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Best Laid Plans

A 6-post collection

Thursday, Recording Today?

It's 11AM and I just got around to sitting down to write this, so my PLN to record some chapters for Adorable might well be up in the air.

I'll see how I go.

My PLNs got disrupted at breakfast with a visit from the Council because my sullage system was blinking. Detour to show them where the hell the sullage sprinklers were.

I'm going to have to give my mower guy care instructions.

And to top it all off, while I was out there discussing the varied woes and trying to locate the dang system - something bit me on my left ankle.

[Shown here: A very pale ankle with black sandal straps. A red circle is drawn around a very small puncture mark]

Believe it or not, this hurts like I touched something burning hot. It is fading, so I'm not tremendously worried. Keeping an eye on it because that's just sensible in Deathworld Island. And yes, I notified my nearest and dearest.

It hurts and stings, but I'm sure I'll live.

And I'm trying not to have a panic attack about it because that sets off my asthma and I don't need that in the list of am-I-dying symptoms.

Fun times.

So yeah, I'm attempting to focus on the daily dose of speculative fiction while keeping an eye on the bite area and remaining calm.

I think I need all the luck.

Saturday, Crash'd PLNs

There was going to be an LGBTIPAQ+ social event today, but it was cancelled because flooding. "Yay".

To ameliorate the disappoint, we are having a grand day in. We shall make the luxury hot chocolate and have cupcakes and watch Our Flag Means Death together. Maybe have a spa bath sometime close to the evening.

Just a lazy day at home. Nothing planned. An enjoyable nothing, but nothing nonetheless.

IF we stir from the bedchamber, I might be building more of Level

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GAAH!

Mayhem threw up again, this morning. His skin is looking a little sallow, too.

I'm worried that the medicos are going to demand they take his gallbladder out regardless of the possible benefits or definite detriments.

Fingers crossed, some sunshine will help him out.

My plns also include depositing my scratchings from this year into my Dreams account. Something for which requires my actual physical presence in the actual physical bank. Because my scratchings are a loose collection of random bills and

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D'aaaaaaaaauuuuuuggghhh!

Baby shower’s been cancelled, because the baby in question’s been born.

The Mum will still need my unpatented first Mum’s survival kit, so we’ll have to arrange to visit sometime RSN.

With, or without the frikkin’ sarong.

So now Mum-in-law has to rattle up here to get the paperwork to get it back to the friend so she can initial it and get it back to me so I can submit it and

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Ow times a googolplex

So I tripped over a chair last night. No big deal, you might think.

I landed on my massively bad bone-bruised heel. 92.4 kilos of me, landing on one small area [about two square inches, if you feel like doing the math. And yes, I’m completely bipolar with metric choices] and you can guess it hurt like fuck.

It still hurts like fuck today.

I’m limping everywhere, when I have to move. I prefer not to move

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