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Today had better be more with the ability to focus on projects and less with the brain no worky and skittering around all over the place, that's all I'm saying. At least I got a few things coded for the website, but oi.

Still slowly getting things picked up! Slowly but surely. And two of my broccoli plants have bolted because I was too ignorant to know that you're supposed to pick it before it goes all spread-tipped like that. Well, now I know! I really need a book or something that tells me what to do instead of going to five different websites on the internet and then forgetting it all at once. But the rest of it has now been picked and will not bolt and maybe I can get another head off the plant? I have no idea about these things! I'm just happy that I didn't kill everything I put into a pot. The jade is growing pretty well, if slowly, as I'm given to understand it does. The strawberries are continuously putting out new leaves, which is my goal, to keep it alive until I can put it out in a raised bed perhaps towards the patio. And the oregano and basil continue to show their little heads. I plucked some basil leaves and used it in cooking the other night! Rosemary continues to be rosemary, parsley continues to be parsley. Though I definitely need bigger gardening space, so now I can't wait until I have the whole fucking yard to plant in. Raised beds, all of them!

Ahem. Again, statement of intent and for my own reminder, today's work is the Haven Duke-Nathan post, possibly some of the Audrey home profile, and then website coding. Not essays today, probably the rest of the worksheets. Line edits tonight, since it's not my turn at the moment to chew on Reese. Well, line edits and probably writing randomass fanfiction. And I need to remember to check in today, and we'll see what else I get done.

Killed some music weasels last night, too. The problem with ... no, the problem with doing things you're good at for extended periods of time, assuming it's an actual problem and not a problem from a certain point of view, is that when you run into something you really have to work with there's the feeling of oh my god I'm the stupidest person ever for not being able to just do it. Which is what stopped me from doing a lot of things as a kid! It will not fucking stop me from playing guitar now. I have grown some, I have baseball bats and frying pans, and I see you lurking there, weasels. Fuckoff and bother someone else. It's also helpful to discover that I learn things much better, as far as music theory goes, by actually performing them. Lacking a piano I'll have to figure out how to change it to the guitar, but since guitar was the end goal anyway that just cuts out the middle step of ... figuring out how to change it to the guitar.

This weekend or, well, this Saturday will be Valentine's Day instead of Thursday, which means that either I do blog work most of the day Sunday or I organize my damn craft room. Actually it might mean I do both, depending on the boy's sleep schedule. Blog work during the day, cleaning in the morning and early evening. We'll see.

My house is finally fucking starting to take shape! And better still, I'm getting into the good habits of picking things up and putting them away every now and again, in bits and pieces. Which, as big as the house is and as messy as two humans and four cats can be, is a good thing. I may even be starting to get the boy into good habits that way, too. Which would be nice. I love the man, and it's not even that he's in the habit of a dirty house, but my god the clutter. Clean clothes and papers all around his desk. If I had that many papers scattered all around my desk I'd go bugshit. I like to know where my stuff is so I can get to it when I need it.

Hurm. I also need to figure out how I'm going to store everything in my craft room. Which means it's time to go back to looking at DIY storage stuff, preferably stuff I can get ahold of and use easily. Come to me, internets, tell me of your DIY projects!

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In retrospect I should have just taken the second enchilada out of the pan and into the fridge with a big sign that said "Jag's dinner, do not touch". Ah well, half an enchilada is better than none. Also for my own future reference, and maybe I will remember next time: two chicken breasts make about four big enchiladas. There's room in the big pan for six, so let's do that next time.

And, actually, since there is enchilada sauce left I might have to make some bean ones and freeze them for future nomming. I have no idea why I never tried this recipe for the red sauce earlier. Now I just need to whip together more batches of salsa as prep before I do these things. Which means I need to remember what the fuck the family salsa recipe is. I doubt Mom has it, she doesn't cook. Maybe L has it, I think it was her recipe, anyway.

Distracted for a moment from German by someone who gave me a plotbunny and the short fiction that ensued, and then by the startling development that people actually liked it. I will never, ever stop being surprised that people actually like my original fiction, particularly the off the cuff stuff. Which probably says something, too, about how I see my fanfiction, namely that people like the ideas I'm coming up with for other people's fictional characters, but it has nothing to do with my writing or my voice. So, there's that. Anyway, now I have flash fiction and, something. Further impetus to get my website the hell up?

Fortunately I also have a fairly light day at work. Unfortunately I now have a hyperactive brain trying to run in twenty different directions at once. That's nice, brain. Let's take this by the numbers, shall we? What was next on my list of things to do. More website coding for that side of things, a return to untangle for day job stuff, and, oh yes. Spices to buy. Okay, I can do this. Without going in ten different directions at the same time at high speed.