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Apr. 6th, 2016 10:36 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kittydesadeI have adulted so hard today before noon. Actually this came about because I was opting to laze in bed till one of my neighbors wheeled their trash bin out to the curb and I realized fuck today's trash day isn't it. fuck. So in the space of about 30 minutes I got my tired ass downstairs, dumped all the used litter into the trash bin, tossed the old catboxes out to the porch to wash later, swept the catbox area, brought the clean ones in, filled them with fresh litter, took the trash out, took the recycling out, wheeled both bins to the curb. Fed the ferals. (Did not manage to feed the cats their wet food but whatever, they'll live, they have a full bowl of dry food I did make sure of that.)
Then when I got to work I paid my *shudder* state taxes *shudder* for NC of all fucking places because we may currently be run by wet runny sacks of diseased shit, but that doesn't mean I shouldn't pay for my share of roads and schools and emergency services and so on. And I called in my BC prescription, picked it up, gave them my new insurance card, and picked up a knee brace to keep in my capoeira pack.
In short I am invincible and tired.
I'm not sure if going clothes shopping counts as adulting. But not buying any new clothes despite finding lots of pretty tops until either a1) I get paid again or a2) get my tax refund and b) clean out my damn closet and c) the boy starts up his new job is definitely adulting. And cleaning out my closet is somewhat less cleaning it out and somewhat more reorganizing it to the point where I have kind of an idea of what's where (hoodies in one place, jackets in another, sweaters in another, cami tops to go under jackets or crochet tops or whatever, etc) and what I want to add on and does anything need tailoring. WHICH. I finally tailored the shoulder seams of my blue top this morning. Go me.
All of this is probably why I feel exhausted and drained and can I just go home and sleep forever. Especially instead of going to capoeira. Sadly, this is exactly the kind of tired where going to capoeira will help, so no, no I cannot.
Buuut. Everything else continues apace. Online learning, writing actually continues which is pleasant, edits not so much but I'm hoping to get through some more of that today, maybe finish something. Ever. I keep saying that. It keeps not happening. Edits on Q&P, then on WL stories, then I think starting on either Who Run The World? Girls East Coast or West Coast edition, or possibly Turing Shrugged. Or all three, consecutive or concurrent! But we cannot do you love and rhetoric without the blood, blood is compulsory, it's all blood you see.
I am so going to bed early tonight.
Then when I got to work I paid my *shudder* state taxes *shudder* for NC of all fucking places because we may currently be run by wet runny sacks of diseased shit, but that doesn't mean I shouldn't pay for my share of roads and schools and emergency services and so on. And I called in my BC prescription, picked it up, gave them my new insurance card, and picked up a knee brace to keep in my capoeira pack.
In short I am invincible and tired.
I'm not sure if going clothes shopping counts as adulting. But not buying any new clothes despite finding lots of pretty tops until either a1) I get paid again or a2) get my tax refund and b) clean out my damn closet and c) the boy starts up his new job is definitely adulting. And cleaning out my closet is somewhat less cleaning it out and somewhat more reorganizing it to the point where I have kind of an idea of what's where (hoodies in one place, jackets in another, sweaters in another, cami tops to go under jackets or crochet tops or whatever, etc) and what I want to add on and does anything need tailoring. WHICH. I finally tailored the shoulder seams of my blue top this morning. Go me.
All of this is probably why I feel exhausted and drained and can I just go home and sleep forever. Especially instead of going to capoeira. Sadly, this is exactly the kind of tired where going to capoeira will help, so no, no I cannot.
Buuut. Everything else continues apace. Online learning, writing actually continues which is pleasant, edits not so much but I'm hoping to get through some more of that today, maybe finish something. Ever. I keep saying that. It keeps not happening. Edits on Q&P, then on WL stories, then I think starting on either Who Run The World? Girls East Coast or West Coast edition, or possibly Turing Shrugged. Or all three, consecutive or concurrent! But we cannot do you love and rhetoric without the blood, blood is compulsory, it's all blood you see.
I am so going to bed early tonight.