There was a point in the week were I thought I was going to lose it. Thankfully there's my Thursdays are for Rants to cope with it. I don't what I would do without it.
What popped my zen
I already felt fed up. After completing the content creation challenge, I could feel how stress was building up. Rants have become more usual to even things like rain. The fact is that I can't control weather (thankfully, because I'd be like a raging Storm sending bolts of lightning everywhere. Wait, I think that would make me Kefka throwing Bolts of Judgement. Yeah, more like that without the clown laugh).
And it all went shit when I was woken up from my slumber. Usually, my father wakes me up doing shit. Literally, he goes around the house making noise with everything he can find to do that he could be doing another time. Is that a trait of old people? Because he also loves standing on the way like a deer struck by car lights.
Sir, please, go back to sleep or would you prefer being thrown into an asylum? A mental one perhaps?
However, this time it was mom who woke me up. You see the car was doing some funny stuff. A piece was broken. Thanks to hive I could pay for it. But mom is superstitious. And she does all this weird mumbo jumbo stuff of mixed religions and numerology and shit. So she thought the car was hexed or something. What was her idea to solve this? Simple. She woke up really early on Tuesday and put some meditation audio shit on top of the car. On her phone. Full volume. At 4:00 a.m.
If there's is a God, take me now. To hell or elsewhere. Anything but here.
So yeah, I woke up startled. The meditation crap starts with a Tibetan gutural chat. That's not s good way to wake up. More so if you're not even close to Tibet. Geez. I believe not even if you are in Tibet.
The tuning gag
Well, water is still an issue. Today it's supposed to be cut at 10 a.m. And this will continue to happen. Anyone who knew shit about the work is either unemployed, doing something else or out of the country. It makes sense. I wouldn't likr my work to depend on the whims of the government. I know this happens everywhere, but I think in other places people keep a semblance of competence. Messing with the water system is not a small issue.
What does the idiots say? Well, it's responsibility of the company that makes water safe for consumption and general use. Who runs the company. The government, of course. It is s ball game. The kind played on a ping pong table. When you lift one half. And you lose.
The family thing
There's been this ongoing topic of complaining about my uncle. The eldest one is living with grandma. But my uncle has always been a freeloader. He doesn't do anything of use omst domestic level. Added to that, he's been breaking stuff in the house and can't repair them. Grandma is just playing coy and lets him get his way. It can't be other way around. But who complains about this? Mom and my aunt (her sister). As the only daughters of grandma, they are the ones seeing the problem by what it is. My other uncles are busy on their business being bosses by their wives. I'm not trying to sound sexist, but that's what happens in those households. I've seen it.
Anyways, this could be solved. But grandma refuses to leave the family mausoleum. So, it is a running clock until she passed away. What would transpire after that, we can't tell. But the general picture is that everyone will want their share of the cake. Even those who are missing from the picture at the moment. If justice were a thing in this wretched country, my uncle's would get shit from the house. But, alas, it isn't how things work. It could be worse though. Remember that French law (it doesn't apply anymore), that said the eldest gets the inheritance? That level of worse.
I can't still believe grandma in all her cruelty and omnipotence during her life, accepts such a treatment. But then I remember that it's s common thing gin the family that the eldest is the favorite. It isn't an excuse for this behavior. However, it is what it is.
Miscellaneous
Going back to the episode about the dollar, the price has become somewhat stable at 8bs. I can see it going to 12 or higher in December. I think about her wage raise will come and will crush hopes on its wake. I don't care about it since I don't work for anyone. However, these things will make my work more difficult. Finding materials, buying accessories and selling instruments will become harder. It is already hard. And I don't want to go back into teaching. The stories I have heard from people who are great teachers such as 
I know people are dumb in general, but, damn...
That's a prospect I don't want to consider at all. It is too much work to reap no benefit.
Conclusion
I missed my rant last week. But nothing had built up to make a proper thing until Tuesday. I have acquired some gear to make videos and other content. Let's see how I do with it and if that could be a reliable source of income. I know I shouldn't depend that much on Hive, but the alternative is far worse and getting worse each time. Besides, I still don't have a computer. So I can't go back to freelance. Nor like I was doing it before as it has become extremely niche. I'll catch a break to see if I can do something good or useful. Until then, I hope the shit in your life does not hit the fan. If it does, we have this beautiful community.
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