Warhead On Legs

Even more yesterday
Yesterday (the day before, now?) at 4 in the morning I woke up with another splitting dagger through the front left side of the head type of headache and finally realized that what I might have was a migraine, not a headache. I wouldn't have guessed at first because when I woke up, sometimes if I haven't had enough water before going to bed I get dehydration headaches, so I assumed it was that. Then when I went out in the garden and chopped downed limbs and pulled weeds and dug around in the dirt for hours I assumed it was too much labor under an unusually long amount of sun, because that too sometimes gives me headaches. And then after I'd napped it was gone. But no, probably migraine. I hit it with a triptan and an aspirin and lay down whimpering.

So yesterday was mostly a day of head fog and not getting too much done. Which is fine, I'd rather have gotten some writing work done but it was pouring out and I did in the end get some writing done. A good chunk. That's fine. I watched some videos on nail painting techniques, I looked into some plant growing. All of my plant starts are in for pickup today so gardening will definitely happen towards the afternoon! I need to write first, though. Forreal.

Today

I am very bad about getting these out on time aren't I.

Okay, so I did do the gardening, I did do some writing beforehand, and now I have lettuce in pots inside, scallions and strawberries in pots on the porch, tomatoes all over the fucking bed, blueberries still in their gallon pots because I'm not sure what kind of ginormous pot to stick them into or if I should prep the beds now and aim to plant them in a couple weeks. Wildberries are in pots, they're definitely too small to survive the wildlife, they're in pots in the front. At some point I really will redo the side garden but that's weeks off and that's assuming I ever deal with the holly tree at the corner of the house. I think it's a holly tree. It's got red berries and it's very very pokey.

I also watched two! Two entire episodes (I think two. maybe three) of the Untamed! I'm slowly getting into the habit of sitting down and watching a couple-three episodes and doing so little that I can just read the subtitles and enjoy the foolish exorcists. I need to do more of that in my life, I think.

I'm working on getting back into consistent yoga and music practice. It's a work in progress. I'm also working on filling in my various plant notes in my notebook. It used to be in alphabetical order, now it's sort of in bursts of alphabets, I think. Some herbs and flowers in the beginning, vegetables after that, who knows what I'll remember to put in after that. But I'm managing, also, passable colored pencil drawings of the plants as I write in notes on growing them, so that's fun and relaxing and also useful for the future.

I have not yet managed to get things up on Gumroad more than I did the first day. I think I will try a couple more short stories again this weekend, and maybe some reformatting things to be a bit more Gumroad friendly. But I'm also a bit worried about how taking in freelancer income right now will affect my unemployment, because while I make ahahaha maybe $50 a year off of individual story sales these days if I'm lucky (I could make four times that amount if I advertised, ha ha), it's still the kind of thing the government could stare at me for. So... eugh. Set it up, and then if I do end up going back to work in a couple weeks which is entirely possible since our offices, still with our desks at a minimum ten feet apart and I do mail order so I come into minimal contact with three people. If I go back to work in a few weeks, then I can start pushing Buy My Stories On Gumroad.

And writing continues apace. As usual, not as well as I would like, but continuing well enough for me to feel reasonably confident about my discipline. To my semi-surprise I'm not getting as much writing as I wanted to done in this case because I'm mainly working in the garden. I think I was, memory is starting to blur from stress, before I started gardening. In which case it's likely that I will after everything's settled in the ground, so eh, I can take a couple weeks of light writing to get things in the ground, settled, established, and future beds prepped.

I'm semi-reconsidering my decision to put the berry bushes along the porch and wondering if I should do herbs instead. Or herbs in the railing boxes where the snapdragons used to be, and snapdragons in pots hanging from the roof of the sun porch. Decisions. I really don't know, but then I don't have to decide right now since all the herbs are doing fine where they are.

Apart from the debate over whether or not I should go back to work, things are pretty peaceful. I'm wary of going back to work because every time I think we're safe, the boy brings home a tale of a potential case at his work. But I think the stress of doing my job is getting to my aunt and I'm sure she won't listen to me if I tell her to shut down mail order, or only do it two days out of the week. Ah well.