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Well today was fucking exhausting. Not in a bad way, but we had the biggest wholesale order I've had to deal with in ever, so that was pretty much the entire day. And then class at night. And now I'm sore and brain dead and in no mood to do the writing I should have been doing for the last few days. Bleh.

I have been reading some very good books though. In the last couple of days I devoured my way through Matt Wallace's Sin du Jour books, devoured being a very carefully chosen word. It's urban fantasy of the No Reservations type, and if you liked No Reservations Narnia and aren't afraid of some of your favorite characters dying repeatedly, this may be for you. I also read SA Chakraboty's City of Brass and promptly, after I finished it, went out and pre-ordered the sequel which I'm happy to see comes out very soon (five days I think). That is more like Jupiter Ascending in a different framework: previously very low class girl finds out she's actually the long lost secret heir to big fancy name family and title, and people want her for their own purposes for it. Also magic and wacky shit. Much more fantasy than science fiction or urban fantasy though.

I also have some very vivid stories I stopped in the middle of to royally freak out, PMS, and stress over a party and then crash from said stress. But alas, I don't have the energy to finish them tonight. Tomorrow. *pulls covers over head*

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I am so annoyed with myself for losing the Rochester family tree that, as far as I know, only exists in full in the form of a couple pictures I took and then deleted off my phone, that it's actually causing me to stop writing this one story I was going to put up on Patreon. I did a different one instead but aargh.

I'm going to go home, I'm going to check my computer backups of my photos because it might be on there, and then I'm going to write it down in a digital document that can't get trod on or misfiled or fall out of my pocket. And if it's not there, I'm going to recreate the fucking thing because I can do that, self. Yes, you can. You can change the names, re-create the thing, it's perfectly fine, you've never published anything with the very far back family tree, it's fine, self. Stop hating on yourself. Oy.

(I did manage to figure out that I'd already written some of another story with the proper names and relationships in, so that helped, but I'm still missing huge chunks of the family tree. Grr.)

But! I wrote today! Got some writing done, am likely to get some more writing done tonight, and am going to work up a list of chores that need doing when I get home so the boy and I can work on them over the next few days. We're doing fairly decently with keeping up some things, other things it's just too damn cold to do. (Mostly dishes, stupid pipes.) We may be able to host another thing next month. Which would be nice. I enjoy hosting when it's not panic panic clean panic I don't have the right materials to make food shit scream panic PMS a lot.

Mikey had his checkup today, his urine is good, his blood work has yet to come back, he's lost a little under half a pound which is ever so slightly concerning but he is an older cat and still has quite an appetite, so it may just be an off week for him. And we need to take him to the vet that did the surgery for a year follow up type thing, I don't think it's required so much as we want to be very sure, so. That's good news there!

Now. I just have to get home, do some patio work before I un-bundle myself, and hide under more blankets with writings. And maybe look on the desktop through photo backups for the stupid notes. Blergh.

ETA: HAHAHAHAH I FOUND THEM I FUCKING FOUND MY NOTES. I found the photograph of the notes, the most important notes anyway, I thought I'd done a second tree with more distant branches of the family but the important, central family is there anyway. Now to import it all into Scriv.