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Oct. 22nd, 2018 11:44 amSpent the entire weekend on the couch watching Midsomer (or, briefly, Split Second, talk about a complete change of mood) and doing very little. I did some puzzles on my phone. I did some doodling about bullet journal layouts. Not much other than that. A lot of falling asleep when I wanted to. It was necessary, I know, after the stress of the last three weeks. I'm having to fight my brain now over losing time, but not as much as I'd feared. So that's good. I might in fact be learning that it's okay not to be Productive all the time.
On the downside of that though, sleeping when I wanted to ended up bolloxing up my sleep schedule enough that not even melatonin fixed it last night and today I feel blegh. Which on the plus side, I did so much in the last three weeks that there isn't much to do at work, comparatively speaking. And hopefully being this tired means I'll actually get to sleep on time last night.
I think I'm blaming the other part of this, wooziness and overheating and random muscle aches, on PMS. That seems like a likely culprit. Fuck PMS.
My enthusiasm for drawing has not decreased! My ability to do Inktober is ahahaha wut, but that's more to do with work being a bastard and depriving me of energy resources than it has to do with my willingness to draw, I'm still filling in the sketchbook. I've got a couple-three sketches to ink and color and so on. Progress is being made both in drawing and in me not being afraid to draw, which is good. Writing is also continuing apace, although... something. It's not that it's continuing less apace than the drawing, I think it's that it's less of a revolution or revelation to be continually doing it, since it's what I've always done. Which, ehhh. But oh well. Not everything can be a thrill all the time, especially things you end up doing for work.
I may have finally stopped buying things on JetPens and other stationary sites, and I don't know if that's because I took a weekend and am therefore less stressed, or because I pulled myself up having a sufficient variety of colors in everything I need colors for and therefore any stress buying WOULD be indulgent. IDEK. I need more naps.
On the downside of that though, sleeping when I wanted to ended up bolloxing up my sleep schedule enough that not even melatonin fixed it last night and today I feel blegh. Which on the plus side, I did so much in the last three weeks that there isn't much to do at work, comparatively speaking. And hopefully being this tired means I'll actually get to sleep on time last night.
I think I'm blaming the other part of this, wooziness and overheating and random muscle aches, on PMS. That seems like a likely culprit. Fuck PMS.
My enthusiasm for drawing has not decreased! My ability to do Inktober is ahahaha wut, but that's more to do with work being a bastard and depriving me of energy resources than it has to do with my willingness to draw, I'm still filling in the sketchbook. I've got a couple-three sketches to ink and color and so on. Progress is being made both in drawing and in me not being afraid to draw, which is good. Writing is also continuing apace, although... something. It's not that it's continuing less apace than the drawing, I think it's that it's less of a revolution or revelation to be continually doing it, since it's what I've always done. Which, ehhh. But oh well. Not everything can be a thrill all the time, especially things you end up doing for work.
I may have finally stopped buying things on JetPens and other stationary sites, and I don't know if that's because I took a weekend and am therefore less stressed, or because I pulled myself up having a sufficient variety of colors in everything I need colors for and therefore any stress buying WOULD be indulgent. IDEK. I need more naps.