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Sep. 26th, 2017 12:19 pmAhahah it's the 26th of September and I haven't finished the short story I had that I think the deadline for submission was on the 30th oops. And of course now that I've realized this my brain has gone into a panic and focus is not happening. Because such is my life.
No, wait, it turns out that lack of focus was a precursor to what I hope is only a headache. Please no migraines today I never did reup my triptan scrip.
I need to finish my damn Roc and a Hard Place story. I need to finish Starlight because I have all the last scenes outlined and I'm slowly chipping away at it but the last three weeks have been a couple quiet days and then a three day clusterfuck, usually a health-involved clusterfuck. I need to do edits on Long Road, start prepping for Nano, try and balance all of this with talking up Turing Shrugged, and every time I think of all of this and how behind I am in some or another thing I want to cry.
On the other hand the house has stayed... not clean clean but cleaner than it was, for a while. Except the hallway where the cat post is because they really love that scratching post and within about a day of me sweeping the hallway it turns into an explosion of carpet bits, or whatever that thing's covered in. But eh. That's what happens when you live with cats, along with weekly construction of a frankencat out of all the goddamn hair they shed.
Blergh. I don't really have anything cheerful, although none of this is dire, either. I just have a headache and deadlines and projects and one thing at a time, I guess. At least this week isn't chock-a-block full of either illness or health care visits. Or whatever else was going on the two weeks before last. Mostly illness I think. Aaargh.
No, wait, it turns out that lack of focus was a precursor to what I hope is only a headache. Please no migraines today I never did reup my triptan scrip.
I need to finish my damn Roc and a Hard Place story. I need to finish Starlight because I have all the last scenes outlined and I'm slowly chipping away at it but the last three weeks have been a couple quiet days and then a three day clusterfuck, usually a health-involved clusterfuck. I need to do edits on Long Road, start prepping for Nano, try and balance all of this with talking up Turing Shrugged, and every time I think of all of this and how behind I am in some or another thing I want to cry.
On the other hand the house has stayed... not clean clean but cleaner than it was, for a while. Except the hallway where the cat post is because they really love that scratching post and within about a day of me sweeping the hallway it turns into an explosion of carpet bits, or whatever that thing's covered in. But eh. That's what happens when you live with cats, along with weekly construction of a frankencat out of all the goddamn hair they shed.
Blergh. I don't really have anything cheerful, although none of this is dire, either. I just have a headache and deadlines and projects and one thing at a time, I guess. At least this week isn't chock-a-block full of either illness or health care visits. Or whatever else was going on the two weeks before last. Mostly illness I think. Aaargh.