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Jan. 25th, 2015 04:48 pmSo, for my own reference, just in case I don't remember why I'm falling over tired when I finally fall over tonight, today I have: done Arabic, done Hindi, done writings and editing Sandborn which mostly consisted of writing new scenes, done picking up, done sweeping the kitchen, done cooking, done putting away all the Christmas crap. Done exercise, done changing the goddamn bed cover that the cat vomited on and done putting it back on and putting new sheets on. Done Latin, done a good chunk of words in non-Sandborn shit, and if I don't feel like I've done anything because I didn't get the curtains finished today like I meant to, re-read the start of this paragraph, self.
(Because that's a thing that brains do, you can be all the productive in the world and make your house spotless but if you haven't finished all the things that were on your list to do today, god help you. Because fucking brains.)
(Oh yes, there it is, I start ticking things off on my dailies and look at all my broken-down to-do lists and feel like I've accomplished nothing. Well done, brain.)
Anyway. I think I might have laundry to fold left and other than that I'm pretty much just hanging out here looking forward to a week when I don't have to go to a medical appointment, call a financial institution, or do anything like that first thing in the morning. A normal week! God, was it really just last week that I had endless medical appointments and everything? Ouch. No wonder my brain was fried yesterday. A weird backwards weekend where I hang around and veg Saturday and get all productive Sunday.
At any rate. This post is mostly here to list all the things I have done and why I am a moron if I start kicking myself for not being more productive. Shut up, weasels, or I will hit you with a sack full of language books.
(Because that's a thing that brains do, you can be all the productive in the world and make your house spotless but if you haven't finished all the things that were on your list to do today, god help you. Because fucking brains.)
(Oh yes, there it is, I start ticking things off on my dailies and look at all my broken-down to-do lists and feel like I've accomplished nothing. Well done, brain.)
Anyway. I think I might have laundry to fold left and other than that I'm pretty much just hanging out here looking forward to a week when I don't have to go to a medical appointment, call a financial institution, or do anything like that first thing in the morning. A normal week! God, was it really just last week that I had endless medical appointments and everything? Ouch. No wonder my brain was fried yesterday. A weird backwards weekend where I hang around and veg Saturday and get all productive Sunday.
At any rate. This post is mostly here to list all the things I have done and why I am a moron if I start kicking myself for not being more productive. Shut up, weasels, or I will hit you with a sack full of language books.