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I didn't actually have a journal entry but then at almost 1am I realized it has been a fucking DAY off and on and I should write down a list of stressors.

( Under here a list of unpleasant things including financial concerns and sexual harassment discussion both in abstract and specific. )

I mean other than that it's been a good day! Plants are doing well, I did some writing, I played some game, I did a bit of tidying. I painted my nails. It wasn't a bad day personally. It's just been a day of way too much negative information and negative things happening to people who are not me but who I am aware of more than people in general. And potential future negative things. And argh.

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Today was better. Not completely, but definitely there was less screaming over issues. I emailed back and forth with the one Aunt and it does sound like she was trying to avoid drama with the most dramatic Aunt, so that's good. I did not go digging for more details on the shitstorm of authors. I woke up after about 5.5 hours of sleep, which was less than ideal, but then I went back to sleep.

And promptly had a nightmare, which was also less than ideal, but then I got up. I sat my butt down in a comfy chair and I did a lot of cross-stitch. I watched some fun martial arts sequences from some movies. I finally remembered the name of the stuntman and martial artist I'd been trying to come up with yesterday! (Lateef Crowder. He's a capoeirista, because of course he is.) I went out and got less garden work than I'd meant to done, mainly because the boy was out mowing the lawn and chopping limbs (unbeknownst to me at the time) and then by the time he was done with all that he was exhausted, there were piles of tree limbs, so I had to move them. So I didn't have the energy to drag out the weed-whacker and carve out a walking path for myself around the second raised bed. C'est la vie. I got it half emptied, I can finish it hopefully tomorrow morning if I go to bed early enough and get up early enough.

I was asked if I was going to go to a capoeira event which, ahahah, participate in a group event dedicated to one-on-one sweaty panting martial arts where you get up close and personal with the other person, as in going between their legs and head-butting their ribs upwards kind of personal? No thank you. My friend said it was supposed to be socially distanced. I say I'll see you in a year if then.

But for the most part, yeah, it was a much calmer, quieter, less stress filled day, which I like. We'll see if I can repeat that feat tomorrow.