Wherever you are, and however you celebrate, may you have a safe and happy holidays.
And should you travel, travel safe and with patience. It matters that you get there. Not that you get there this instant okay?
Wherever you are, and however you celebrate, may you have a safe and happy holidays.
And should you travel, travel safe and with patience. It matters that you get there. Not that you get there this instant okay?
And since I spent my formative years in the country and living on tank water, I have only one response to rain on Christmas Eve:
I hope it stays, today. I hope it stays tomorrow. I hope it stays for Boxing Day, when a majority of the post-festivity mess is getting cleaned up.
We need a nice, gentle, cooling rain in the very middle of summer. We need it like air. A nice, set-in rain would make this Christmas perfect.
Because
Read more »Friendo is super effective at getting me motivated. The majority of an entire arm of the kitchen countertop has been sorted in the space of a few hours, when its daunting expanse of assorted scrattle had intimidated me to the extreme, previously.
I have the hoarder's edition of OCD - which means (a) I never throw anything out (b) I tend to leave things where they lie, and (c) doing anything to fix it requires at least one person to keep me
Read more »Life gets me down, sometimes, so I try to make myself focus on the good things. Alas, sometimes that also causes an anxiety flare-up. But at least I'm not sad any more and Steam Powered Giraffe can help me conquer my Fraidy Cats.
Reasons I should be happy:
Once again, the family predilection for doing anything else but cleaning has reared its ugly head. I'm going to be off my feet, making sure things are (a) ready for Christmas, (b) ready for my visiting Friendo, (c) going to stay that firkin way at least until Boxing Day.
AND I have the usual run of daily Instant and daily word count [no fears, dear readers, about Christmas happening on a Friday. I will catch up with my word count on the
Read more »(Argh) Christmas gift shopping happened. It's a very cheap year, this year. For limited definitions of "cheap". Beloved secured Mayhem's gift at quite some expense, and since we have an "equal worth" policy going on, Chaos may yet have some catching up to do.
We might not be able to do that, this year. Ah well.
And, as previously noted in this blog, all the adults are getting artisinal herb products in a pretty little gift basket, this year. I feel kind
Read more »The scratchie didn't win us anything. Boo. I had such plans for that $1K a week, too. It's not fair.
Ah, the wuzgunnas.
I was gonna buy air conditioning for the office. Save up and purchase my cosplay. Hire people to make sure the house is spic and span because I'm absolute pants at it. I was going to have money to spare for wardrobe emergencies, like the kids simultaneously growing out of their shoes. And clothes. I was gonna get a
Read more »Just unveiled a Christmas card from the nice dude we pay to mow our lawn. Which included a $5 scratchie with the potential to win us $1K a week for five years.
I haven't scratched it yet. I'm waiting for Beloved to awaken to share the suspense.
I know my luck with scratchies. Never have won anything greater than a free ticket. I came close, once. Only once. And then I confused a 2500 for a third 25000. That's it. That's my
Read more »I didn't get everything done that I wanted to do yesterday. I got my daily Instant up. Of course. I got my five hundred words in.
I got some more chicken and I got dinner on.
And I got the floor cleared of the mountain of debris that had built up through collective apathy.
Today... if I'm lucky, I shall clean up the spare room a tad, make it nice for incoming visitors, and attempt to keep the cat out of it.
Read more »I have a routine, now, for exercise. I can make myself do it every day. But setting time apart for the things that need to be done?
WAY more difficult.
I have to exercise. My future career as a writer kind of depends on doing something on a daily basis, whether I'm 'feeling it' or not. I have to apply the same self-enforcement to cleaning. And if I can drag my loving progeny into helping out, that would be brilliant.
Todays goal:
Read more »I've been working on something of an epic Lorefic concerning the earliest days of my favourite automatons. And as soon as I'm done with another round of tech support for MeMum, I'll get right on back to finishing that monster off.
Then I shall think about a better title, chapter divisions, and correcting any extraneous minutia.
After that's done, dear readers, you get a bonus fiction, one chapter a day, until the story is done. With helpful linkages for navigation.
I'll have
Read more »There's something about the school holidays that just makes me want to lie in until my back aches. At least I wasn't waylaid by Steamworld Heist, today. Just a solid dollop of The Lazies.
I want to take care of a drift of boxed debris as part of tidying up for Yuletide, but Beloved insists that all boxes going into the big shed must be sealed and labled. I'm thinking of making Beloved to it with my help. It's a cool enough
Read more »::Points both thumbs at self::
Yup. Me!
I got Beloved to help me tweak my 3DS's internet settings. Then I immediately purchased the game I've been waiting for ever since Steam Powered Giraffe and Image and Form games announced the collab they were working on.
...and then I spent a majority of my morning lying in bed and enjoying the heck out of it.
The music is fantastic (of course). The gameplay mechanic takes all the annoying things about shooter games out
Read more »I've been working on an SPG lorefic for... well... quite some time. Ever since I posted that free plotbunny a while ago. It's getting immense. As fanfic is wont to do.
It's so immense that when I try to export it to my inbox, it cuts off just as Iris is trying to coax Peter into eating human food. (tiny spoilers)
I'm way past that bit. Way, way, WAY past that bit. I haven't done a word count, yet, but I'm fairly
Read more »I made it all the way around the walk without needing my puffer this morning!
Alas, however I carry my brolly, it's going to hurt my wrist. Carrying it under my elbow actually hurts more because I have to wrap my arm around it for stability. I may have to make that scabbard, after all.
I'll look very silly, but at least my joints won't ache.
It's humid, this morning, and I'm feeling the heat. Air conditioning would be marvellous, but I
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