Welcome to my enfuckened life

Today's the last day of this year for hired cleaning help. Which means that, once again, I have to badger my family into cleaning up after themselves.

I also have to have $95 cash, but that's small potatoes.

Beloved has to see a Gold-plated Expert about their eyes at early-during-business-hours. I have no idea how long that's going to take, or even if my presence is required, but I do know that my day is pretty much screwed.

Today promises to be busy as hell. Not helped by the fact that I was up until eleven last night making videos for my new YouTube series - Oh My Mods. In which I fart around in modded Minecraft and use Steam Powered Giraffe's awesome music for the montages.

I've already decided that a huge mining montage probably isn't the way to go for the second session. I will probably make a start on one thing, and use that start as an excuse to do the levelling for the rest of it.

But that's not happening today.

Today is busy as hell, flat out disorganised with a side of do-it-while-you-can over the hurry-up-and-wait.

I need my coffee. I need some food [I forgot to eat, yesterday], and I need to get my shit together.

Story whenever.

I'm doing the best that I can.