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Jun. 7th, 2016 10:10 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kittydesadeSo I managed to go yesterday from about noon-thirty to almost ten without eating anything substantial through a combination of lack of time, lack of energy, and lack of availability. (Or lack of willingness to trade availability for money.) That was fun. Let's not do this again. Let's rectify that by bringing two meals from home on Mondays I plan to capoeira instead of one, shall we? I knew we could.
Oof yesterday was such a clusterfuck. Mostly in that everything happened that required me running around hauling and packing and organizing and answering phones for everything, and then I was a dumbass and went to capoeira anyway. But still. This resulted in me barely having brains for anything when I got home, I only scraped through getting my words done by willpower and didn't do languages or drawing that night. Which is making me even more antsy about drawing, like if I don't do it every day for a month solid even if some of it is because tired, I'll lose the habit and not want to anymore. Which. Don't be silly, brain. Just because you haven't used your stand mixer in a couple months either doesn't mean you're not contemplating making something tasty this weekend, and might even do it. Or mashed potatoes. Or whatever.
On the plus side, web page stuff is slowly getting done. Hell, even the house is very slowly getting cleaned. Very, very slowly. It doesn't help that we can't just close the doors on the entire house bit by bit as it's clean, but it's getting cleaner after my month of ugh. There's also some things I need to do that'll help, like move books from the media center to a more permanent shelf as I've finished working with them, etc.
Still freaking out about the amount of money I'm about to put on my credit card because of chimney shit and dentist shit. Still not much I can do about it. Ugh. At least I have the means to pay it off fairly quickly, I just. Ugh.
Not much to say today I guess. Saturday was exhausting, Sunday was spent recovering from that, Monday was at least as bad as Saturday if not worse, and today feels like it's going to be mostly spent trying to recover from that. It's like that scene from Thirteenth Warrior where Antonio al-Banderas says "I cannot lift this sword" and the Viking tells him to grow stronger. Either I'm going to grow stronger or I'm going to get skewered by Neanderthals, I guess.
Oof yesterday was such a clusterfuck. Mostly in that everything happened that required me running around hauling and packing and organizing and answering phones for everything, and then I was a dumbass and went to capoeira anyway. But still. This resulted in me barely having brains for anything when I got home, I only scraped through getting my words done by willpower and didn't do languages or drawing that night. Which is making me even more antsy about drawing, like if I don't do it every day for a month solid even if some of it is because tired, I'll lose the habit and not want to anymore. Which. Don't be silly, brain. Just because you haven't used your stand mixer in a couple months either doesn't mean you're not contemplating making something tasty this weekend, and might even do it. Or mashed potatoes. Or whatever.
On the plus side, web page stuff is slowly getting done. Hell, even the house is very slowly getting cleaned. Very, very slowly. It doesn't help that we can't just close the doors on the entire house bit by bit as it's clean, but it's getting cleaner after my month of ugh. There's also some things I need to do that'll help, like move books from the media center to a more permanent shelf as I've finished working with them, etc.
Still freaking out about the amount of money I'm about to put on my credit card because of chimney shit and dentist shit. Still not much I can do about it. Ugh. At least I have the means to pay it off fairly quickly, I just. Ugh.
Not much to say today I guess. Saturday was exhausting, Sunday was spent recovering from that, Monday was at least as bad as Saturday if not worse, and today feels like it's going to be mostly spent trying to recover from that. It's like that scene from Thirteenth Warrior where Antonio al-Banderas says "I cannot lift this sword" and the Viking tells him to grow stronger. Either I'm going to grow stronger or I'm going to get skewered by Neanderthals, I guess.
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Date: 2016-06-07 03:53 pm (UTC)I have faith in that.
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Date: 2016-06-07 05:46 pm (UTC)