ふぅ。
12月に屋根雪下ろし。うんざりだね。70cmこえやがりましたよ('A`)
みなさんの所はどんなもんでしょーヵ？（＾ω＾）
え？( ﾟдﾟ )何降ってない！？( ﾟдﾟ ) ・・・呪われろ(´^ื౪^ื)
見る人に気づかれるようなら、あまり意味ないんですけどね。(´・ω・｀)
139㎝ですね（＾ω＾）
←谷集落。婆ちゃんとか大丈夫かな・・・、ほんまあの集落の人は凄いな。
うちんとこの2倍か～。
今日は福井市内、県庁近辺でも積雪があり大混乱で楽しかったですね(´∀｀)
石川も富山もそうですが、県庁所在地の人は道路に積雪があると弱いです。
ってゆーか、行政、除雪ケチンナ。市内凄い事になってるぞ:(；ﾞﾟ'ωﾟ'):
雪が降らない土地に災いあれ(´^ื౪^ื)
ここまで来てやっと一息つけた(´Д｀)
この後、白川郷から相倉までもまた面白し。
東海北陸道開通してから全然人が通らなくなったので、轍ズリズリモノレール(´・ω・`)
君子危うきに近寄らず・・・ってことで厳冬期は避けてきた峠ですが、
金沢まで用事がてら（笑）、とっても(*´ω｀*)早起きして行ってきました。わざわざ下道をｗ(´ω｀)
行くんなら除雪のおっちゃんらが通る前に行かないとね♪
・・・。
・・・・・・。
・・・・・・・・・。
金沢に着くまでに、事故現場4件見ました（＾ω＾）
走馬灯大安売り。
帰りは大人しくR8使って良かった。( 'ｰ`)
結論：この時期の156・157のコンボはつらい。
・・・ってゆーか、あれだよ。( 'ｰ`) Aの地点まで行くのがそもそも修羅場だよ( 'ｰ`)
帰り谷峠通らなくて良かった・・・ライブカメラ見たら凄い事になってた。(´ω｀)
一方通行になってるぉ・・・(´・ω・｀)
As the pipe clamp blisters began to pop and heal on my hands, I knew I was in a race against myself to find my next gig in woodworking. I had just quit my job after I was put on a mandatory 72-hour work week schedule, which was neither safe nor necessary in the warehouse where I was a full time furniture maker. From my first taste of sawdust, I was hooked. I loved everything about it, especially the aches & pains associated with putting in a hard day of manual labor.
I had moved thousands of miles from my industrial Michigan factory roots, only to go to college and decide the blue collar life is what I wanted. I quit my job, only when it was obvious that it would either kill or permanently injure me...but it was still one of the hardest decisions I have ever had to make. Besides the fact that I love it, I realize now how wrapped up I was in the identity of being just one thing...In my working life, I have always had to have at least three side hustles going on and I've done everything from nude modeling, to being a maid, a well-paid executive assistant, an extra in movies, a make-up artist, to an apprentice sander in a woodshop.
When I call home to update my family, typically, whatever it is I describe is met with unconditional love & acceptance, even if there is a tinge of it not necessarily being understood. As a woodworker, I was finally able to align myself with an identity - one thing that I loved being and doing...and it was so much easier to explain that!
Predictably, when the job fell apart, I scrambled for any paying gig I could find on craigslist. As it turns out, it was a good time to be involved with film making and I even signed up for acting classes. Being involved in the process is as exciting as it seems like it would be - even the long hours of waiting, while being completely dressed to the nines for a 6:00 a.m. call time, shouldn't be exciting, but it still is.
Around this time I also found work as a fit model, working for a local design house. It's a job that pays very well but the work is inconsistent. Still, I am extremely thankful to have it, even if it is a bit weird for me to use it as an identifier at the dentist's office and have the receptionist squeal and ask me a bunch of questions about the job. That's a rock star moment, I'm not going to lie, but it's completely foreign to me to identify myself as "model" in any capacity...especially when "factory rat" was a closer signifier just weeks ago.
I'm not sure if all the discomfort in lacking a fixed occupation or identity squarely rests on my shoulders, or if I am reacting to other people's confusion when I try to explain, "Well, I'm actually a furniture maker, but I'm out of work, so I'm doing the acting and modeling thing, while looking for another woodworking gig." Who does that? I'm not sure if I even understand myself anymore.
In the long run, it's probably a good thing that I am so versatile & adaptable - I always have something relevent for any type of resume I'm creating for myself (and I have at least 3); but I long for the day when I have a short answer to the question, "So what do you do?"
降るんならしっかり降ってくれないと・・・
はぁ～、しんきくせーなー雪は('A`)
なんか、雪がゴミのように写ってるのは
撮影者が雪嫌いだからです('A`)
Sicilianaからが好き
