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Good goat times today. A lovely sunny day. A little cool in the morning, but as the sun worked its charm it started rising upwards of 23C\/74F. It may be the last goat day when it goes that high.
\nBut let’s hope not. I love sitting in the sun with the goats. So beautiful and serene.
\nWhen we’re alone at least. We did get quite a bit of company today. First it was a young couple with a little kid. Not sure if it was a boy or girl, I thought they called them Thea, but then I thought they said Th\u00f8ger another time. Nto that it matter. The kid really loved the goats. They wanted to pet them all and marvelled at all the things they did, it was really sweet. And the parents were really good about explaining appropriate behaviour in the goat pen and they seemed really sweet and attentative. I got an aw out of them when I had Bella giving me her paw for rubsies. And the father asked me about the camera and I told him about the facebook page. It was just all very lovely and idyllic.
\nAnd then we got more visitors, probably from the neighbouring school or something. Those kids are usually more rowdy. They don’t have that one on one parental supervision. They do have adults with them, but it’s more like one adult to 2-3 kids and it’s not quite the same. Also those kids often have some developmental issues, some of them have immigrant or refugee backgrounds and their Danish isn’t always great. They’re always sweet and fun, but they don’t always understand that you shouldn’t run or shout or in the goat pen. They aren’t mean to the goats, but hey there may have been a time or to in the past when I thought to myself “Ok, Luna. Maybe give them a little push”. Oh naughty Lasse!
\nBut it was all good today, everyone had their fun. And when they were gone I had my alone time again with the goats, getting to sit with each one in turn in the sun. Along with the usual headbutting and silliness.
\nJust a really good summer’s goat day. Can’t ask for much more
\nI came home and had to deal with some stuff, but I’ll save the nongoats news for later. I am tired now and I need soup. And Pepsi! Burning hot soup and ice cold Pepsi. Mmm mm. That’s the stuff.
\n24\/8 2026<\/a>
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\nBella on one of the podiums. I have mentioned a couple of times before when i would sweep a podium and right when I was done a goat would jump up on it and start dropping berries. Well today Bella didn’t even wait. She was standing no the podium and I started sweeping it with my small brush and she just started dropping more berries. Like she was going “Oh you like sweeping hose? Here, have some more. Enjoy!”.
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\n24\/8 2026<\/a>
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\nSky relaxing on the new pallet. She seems to like it there, sat down on it several times.
\nIt’s a good place ato sit in the sun, with a view to the big girls on the platforms. It’s funny about Sky, she doesn’t want to be too close to Bella and Luna mostly. But she also doesn’t want to be separated from them. Jeanette has told me that when they have tried to separate her from them she will be unhappy. Goats are social creatures. She wants to be near them, but not TOO near them. She wants to be with them, but with the possibility of escape when she wants to be on her own. Good thing we have a nice amount of space and things to sit on and places she can be by herself when she needs it. I can relate. I need my space to get away from others too.
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\n24\/8 2026<\/a>
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\nLuna and the blue sky, no diamonds.
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\n24\/8 2026<\/a>
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\nOkay, nongoat news.
\nI came home today and found the parking space fenced still. But. The cinder blocks were gone. The parking space was actually open, there was even a car or two parked in front of our building. The temporary fencing they put up for the digging last week was just still up. Meaning you could park in front of our building, you just couldn’t walk from your car to the building entrance.
\nAt least that’s what I thought. Until I saw a couple of kids pass through the fence right out at the edge. I went to look and you can get through. But it’s a small gap. I am not sure my mom could get through there with her walker. I am not sure the grocery delivery guy could get through there with the boxes.
\nSo that’s not great. That sent my anxiety and depression skyrocketing. It made me just want to not be here anymore, to not have to deal with everything. The devil on my shoulder immediately going “Everything sucks,if you’re not going to jump off the balcony at least order pizza and cake and stay in bed and wallow in misery and self-pity”. Jerk.
\nWell, I went on fb and messaged Helle and asked if she knew anything about it. I don’t think she was available at the time, though. And after some more wallowing I decided that I couldn’t count on Helle to fix everything for me all the time, and I should try something.
\nSo i did. Something that is difficuly for me. Something i hate. Something that triggers my anxiety even more. I… *gasp* picked up the phone and called the housing association.
\nI ended up spending I think more than 15 minutes on the phone. They were very nice. I got a lot of uhm and errs and directing call to someone else and hold on I’ll ask someone else and getting put on hold and stuff.
\nBut the lady I talked to once my call was directed to the right place was really nice. She listened to me and she was very understanding. She had to look stuff up, apparently where a little confused about whether the parking space actually was open, if it was supposed to, if it should be opened up, if it should be closed until 2028, what exactly had been communicated and so on. She had to ask colleagues. She was very understanding and nice. I explained how I’m visually impaired, have back problems and other issues. And she agreed that it would be hard for me if i was not able to get deliveries for two years. She asked if I was going to be rehoused and I said no no no, I had just been rehoused from the other block. We talked a little about the delivery service and what might be possible. She was trying to offer up some possible solutions but they weren’t really anything realistic.
\nAfter a while and not really getting anywhere substantial she said she had to talk to the person who would know the most about it all. And I got put on hold for a while. And then she came back and said she couldn’t get through to that person, she might be in a meeting. She’d try again later and call back. So there was some waiting there. And then she called back. And she said that the housing assoc was going to try to put up a ramp to make it easier for people in our part of the building to have access. She couldn’t promise exactly when, but she said they would try to do it in the next two weeks. I had told her that I had a delivery coming tomorrow. We talked a little back and forth and agreed that i should try calling the delivery company and see what we could work out about tomorrow. And she told me I couldn’t get anything worked out and I had problems tomorrow I should call back to the housing assoc, and she gave me her name and told me to ask for her and she would try to help. So that was really lovely. And if that ramp gets put up then hopefully that would help with the issue. I have a hard time visualizing where it would go and how it would work exactly, if it would let my parents be able to get dropped off in front of my building of example. But hopefully they can get it done and hopefully it will make things easier. She was very sympathetic to my problems.
\nSo after that my first thought was to just cancel the delivery tomorrow. It’s mostly a test order, there’s stuff I want but not something I absolutely need and can’t get in the grocery store. But at the point when the calls were done, it was like 20 minutse after the deadline to cancel my order. Darn. So I had to bite the bullet and *gasp* make another phone call.
\nI called the delivery company. And talked to a very nice lady. I explained the situation and we talked a bit and she basically said, why don’t we jus try to make the delivery tomorrow. We can tell the driver that he may need some extra time and if he has problems getting through we can talk to him on our chat and he can send us pictures if he needs to and we can try to guide him.
\nSo that was really great actually. I had been afraid that their policy would be that if they can’t drop off at your front door then they just won’t deliver. But it sounds like that’s not the case. She was asking about other places they might be able to park etc. So it sounds like they are willing to deliver even if they can’t park right outside and they’re willing to make some effort to get to me. That could potentially make the next couple of years actually… work. So I am really hoping for that. I guess I’ll find out tomorrow, but it sounded possible.
\nI must have spent 25-30 minutes on the phone today. Sheesh, I can’t remember the last time that happened. You may think that it would be easier for someone with social phobia and anxiety to talk to people over the phone because you’re not face to face. But it just triggers all new levels of anxiety. So it was difficult today. I had to really overcome some fear today. But I did it. And it paid off. It’s funny how I went from feeling completely down in the dumps, severely depressed and worried and just awful. To feeling.. well, somewhat optimistic. Hopefully I can get that delivery tomorrow. Hopefully that ramp can get up soon and make things easier. There is some hope now.
\nIf that ramp gets done I should make sure everyone in our entrance know it’s because of me and I should get all the credit for making things easier for everyone and.. wait, that would involve socializing with people. Maybe we should just keep it quiet.
\nBut yeah that was my adventures in phoning today.
\nI also did some grocery shopping, to get freh fruit again. This time the cashier said the total amount. I think he didn’t do that with the other costumers though, maybe he just did it because I’m visually impaired. That would be nice of him if that’s the case, it really helps. And using my card is getting easier. There were too many people in the store though, the line at the register was so long that I went around and pretended to look at goods, hoping that the queue would shorten. I was relieved when the message came through over the speakers “staff please report to checkout line to open a new register”. There was still a line a little too long when I went out, but I made it through that too.
\nPhew. Challenging day, after the lovely sunny goat times.
\nBut I suppose I should try to take the lesson that sometimes it’s good to face things head on. I know that Helle has talked to the housing assoc about the issues and was making some headway, but I think maybe it helped to be putting my particular issues forward myself in dialogue with them. I could feel that lady I talked to being sympatheetic and mulling things over and trying to come up with ideas and solution. Maybe when you’re faced with something directly affected by the situation it’s harder to just ignore it? Or maybe it makes no difference that I called, who know. But at least it sounds like things are happening.
\nAlright. If you read all that you deserve a cookie. That’s my cookie policy, do you accept or decline?
\n24\/8 2026<\/a>
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\nMy little slices of heaven.
\nYou may be able to spot Bella relaxing on teh bench and catching some rays on the platform. Luna was sitting next to the photographer, as she likes to do.
\nYeah, it was a good and challenging day today. Beautiful sun times with the thoats, potentially the last really sunny warm day of the season. And then challenging phone calls that yilded hopefully positive results. Quite the day.
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\n24\/8 2026<\/a>
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\nGot an hour fortyfive on the bike today. So I got that going for it.
\nAND I GOT DELIVERY.
\nHooray. I got my groceries delivered, without problems. I don’t even know if the driver was able to get them through the fence or he parked somewhere else or if he had any problems. He didn’t say anything about. I was watching him approach on their tracker and it didn’t seem like he was going around looking for access, and he was up with my goods quite soon after it changed to “driver has arrived”. So that’s a huge relief and I am very happy about it.
\nLet’s hope that means that there won’t be any problems with me gettng deliveries going forward. Right now the parking space is open, there is just that fence. At some point I believe the parking space will actually be closed. So we’ll have to see what happens then. But my experience with the delivery company on this delivery makes me think they would do their best to find a way to make it work.
\nAnd hopefully the housing association will get that ramp up and that will make fix any problems there may be.
\nSo it’s been a couple of good days. Great sunny goat times, manning up and doing phone calls, getting stuff done, doing exercise, receiving delivery. The soccerballsport club I love also won yesterday and is top of the league after 5 games.
\nOne sad thing has happend though. I know no one reading this will know his name, but rest in peace Ole Bjur. He was my alltime favourite soccerball player from my favourite club. He was amazing in the late 90s when soccerballsport was actually good. I was shocked to see the headline, because he wasn’t that old. Super sad. Fuck cancer.
\n25\/8 2026<\/a>
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\nThe blooper reel has been updated for the premium subscribers.
\nI keep forgetting that putting the camera on the yellow chair is a bad idea when I go to get goodies from my backpack up on the shelf in the goat house. Because inevitably a goat will jump up on the chair to try to reach up to the backpack. And then I’ll have to shoo them down before they knock the camera over. This time I was too late and Bella won on a knockout.
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\n25\/8 2026<\/a>
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\nAw, Dolly Parton? Man. Rest in peace. I wasn’t as such a fan of her. But I loved her. She was beyond things that made you a fan of people. She was above it all. She made the world better, and now she’s gone.
\nI know it’s not really any different from any other year, but 2026 sure seems to be killing a lot of people I like. Robots masy be outrunning people now, but ain’t none of us outrunning time.
\nBummer.
\n25\/8 2026<\/a>
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