a lot of “first xyz of the year” entries:
- First El Famous visit of the year (on Jan 2 last year… and this year)
- First WWM class of the year (on Jan 3 last year… and this year)
- First INR visit of the year
- First in-office work day
- And so on
Have you done anything this year that made you stop and think, “This is my first time doing that this year”? What was it?
Random Thoughts Thursday 481
- I’m just finished Mullane’s Guide to Learning to Fly: Deep Dives into Select Topics for Today’s Student Pilot and really enjoyed it. It helped me grasp some tricky concepts and gave me a much broader perspective on general aviation (GA). But WHOA my brain was mellllllting while reading it (and still?)! And it isn’t even a textbook – it’s anecdotal and conversational – but it’s packed with so much information. If this little book was melting my brain, I can’t even imagine what Steven went through with actual aviation textbooks. Damn. The more I learn about GA the more impressed I am with Steven’s understanding of it!
- So. I’m reading that book and it gets into magnetic headings. I won’t bore you with all that but I was talking to Steven about this and DID YOU KNOW that the magnetic north and south poles can swap locations?! It’s called a magnetic reversal. Apparently the last one was 42,000 years ago and it took place over 1,000 years. This information blew my mind but maybe it’s common knowledge.
- Our fortune cookies have really been trying to get us to reconnect with old friends! First Steven, now me:
- I am going to count that ^ as my current mani pic too. All my nails are that glitter.
- I received a package from Katja in Germany last night and this was legit my face when I saw my very own vegan Santa! How did I forget about all the amazing vegan chocolate in Germany?! What a great surprise!
- My bank sent me a credit card with an entirely new number and what a pita it’s been to change my billing info for subscriptions. One place didn’t have the option to change it at all, and two had the option to change it but it doesn’t work. So odd. Do you want my money… or no?
- That small town magazine that ran my photo without credit corrected it online and is running a correction in the next issue. Woo hoo!
Cold turkey & 3 goals for January
I’m someone who generally avoids fake sugars because they don’t taste good to me and make me feel crummy. But this summer, I was offered an Alani (fake sugar energy drink) that didn’t leave me feeling like garbage and I liked the taste! So I started buying them occasionally. And before I knew it I was having one every morning – a little ritual I really looked forward to, my special treat to kick off the day.
But damn they’re pricey! Plus, I started feeling like maybe my body was getting hooked on them, and I kind of wondered about the long-term effects of all those chemicals – not to mention the maybe potential strain on my heart???
So I quit them this year. Cold turkey. A bad way to do it (hello, headaches!) but the way I chose to. If I have one in the future, it will be a (non-daily) special treat.
Kind of like I do with Starbucks now. I’m not a monster! I’m still having caffeine from time to time.
But I want to get back to how I was before and not having liquid caffeine daily. And maybe this will also save a bit of money (although that one Starbucks drink is basically the same cost as 3 Alani drinks so… yeah).
We’ll see how it goes!
Everyone shared their monthly goals at the gym Monday. I forgot we do that and had to come up with one quickly! I said “use my walking pad at my desk every day I work from home.” I want to move my body more during the day – it makes me feel good.
Then two more goals naturally fell into place this week. So here we go:
3 Goals for Jan 2025
- Use walking pad on work at home days
- Don’t multitask during meetings
- Pause before sending ranty texts to Steven
That last one – with literally everyone else in my life I ask if they have the headspace for me to vent before I do (well, most of the time, sorry, Stephany). But I send Steven rants about inconsequential shit all. the. time. Cause he’s my person. The one I am most safe to be my whiny self with. But I need to pause more before I do that (and I have been and it feels good). And the pausing helps me let things go anyway (and when I don’t let them go I just rant later in person! Living with me is a joy.).
Check the dishwasher
Steven gave me this pretty flower necklace for Christmas.
Last week, after a lunchtime run and a quick shower/getting dressed, I put it on and headed to the kitchen to make a salad for lunch before a call. I finished one bag of butter lettuce, opened another, and tossed the empty bag in the trash. Then I opened a container of carrots and added some to the salad. As I grabbed a few pepper slices to cut, I looked down and noticed something long and shiny hanging from my neck…
… and realized I actually hadn’t clasped the necklace closed.
I grasped at it hoping, somehow, that the flower charm was still on it.
Nope.
Ensue panic.
I had put it on in my office, walked all around the kitchen, gotten a million containers out of the fridge, put tiny pieces of salad together, thrown some of it out… IT COULD BE ANYWHERE.
And in true Kim fashion I had just the right amount of time to make a salad and eat it before my call, not time to also search for a missing charm. But the charm took priority.
I started in the office, running my hands over the floor to see if I felt it. Nope – but found some cat toys!
There is so much random junk on the shelves by my desk (okay, let’s be honest, and around it) that I skipped checking through all that for the time being cause that would be a PROJECT.
I crawled along the kitchen floor, running my hands over it to try to feel the charm (did I mention it’s not very big?). No luck, I just found some food bits that I cleaned up.
I looked in the fridge. I felt my hands all over the counters to see if I felt it (our counters are this ugly dark granite that makes it really hard to see things on). I got into the garbage and looked through the lettuce I threw away. I looked through the garbage. I looked through my salad.
This was not promising. But it had to be somewhere between the office and kitchen, right? I didn’t go downstairs with it on, did I?
I was losing my mind and panicking more and more.
I was about to give up, forget the salad, and get on my call, when I looked over at the open dishwasher. We don’t use heated dry, and when the dishwasher cycle is done, we pull the door down, pull the shelves out (and shake out the annoying things with lips and put them on the counter on drying mats), and let everything air dry. Yes, there are always dishes drying out in our kitchen unless we have guests over, in which I pretend I put them away promptly when the dishwasher is done.
So the bottom shelf of the dishwasher is pulled out with plates/etc. drying (I had already put away the top shelf – I have a strange process), and I push it in and guess what I see, sitting in the middle of the dishwasher door.
The charm.
Phew.
I put it back on the chain, and put it away until I could focus on actually clasping it, finished making my salad, and ate part of it before my call then didn’t finish the rest.
But at least I found it.
This damn Plane Spotter’s Guide
This Plane Spotter’s Guide was in Steven’s stocking at Christmas.
Santa asked me (yes we chat) what I thought of it the next day and being my true bitchy self, I said (something like) “I don’t think we’ll use it. It has a bunch of old ass airplanes in it we’re only going to see at an airshow, in a museum, or flying over my house on the way to EAA AirVenture Oshkosh, in which case I’ll just look up what kind of plane it is on Flightradar24. I need to learn models of Cessna, Piper, Beechcraft, Cirrus, Diamond, etc. That is mostly what I see flying.”
What is it about the mother/daughter relationship that makes me so brutally honest? Yikes, Kim.
So needless to say, I haven’t looked at this book since Christmas.
But.
BUT.
Maybe Santa was on to something. I can’t say if this is from personal experience, maybe it’s hypothetical, but there COULD be instances where instead of air traffic control (ATC) saying “watch for traffic” they say “turn when you’re past Bristol” and you have no idea WHAT THE HECK that means cause what is Bristol?
WELL GUESS WHAT! It turns out Bristol is one of those old ass airplanes and there are two of them in this book! So maybe this book is useful? MAYBE?!
If, in a hypothetical situation, one had opened a book like this prior to flying and seen some old plane names, then encountered ATC saying “Bristol”** instead of “traffic” while flying, would they have known what the heck was going on and NOT been shocked to see traffic on final approach when they thought tower hadn’t mentioned it?!
Sigh. This probably doesn’t make any sense but I had to get it out of my system.
I have to say, flying sure does give me A LOT of stories to tell. Thank you to Val, Bobbi, and Mom who’ve all had to listen to this maybe hypothetical Bristol (more likely Bristell** after some research) story.
*Confusingly it’s a town north of our airport but not in its airspace
**(Or maybe ATC meant a BRM Aero Bristell NG 5 (piston-single)? Which is a newer plane and definitely not in this book… Hmm, if only there was a way to check…)
Hi! I’m Kim, a 40-something-year-old living in northeastern Illinois with my husband Steven, and our cats, Khaleesi, Apollo, Starbuck, and Eddard aka Ned. My current main hobbies are running, painting rocks, flying, reading, and eating. I follow a vegan lifestyle and work in an account management role. I write about a variety of topics and consider this a “life” blog – a place I can share anything that’s on my mind. Please visit the “About” page to get a better idea of who I am! 🙂
