Disorganised Today - Datorganised Tomorrow

There's a lot of horseshit happening in my life today that I did not need happening. Starting with the precursor to a truly nasty stress headache that renders me functionally blind. Yay. The good news is that I clued on to what was happening and got myself dosed up with painkillers in time.

The bad news is - I have too much stress going on.

I have my mum panicking about her pension to the point where she's forgotten how to use word processors. I have a license to pay so that I can keep things in order if mum's health goes amiss. I have the patreon to post. I have to figure out what's going wrong with Kdenlive because its subtitle functionality has suddenly vanished. My Beloved hasn't been answering any questions nor solving any issues, nor participating in any discussions.

AND I have digestive issues that need unfucking. Fun times.

It's truly ironic that taking painkillers has managed to clear my vision from blind spots but also makes my head hurt.

I also need someone to untangle the muscled in my right shoulder because I keep sleeping on it wrong.

But at least I managed to dislodge a bunch of earwax plugging up my ability to hear. Yay. Hosing it out didn't work but some earwax dissolver did. I need more of it in the other ear, but it's working. So at least something is happening in my favour.

I can at least get the story up. And then see if I have the energy or impetus to post my patreon offerings.

I think I need a lot of luck today.

Update

The tingling was definitely bad asthma. I will be very glad when I get back on my preventers. This will teach me to get rid of my old scrips when they expire.

I'm going to try making my offerings now that I've been able to take a second dose of my painkillers. The nasty headache has gone from Stress Bastard to Cyclone Bastard. Fun times.

It's half-past nine and so far I'm feeling like...

[Shown here: A simplified humanoid figure oscillating rapidly left and right. It is captioned, "I have done nothing productive all day"]

Which is a lie. I have finished up half a chapter of ADT, I've been working on some fun fiction this morning. And I'm reaching for motivation to start submitting books at people again, but it's the kind of work that makes my bones feel heavy and uuuuuurgh.

If I had an

I've been going on drips and dribbles with ADT these last two days. Mostly because the lure of three firkin fanfics are calling me with their siren song. I'm aiming to use my ankle icing time to add a few sentences into one work or another. I successfully added a sentence to three fics so this break will focus on the book first, and then drift off to wherever the muse drags me.

So far, so good.

The bread's done, the story's

I have a loaf in the incubator, Wilson warming up for the next batch of bread, and I've learned that LibGen, a database of stolen works used to train AI, contains my book The Amity Incident.

Fun.

Alas, the information of what to do seems to be behind a paywall and I have no idea what to do about it. Some searching has dug up A lead, but I'm not entirely certain it's the right one.

I've done a few paragraphs in