Dear Diary

A 3687-post collection

Welp. Gotta do it today

I never got the message from Officeworks about the books, so I have to chase them down about it today. I gotta get lunchboxes, pay bills, and plan the laying-in-of-supplies.

Thank goodness I now know a place where I can get poppas and snacks by the crate.

I gotta get myself into enough gear to cook meals again. These last few weeks have been heat-and-eat when they haven't been purchase-and-gorge. Beloved's been enormously helpful, but they can't cook for me forever.

Nibbling seems to be taking the spoons I would use for meals. I either have to work out a new routine or start getting goops prepared in the slow cooker whilst I still have the energy... or figure out other ways to maintain my energies through the day.

And maybe, on bad days, it will be Instant Meals. Or make the kids cook.

Maybe it's the fact that I'm in a slump. Maybe it's because I usually don't eat until late in the day. Maybe unreasoning depression is kicking my arse worse than I thought it was.

And I have very little reason to be feeling this way. I have things under control, for the most part. I have the resources to get what we need. Heck, we're even witnessing an income from our little venture. Not lots, but enough to encourage us further in this venture.

I know where to get cheap eats to keep our money in the bank for extended lengths of time. Heck, I'm even pondering making some ice treats into plastic tubs so that we don't have to spend so much on ice cream for the kids. Chaos likes pear and pineapple enough. And the mango-anything combo continues to win, with or without cream.

Note for anyone who has a frozen treat machine - try to get unaltered cream rather than the thickened stuff. Thickened cream leaves a very buttery aftertaste and makes the mouth feel unpleasant. Alas, I've yet to find a cheap source of creme fresh.

I should -underline should- be okay with my place in life.

But I'm not. Hence, unreasoning depression.

I can only move onwards. Keep going. Keep looking after myself and keep organising life in our favour. It's the only tactic I have.

Changes and PLNs

I shaved my head, today. I just couldn't stand another minute of having swampy hair in the humid atmosphere of a Queensland Summer. Most of the stubble is my natural hair colour. Weird little patches, here and there, are the bright orange that I used to sport.

No longer. A deep, violent red is cheaper by the job lot, so that's going to be my new hue until such time as something cheaper comes along.

I may have to pay someone to

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Summer's back

Beautiful sunny day plus sweltering humidity equals I really should have gone on my walk nearer to dawn.

Oof.

I'm sweating up a storm, my hair is a swamp, and today's walk reduced my personal batteries to the red zone.

All I can focus on is what I need and what I currently can't afford because no spare money.

I need orthopaedic sandals made for plantar fasciatus, because my feet are getting beyond swampy, too. Also I need footwear just to be

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This time for sure

All my gassing yesterday came to exactly nowt. The doctor's phone was engaged. I ran out of both impetus and spoons to go do the book thing. And the floor never got swept.

Blargh.

BUT... I did get more nibbling done. And I have to re-nibble the kitchen countertop before encouraging some of my family to help clear off the fridge-top because the stuff up there is bad.

No more hoarding egg cartons. Nobody wants them any more. Best to recycle them

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Gradually unfucking my house, and my life

I'm getting there. The floor needs a sweep and I might just make the brats do that because I'm having a low spoons day. When I get up from my blogging duties, I will enter another basket of washing into the eternal cycle of sorting clothes.

I nearly have a full bag to take to Saint Vincent's. All clothes that Mayhem or Chaos or both have outgrown.

I'm still hanging on to a pair of size 16 jeans in the idle hope

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Beginnings and endings

It's all tangled up in January. Sure, the year is over, but my Year of Instants won't wrap up until sometime in February. The story behind that being that I didn't start doing my Instants until sometime in February, 2013, and that kind of echoes on.

Maybe someone will give me a Multiple Prompt and I can whittle that gap down a little more. But probably not by much because this will be another Leap Year of Instants for 2016.

I'm also

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Tough slog

New Years is still kicking me in the butt, alas. The nibbling I should have done yesterday just... didn't happen.

Other things got done. Things that needed to happen, of course, because I've been waiting for said happening for the better part of a year - if not more. For instance, the jade plant I inherited part of from my grandad finally has its own garden bed.

This plant is practically unkillable. It's gone from growing in front of his house, to

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Blurghledy

I must not stay up past midnight for another year. This shit is terrible for me.

I am not only a mass of aches and knots and weariness, but I am all that with stuff to do and a significant lack of coffee.

I'm breaking it into small and manageable pieces, today. Ere I sat down to blog, I made sure the sink was clear and the dishes washed. When I finally rise from my writing, I will sweep the floors and

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At the closing of the year

Before I write the last story for this year [but not the last story for this year's Year of Instants... that's another story] I thought I'd mark my progress in word counts.

The novel I'm currently working on should hit 62K today, and 63K before the weekend.

This year's Year of Instants is standing at a little over 142K, including titles and menus. I have twenty-nine stories to go before I can bundle it all up and get it out as a

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So much to do... so many nibbles

I have a bad habit of leaving things until they enrage me enough to take care of it. Sure, I can summon the energy to do it all in one fair swoop, or a decent imitation of most of it, but it costs me a lot of spoons for a majority of the following week.

What I need to do is keep nibbling at the mountain.

I can wear it down in small bites and maintain the general state of things. A

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Chaos needs Adventures

Chaos has been feeling neglected, lately. She's getting more and more upset about having to cope by herself and less communicative about her woes.

Mayhem has been having friends over, getting calls etcetera. And Chaos feels that she'd going to be abandoned, poor thing.

The good news is that the banks should finally be open, so I may use that bag of coins for a little adventure or two. Maybe go see The Good Dinosaur and Hotel Transylvania 2 and do a

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I need to stop indulging

At least, indulging in treat feast food, which has resulted in my weight skyrocketing up by three kilos from the heavier side of 94. In just as many days, I have managed to undo three months' worth of exercise and treat rationing.

I have to limit myself, once more, or see in the new year as a butterball.

I'm going to get down to the vicinity of 80 kilos, next year, if it takes me most of that time to do so.

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Muggy hot :P

Today's air is a fine oxygen soup, infused with ateu de perspiratiƓn, and the cries of all of those stuck without air conditioning.

As a Queenslander, I'm naturally equipped with the gills necessary to breathe the waterlogged atmosphere. Friendo is not faring so well in the moisture. She's more used to far dryer atmospheres. She's going back home, tomorrow. Into much clearer air.

She will be missed.

IF I had the money, there would be an extra little flat on our land.

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Post-Yule fallout

Boxing day. A day when the fridge is full of leftovers and the house is full of wrapping paper. Today is going to be pretty much an all-day snack and I know it.

Thanks to Pizza on Christmas Eve, and the feast yesterday, I'm back up over my 95-Kilo celebration border. So I will be attempting [underline attempting] to keep my sweet tooth in check.

It's not going well. Today's breakfast includes four jelly lollies and a snowball [that's a chocolate-covered marshmallow

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