There's a low pressure system somewhere within a 500km radius of my location and my face is feeling it. I've taken my painkillers and hoping that they actually work this time. If they don't, I have another timer running so I can get a safe, second dose.
Meanwhile, I get going on other stuff. Today's story, cleaning catboxes, creating a VERY rough query letter for Beauties and the Beastly. That sort of thing.
Then I go back around and refine the things with the help of the mad libs blank version. Then I enlist my pals at the Promptcast.
And I have chapters to read and record, and I have been slacking on that. It's easy to feel disheartened when there's nowhere for that to go but my Patreon.
I'll bother Beloved about file sharing ability.
That way I have motivation. Allegedly.
Meanwhile, I work on the thing for today. Yay.