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Jan. 28th, 2016 08:47 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kittydesadeWell, that was. Interesting. I did not end up going to capoeira yesterday on the grounds that I was running into shit, failing to see things literally right in front of my face, and crawling onto my shipping table for some kip because I was probably exhaustion drunk and thought it was funny. (I'm not kidding, science says exhaustion is a lot like being drunk apparently.) So I got home, heated up the last of the pizza, sat down, and within about an hour I was fighting not to fall asleep before 10, when I would get a good 8 hours ish and not wake up at 4 in the morning.
(I did wake up at about 1.45, stumbled around and took the Q, and went back to sleep at 2 till about 7. Apparently I was very, very sleepy.)
And I still have no idea why. Am I fighting something off? Is it just the last several days and my admittedly erratic weekend sleep schedule catching up with me? The fuck is this?
Oh well. Life continues to be interesting in other ways, I've been invited to pitch both fiction and non fiction more times over the past week than I have in the past. Year? Something like that. I don't even. That said, today is going to be muchly a day of editing because I have so much editing to get done, and I guess the writing should be finishing a bunch of stories that I need to finish. Getting some sleep restored my energy again, though I wish I would have better than a day of restedness and do all the things, a day of exhaustion and running into things, a day of restedness, etc. Still, writing, editing, I have things that I can do, come to that I can dump White Lightning into Scrivener for a better idea of how that's going real fast and get that started. At least it seems like that one day of exhaustion hasn't completely killed my get writing shit done momentum.
Everything else is taking some logistical finagling. Too many damn irons in too many damn fires, some of which are on the opposite side of the house. Thank god for Habitica allowing me to keep it all straight, and also for me being smart-ish and not taking on any new deadlines, so it's just a matter of don't forget that you were doing this and that and the other thing. And a lot of it is relatively small stuff. It's just that there's a lot of small stuff.
As soon as the computer room is clearer and I've got my chair assembled and the scanner hooked back up to the computer I can scan in the patterns for crafty april. I've been vodka-ing my shirt every other night for a while, I can't tell if the stains are coming out or not but it is taking for goddamn ever and I am at least still pulling ink out, so who the hell knows. Something to do in between everything. I've gotten completely behind on the grimmer project for January, but that might be able to catch up with over the next few days, and I think I've even figured out how and where I'm going to copy it over. The pitch letter, also a bit a day. Blogging I just need to set down a damn time and do it. Probably on the weekends. I am, for a miracle, keeping up with languages and drawing and guitar practice although the Hindi alphabet still won't map on my stupid brain for sounds to characters. That might be today's work, just continually write and say letters. Ugh. And everything else... god, I don't even know how many other projects I have going. Crafts projects. I think that's actually it though, except for online classes of which I'm only taking one at the moment, and I'm current on that. No, I do need to set a time on the weekends to go over my guitar aerobics things. That's not too bad, though.
So, okay, maybe I can juggle the twenty thousand things I'm doing in a day. As long as I keep it journaled and itemized somewhere, in this case on Habitica. So. I'm doing all right? For now. No boom today. Boom tomorrow. Always a boom tomorrow.
(I did wake up at about 1.45, stumbled around and took the Q, and went back to sleep at 2 till about 7. Apparently I was very, very sleepy.)
And I still have no idea why. Am I fighting something off? Is it just the last several days and my admittedly erratic weekend sleep schedule catching up with me? The fuck is this?
Oh well. Life continues to be interesting in other ways, I've been invited to pitch both fiction and non fiction more times over the past week than I have in the past. Year? Something like that. I don't even. That said, today is going to be muchly a day of editing because I have so much editing to get done, and I guess the writing should be finishing a bunch of stories that I need to finish. Getting some sleep restored my energy again, though I wish I would have better than a day of restedness and do all the things, a day of exhaustion and running into things, a day of restedness, etc. Still, writing, editing, I have things that I can do, come to that I can dump White Lightning into Scrivener for a better idea of how that's going real fast and get that started. At least it seems like that one day of exhaustion hasn't completely killed my get writing shit done momentum.
Everything else is taking some logistical finagling. Too many damn irons in too many damn fires, some of which are on the opposite side of the house. Thank god for Habitica allowing me to keep it all straight, and also for me being smart-ish and not taking on any new deadlines, so it's just a matter of don't forget that you were doing this and that and the other thing. And a lot of it is relatively small stuff. It's just that there's a lot of small stuff.
As soon as the computer room is clearer and I've got my chair assembled and the scanner hooked back up to the computer I can scan in the patterns for crafty april. I've been vodka-ing my shirt every other night for a while, I can't tell if the stains are coming out or not but it is taking for goddamn ever and I am at least still pulling ink out, so who the hell knows. Something to do in between everything. I've gotten completely behind on the grimmer project for January, but that might be able to catch up with over the next few days, and I think I've even figured out how and where I'm going to copy it over. The pitch letter, also a bit a day. Blogging I just need to set down a damn time and do it. Probably on the weekends. I am, for a miracle, keeping up with languages and drawing and guitar practice although the Hindi alphabet still won't map on my stupid brain for sounds to characters. That might be today's work, just continually write and say letters. Ugh. And everything else... god, I don't even know how many other projects I have going. Crafts projects. I think that's actually it though, except for online classes of which I'm only taking one at the moment, and I'm current on that. No, I do need to set a time on the weekends to go over my guitar aerobics things. That's not too bad, though.
So, okay, maybe I can juggle the twenty thousand things I'm doing in a day. As long as I keep it journaled and itemized somewhere, in this case on Habitica. So. I'm doing all right? For now. No boom today. Boom tomorrow. Always a boom tomorrow.