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Aug. 19th, 2016 10:25 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kittydesadeI really want some way or another to set up more than one draft post on DW, because inevitably I've forgotten half the shit I've done by the time I finish my check-in post. Although I suppose I could always make a private post and... okay never mind. I just hadn't put enough thought to it yet.
Oogh. Today started out well enough but I strongly suspect I'm shuffling all my writerly anxiety into anxiety about whether or not my chosen ball dress will get here in time. Which, I found out today the company it's coming from is in south Louisiana. Shit. I wouldn't have ordered if I'd known! On the other hand I also think that at the time I placed the order the flooding hadn't happened yet, I'm still fuzzy on the timeline. I'm kind of tempted to email and ask if it will ship in time to get to me, but at the same time that seems like an incredibly rude thing to do even if I surround it with "I'm not mad! I promise! I just want to be able to make arrangements and I will still get the dress because it is gorgeous, I just want all the information." Ugh. Argh. Noises.
I think I'm just too amped up somehow. I'm extremely high energy today for whatever reason, although I don't seem to lack focus as much. Which is good. There's a lot of stuff I need to do and I really have no idea if I'm going to get it all done around day job stuff, but I can at least try.
I don't know what happened, although I did crash pretty hard last night. Something, I feel better about prospects for the next few weeks in general than I have in a few days. Maybe it's the news and the polls now saying there's no way Donald Trump can win (please god) or maybe it's at least having the minimum all set to go for DragonCon, and now I can relax? I... honestly don't know. I'm kind of glad for it. I mean, still terrified because this is a step beyond what I've done in previous years and I don't feel like I'm any more capable than I was last time. But hey.
Let's go. Let's get this thing moving. Let's do this thing.
Oogh. Today started out well enough but I strongly suspect I'm shuffling all my writerly anxiety into anxiety about whether or not my chosen ball dress will get here in time. Which, I found out today the company it's coming from is in south Louisiana. Shit. I wouldn't have ordered if I'd known! On the other hand I also think that at the time I placed the order the flooding hadn't happened yet, I'm still fuzzy on the timeline. I'm kind of tempted to email and ask if it will ship in time to get to me, but at the same time that seems like an incredibly rude thing to do even if I surround it with "I'm not mad! I promise! I just want to be able to make arrangements and I will still get the dress because it is gorgeous, I just want all the information." Ugh. Argh. Noises.
I think I'm just too amped up somehow. I'm extremely high energy today for whatever reason, although I don't seem to lack focus as much. Which is good. There's a lot of stuff I need to do and I really have no idea if I'm going to get it all done around day job stuff, but I can at least try.
I don't know what happened, although I did crash pretty hard last night. Something, I feel better about prospects for the next few weeks in general than I have in a few days. Maybe it's the news and the polls now saying there's no way Donald Trump can win (please god) or maybe it's at least having the minimum all set to go for DragonCon, and now I can relax? I... honestly don't know. I'm kind of glad for it. I mean, still terrified because this is a step beyond what I've done in previous years and I don't feel like I'm any more capable than I was last time. But hey.
Let's go. Let's get this thing moving. Let's do this thing.