Friday, Unfuckening, Long Covid

I'm pretty sure my Cortisol levels are at rock bottom. I am constantly tired and everything is an effort. Hell, I fell over asleep yesterday instead of doing book edits and filtering publishers.

AND I need to re-filter the publishers I've already filtered and sort according to whether or not they take Steampunk because I have some of those to sell as well.

Today, I have halved my roid puffer intake to see if I can deal. So far, so good.

Also today is unfucking the house. Something that's desperately wanting help because GOSH, we have had so many things get in the way.

Life in meatspace always takes priority over anything else we do.

I aim to get something done regarding publishing, today. Some filtering at minimum.

Onwards to storytime.