Headed back home to
sunny Queensland, today. We've given ourselves until midday to shift on out of the place we're renting, and planned a leisurely toddle towards the Adelaide airport for the hurry-up-and-wait.
I am definitely making certain I have access to my headphones so I can listen to some good tunes1 all the way home.
And I will be extremely glad of my nice comfy home that doesn't creak ominously when you head off to one of the loos.
And of course I have work waiting for me. MeMum needs her compy looked at and Miss Chaos really should return to school with something about her trip. So it's not going to be an entirely relaxed weekend.
At least I have plenty of time to do my thousand words, today.
And I've been doing a lot more work on Clockwork Souls than previously. I've gone past 40K now and I'm having so much fun with it all.
Also, when I'm home, I can share all the progress that's been happening on the Sleep Evil Sleep Project. I might even find time to wrangle some animation out of the art so far. But that's more likely to happen during next week.
If I overwhelm myself, it's easy to quit. And I don't want to quit this. Slow progress makes it seem easy, and I'm used to the idea that this whole thing will take years to get done.
A large part of it is OCD2. I'm very much detail-oriented and getting things right is important to me. I'm doing as much fudging as I dare let myself get away with, but I inevitably return to the picky little details that literally nobody will notice or care about, because I know they're there.
It's a fine balance between 'perfect' and what I'm capable of actually doing. And if I don't watch out, I will be tweaking things so much that nothing actually gets done. Or I get depressed because it isn't perfect and quit because perfection is impossible.
Letting myself be satisfied with my personal best is a daily challenge.
And speaking of challenges... I should get on with today's story for y'all.