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Sunday, Cancellations and Shenanigans

Promptcast is cancelled until August. Circumstances beyond anyone's control. So theoretically, I have more time to myself. Or I would if the shenanigans didn't include four people and a cat. My aim today, at least in meatspace, is to arrange a section of the countertop for bread. I will have to move some things around, but moving things around is de rigeur these days.

Once I have space, I will seek clearance to start the bread process.

I'm pretty sure my bread costs less in fuss, bother, and money. And I know how to toast it properly so I can get a gage on how my new pan behaves.

I might have to adjust my rituals or keep a stock of potatoes on hand. They're a cleaning tool. Trust me on this. If it's silly and it works - it's not that silly. And the potato fucking WORKS.

In other news, the people running the Archive have apparently decided to double down and commit more idiocy

Anyways. I must attempt to focus on today's tale.

Saturday, Shifting Stuff

There shall be several trips with smaller stuff (and one person) over the passage of a few days. I still have no idea what's happening with moving the awkward stuff. No updates there.

I have fed the birds, the cats, and myself (yay). And helped out a friend with their writing.

The Promptcast is doing Booked For Friday, so I'm moderating over there. THEN I get on with the daily tale. If I'm not delayed by Other Stuff(tm).

I'm probably going

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Friday, Moving by Pieces

Four people, one cat, and a very small car do not a fast house-moving experience make. The Big Move is commencing in a series of short hops. Today, boxes of stuff. Tomorrow, a person.

There's talk of renting a pod to transport the difficult stuff, but I have no idea if or when that is going to be a thing.

My lovelies are spending a lot of their time unfucking the place they're vacating now, as that's a smidgeon more urgent than

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Thursday, In a Pickle

Somewhere in the vague vicinity of Caboolture, someone used a backhoe without checking for cables first. And that's why I'm writing using phone data.

Yes, I owe you a twofer, but I think I can be excused for not doing that until my proper compy is up and on the interwebs.

I have a new security blanket laptop, and working out the kinks shall be ninety percent of my aggravation today. Tomorrow? Who knows.

Onwards to whatever I can wrangle.

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Tuesday, SHENANIGANS

My lovelies should be on their way. I'm all dressed up and ready to go on an epic quest for stuff and things. Which includes some asthma meds because breathing is good.

It's going to be an expensive week, and not just because of the meds. We need to stock up on this, that, the other, and mandatory mealworms for the Magpie Mafia.

They have Butcher Bird goons, now. Word has got out that we are soft touches. Now whenever I step

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Monday, Bills and Anticipation

I have fed, in order: the cats, my starter, the birds, and myself. I have just now paid the bills. Yay.

Tomorrow is when my lovelies return to organise, move, and rearrange shit. It may also be a prelude to Moving Day.

But it's also definitely Shopping Day because the fam needs supplies. Yay.

In local matters, the Magpie Mafia have learned that my whistle means food. At least three of them come calling. On the other hand, word has got out

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Sunday, Stream Stuff and Nonsense

I have a couple of hours before the Promptcast begins their stream. I did actually get a story in there but if there's a case of spillover, I'll be drawn on Monday. Huzzah.

Honestly, I'm lucky I got anything done for them at all.

Attempting to keep an eye on my email so I don't offend MeMum by missing her email because Mod Duties. I can hope and pray that I catch something before I get distracted.

...and the distractions are so

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Saturday, A Slight Delay

Didn't mod the Promptcast's Creatives Interviews, but used it for mostly white noise whilst I saw an idea come to fruition that I had whilst I was in the midst of making coffee and breakfast. It's one of those inspiration particle incidents again. So I busted my hump to get that down and out to the crew before I did anything else.

Including my blog entry.

So I shall be rather delayed with today's tale.

The good news is that I'm feeling

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Wednesday, No Mor Skip and a Leyland's Tour

The skip is about to leave and not have a replacement. Good thing we've already evicted ~98% of the garbage in my house.

(smol break while I did stuff and things)

I have successfully:

  • emptied out the bookshelf
  • gone to the physio
  • done a delivery run to Lifeline
  • picked up some meat and other supplies
  • dropped off borrowed school books [15ish years too late]
  • picked up some storage solutions
  • rounded out the supplies needed
  • got home and repackaged all of the supplies
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Tuesday, Slower Progress

I filtered out most of the dishwashing from the "right wing" of the kitchen countertop. I've yet to filter out the useful stuff before literally sweeping up the rubbish and cleaning that space.

I may also be working on the "I dunno" pile in the spare room.

I have looked over the prompts for the Promptcast and not one of the winning prompts is tickling my muse's interest/

The prompts:

  1. Concept: A character receives a mysterious textbook with knowledge beyond the curriculum.
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Monday, Piecemeal Organisation Plan

So far today, I have catalogued some comics, cleaned a portion of the kitchen benchtop, and made progress on restoring the big stockpot to functionality.

On my agenda: Today's tale, perhaps some sorting of the "I dunno" pile in the spare room, and maybe unfucking a different wing of the benchtop.

Piece by piece. Bit by bit. Things will get done.

But first - I owe y'all some fiction.

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Sunday, Market Expedition

My lovelies are taking me to the markets today. As a little treat for dealing with the unfuckenating.

There's still more unfuckening to do, primarily in the spare room, and mine, but it's manageable. There's moving happening very soon to now and I can't imagine that the cats will be very happy about things.

...and building an extended catio, too.

Promises to be fun.

When is story? I have no freaking idea.

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Saturday, Wandering Down a Rabbit Hole

For literal years, I have been whistling a fragment of classical music to let the local birds know that I am distributing food.

Today I actually found out it was Boccherini's String Quintet in E Major, Op.11, No 5, III. Minuetto A very complicated name for some rather elegant music with a very whistle-able refrain.

Why did I need to know?

Because I think I taught the Magpie Mafia the same refrain.

This morning, monstered into delivering mealworms, the local Magpie

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Friday, Sorting Treasures

I sorted through the last container of random things. We're down to floor scrattle, tall shelves and debate about varying material wealth left unseen in various corners.

No room for corners, any more.

I've reached the end of my ability to work on the Promptcast thing, so it's edit and then submit. With apologies for the brevity. Unfucking an entire house and making it ready for four people and a cat is... time consuming. Who knew?

But progress IS being made. Huzzah.

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Thursday, Almost Unfucked

I got a few things in the way, true, but they're reachable.

Meanwhile, my lovelies are rearranging the kitchen. This is just as much hell as you might imagine. On the other hand, I did get to turn the awkward corner near the cooktop into a one-stop hydration, medication, and caffeination station. I am taking what wins I can.

Fingers crossed, I get the entire spare room to a point of decluttered that my lovelies can take over.

Story when and if

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