Morning, 18 Aug 17

I started the morning with heightened anxiety for no obvious reason, a moment of absolute panic about mortality (not a full-blown panic attack, fortunately, which I have had my brain get so wrapped around that one that a panic attack happens) and fuck if I know why my brain decided today was a day to do that. Other than perhaps the nightmare that woke me before dawn and I can’t remember what it was.

Got a thing done that needed done downstairs, and for once, mom was the one who hit done with everything before I did. Probably because my brain has decided that we’re done with everything anyway, and fuck it, the thing has to get done.

I have a button coat transfer to work on, and that’s not happening today. I have stories to finish, and even if I get something worked on, I don’t think any of them will be finished today. I have organization projects to work on, and those I might be able to manage.

I am not attempting to do more cleaning than the load of dishes I started, because the urge to throw everything away is strong, and that’s a bad day to be organizing things. (When I’m not terribly invested in either keeping things or pitching them, that’s a good day for doing a “clear off a thing and organize it” chore. If I’m feeling like throwing things to see them break and filling trashbags with everything, it’s a bad day because I am likely to regret something going away. Although I don’t think I’m likely to break things for the sake of it, at least.)

Have also gotten done a little more on the organizing my trip up to Philcon. I have a full car now, with two passengers to begin, and one pick up at the Philly airport. This is both terrifying and awesome, because it’s taken me five damned years to get back to the point where I can think about going and doing things on my own. And I actually was able to not only think about doing this, but have done planning, and arranging of accomodations and… and… *sits and squeaks a lot* (And that may also be part of today’s anxiety – having Done the Thing. Because panic is for when the thing has been done.)

Morning, 28 June 17

Bleah. Was up too early after being awake late, but it’s worth it for glorious plotting. 🙂

Today’s to-do list is more dishes and some writing. And possibly a trip out to acquire a new fucking fan, because the current desk model is in need of more oiling, and should not have been in need of more oiling already. It is also six or seven years old, and been heavily used outdoors at Pennsic as well as indoors at home where there is a significant amount of fiber dust. So, not terribly surprised it’s giving up the ghost. Irritated, but not surprised.

Should also check on the cucumbers growing on the vine to see where they’re at, and take a glance at the rest of the garden.

Morning, 27 June 17

I have a lot of dishes that need done, a garden that needs weeding, laundry that should be corralled and washed as well as stuff that needs folded and put away, projects to finish (writing and fiber stuff, mostly), and an apartment that needs cleaned. How much of that I actually get to is debatable. Today is a relatively good day for energy, but I’m still stiff and sore from the weekend, and that list of things feels entirely overwhelming. Even just trying to figure out which one is a priority feels a bit overwhelming right now. It helps that I do have a list, though. And I know mom’s plan for the day was prioritize dishes (dad did not keep up with his dishes while she was gone, plus she’s got the ones from the trip to clean).

The only reason I have sunlight in the room right now is because opening the curtains has become part of the morning routine of feeding the cat, and that is one of the few things that never falls by the wayside because the cat cannot feed herself unless she gets outside, and she would really prefer not to (she’ll come to the door when it’s opened to see who’s there, but she will not go through it, even if I leave it open lots. Jessamine has some to the firm conclusion that she is an indoor cat, thank you).

Anyway. I’m going to attempt to sort out what I’m doing today, though at the moment, quite possibly attempt to get a drainer-load of dishes, just because that was mom’s plan for the day, and I’m not above borrowing other people’s planning to get my own done.

After dishes. I dunno. Not washing of laundry, though, I am still ok on underwear and shirts. And not fiber art projects, my shoulder says no.

So:

Weeding (check temp outside first)

Writing (…. I have a dozen or so active projects, somewhere over 200 open projects, and do not even ask how many abandoned pieces that need to be catalogued and shunted to the external hard drive for long-term storage)

Cleaning (… quite possibly a big ball of nope because too much)

Morning, 19 June 17

Laundry fetched, cat fed, me fed, dehumidfier on, fan on. Need to go fetch my broom from downstairs so I can sweep the bathroom, and need to deal with the litterbox.

Should also, at some point today, do dishes. I’m out of clean spoons.

(I am also out of metaphorical spoons, which is why there was discussion yesterday about getting a functional dishwasher to replace the one that’s probably as old as I am that doesn’t work. Because that would make dishes easier to keep up with.)

I should also deal with the two loads worth of clean laundry that needs put away.

Not all of that is going to get done. The laundry is the thing that can wait the longest (it’s clean, folding and putting away is optional when I have enough other stuff to do). Litterbox must be dealt with today. Dishes can mostly wait until tomorrow if necessary.

Bedtime, 15 June 17

Gonna go fall over.

Got most of the laundry I planned to dealt with, and the basket is ready for me to take down and run a load through the washer and dryer tomorrow. I also got a load of dishes done, if late in the day, and it’s in the drainer now. Didn’t get a lot of words, but did get some of art stuff done. I need to go looking for the right moments to screen cap in a couple movies to get the particular things finished.

Hugs for everyone, and I hope y’all sleep well when you get there!

Morning, 15 June 17

I am not sure why I was awake before 8:00, but it was only 7:42 when I woke up this morning, and that is way too early for me. 8:00 is early. 9:00 is normal. 10:00 is I went to bed way late or I’m coming down with something.

But I’m awake, and could not get back to sleep, so I’ve gotten dressed and I’ve gone and dealt with the oregano, which is trying – again – to creep over to the peppermint to strangle it. Which. No, not allowed. I know you’re all mints, and you hate everything else growing around you, and compete viciously for survival, but no. I want all my mints, damnit. (I’m still short a chocolate mint and lime balm. Maybe next year.)

Going to see if I can get more dishes done today – I got two loads done yesterday, and the counter is clearer. If I can get it down to the large bowl that is a load by itself and the various jars that need rinsed for reuse, that’ll be awesome. If I don’t get that much done, that’s ok. Not ideal, but ok.

Laundry – at least get the pile on my bins of clean stuff folded and put away. Preferably also get the basket I use for taking things up and down the stairs also folded and put away.

And that is all I am going to put on the to-do today. If I get more/other stuff done, awesome. If not, that’s ok. So long as I meet my smallest goal (load of laundry folded and put away, the utensils and bowls currently in the sink washed and left to dry), the rest is bonus.

I hope you all have an awesome day, and get done what you want to get done.

Morning, 11 June 17

Slept well, woke up without startling or falling back asleep for the first time in months. Don’t expect it to last, but hey, even one day is nice.

Have done a drainer full of dishes, and I can hear dad outside with the lawn mower, so not going anywhere until he’s done. (Mostly because loud, and there’s a reason I don’t use power tools much, and that’s because loud. Yes, I would use a damned scythe on the grass if I had a good handle on how to use one, that’s how much the motors on powered tools are a problem for me.)

Still have to do more dishes later, and have to feed the cat, and want to get some words and other stuff done.

No crochet today – the trigger-point under my right shoulder flared up yesterday, and crocheting makes it worse if I try to keep going. Like, spasming muscles and can’t do anything but whimper bad. So. No crochet today.

There will be another bit of Hospital Book Club up this afternoon, and there’s at least one more part to it after that, and if I do more from there, than it’ll be another three segments. We’ll see. I may start poking at bits and pieces of Speed getting back to work, which I’m only vaguely referencing in Hospital Book Club.

Morning, 8 June 17

I have acquired yarn this morning, and then breakfast with the change. Omnomnomnom. At this point, I can probably finish the blanket in progress without getting more yarn, so once that’s done, I can figure out what to do next. Because pretty things, and things to keep my hands busy while I watch things on my computer.

And definitely back to two strands of thread after this – the smaller hook doesn’t leave bruises on my fingers after crocheting all day, even if it does make my hands hurt when it’s cold.

To do today:

Dishes (always have dishes to do)

Feed the cat (twice)

More notes on character interaction for CSI Miami

Finish next scene/part of Hospital Book Club

More done on the blanket

Morning, 29 May 17

I forgot that today was a holiday, and thus, dad would be home today (or rather, going to a party later). So, being pinged about bacon at not-quite-nine this morning was a bit of a surprise, and dragged me out of the last dregs of sleep instead of me falling back asleep for another hour and a half or so.

Last of the evil no-sun-allowed meds was last night, so by this afternoon, hopefully, I should be able to go outside and harvest the oregano before it attempts to strangle the peppermint. There will be plenty of oregano to do stuff with.

Today, I have words to continue with, and hopefully enough to post for tonight. Also, dishes, because that needs done, and I don’t have to worry about the sun coming through the window turning my skin all red and full of ow at this point.

I hope y’all have an excellent day, and those heading toward bed sleep well when you get there!

Bedtime 12 May 17

Am gonna go fall on my face now. Have some words, if not as many written today as I like, and have done a drainer load of dishes. It’s been too wet to get the bricks for the edge of my garden placed, though hopefully within the next few days it will be dry enough. At least the rain means I don’t have to worry about watering the relatively new plants in the garden.

Hugs for everyone, and I hope y’all sleep well when you get there!