Busy Busy

Today is Thursday. Though I have everything in place for the finishing of episode ten of Inter-Mission, I haven't had the wherewithal to sit down and just edit sound.

So yeah, this is close to the wire because cats. And procrastination. Cats and procrastination.

Speaking of, my little creature decided to inspect my lap (got scritches) and inspect my desk this AM. Cute as hell, but it didn't help me get anything accomplished.

I have my focus music on, and after I get done with today's Instant (Writer Gods, help me be quick and good) I shall get going with the Inter-Mission edit. Yay.

Who knows? I may even find the time to record some more stories so I can get a head start on episode eleven.

...stop laughing at me in that tone of voice.

[I am going to have to leave the bedroom in the wee small and I know it, and it shall disturb my kitties greatly, but it has to be done. Argh]

Onwards, ever onwards.

Today: The instant Chaos is off to school, I paddle on out to Bunnings and get some steel for bracers for the metal bender. I know we're going to need them, but Beloved is still in denial. We shall see who is correct.

Tomorrow: Beloved is taking a day off, so don't expect much in the way of my output until either the work is done, or we run out of daylight. Be warned.

The stories and writing happen whenever I have

So. Yesterday, I had to get a whole bunch of stuff so we can bend the metal mesh and thereby make the walkways. Metal-bending tools exist but the CO$T is more than we can bear. Besides, you can make your own for like $300.

I only forgot one thing - C-clamps :P

So today:

• Clean the house
• Write the instant
• Get the C-clamps
• Also acquire cream and sour cream
• The Brat Run

So yeah. I'm a busy li'l bumblebee today. I

Thant's the sound I'm making in the attempt to get this project up and complete to the last yard.

To do:

• Attach roof beams.
• Paint frame and door
• Attach door
• Attach skin
• Acquire materials for walkway
• Make walkway
• Furnish interior of kittycat condo.

I'm planning to use all the daylight at my disposal for this, and you'd never guess that Beloved wants to do this at all.

Therefore, the story will be happening way, way, WAY later in the day. After we

I'm doing what I can to get the writing things done early so a majority of my day can be taken up by concrete. I only have the vaguest recollection of manipulating the stuff myself, and most of that was being allowed to scribe my name into a slab with a stick.

I was very smol at the time.

This is a cubic meter of concrete to be shaped into a floor for a cat enclosure.

...and of course my ability to

It's stopped raining, however temporarily it might be doing so. However, my spidey senses adjusted septum is telling me that rain should be coming by. Soon to now.

Please, rain, do kindly fuck off to the dryer regions until we have that concrete nice and set. There's a peach.

Today, Beloved and I are boxing out the concrete zone. I am also unfucking the house, writing my Instant, and potentially scribing 1K words further towards this week's goal of 9K. If I

We thought it would be a simple stapling job. Half an hour, tops. Easy peasy lemon squeezy.

Nope.

It was the archetypical "five minute job" in which the client -Capt. S.- seriously misunderestimated how complicated the job was.

Have you ever tried to tailor-cut wood with a staplegun? No? That's the kind of job we had. We needed tools and the ones we had access to were lost, broken, rusted, or incomprehensible.

So of course that necessitated a visit to the

I really gotta focus.

Beloved stayed home to help me yesterday, and today the entire frame is complete and awaiting Tuesday. Tuesday is when all the fun happens.

The boxing, the concrete pour, the levelling thereof and all the jiggery-pokery. After that bullshit is over with, I have to harass my beloved into constructing the walkway that will connect the cat shelter with the main structure of the house.

Of course, I still have to go over said structure with Spakfilla and

I have to do the writing things. Obviously. My Tumblr inbox is empty so any TAZ flash fanfictions I come up with will be my own. Yay, I guess. One less thing to fret about.

I moved a whole pile of dirt [and likely 14 nuts within] to fill a hole, and that was hard yakka. I need to finish notching the posts, but I need assistance on that shiznit, so the PLN, such as it is, will include more ground prep.

Mayhem's back to school after battling off the Lurgi. I need to gather supplies. There's also Patreon Day(tm) in which y'all get to catch up on my shenanigans. Then there's the Instant, the Flash Fanfic, and the (planned) 1K words towards my final goal of a finished novel.

I'm a busy nugget today.

So things might be late. Things might be forgotten. Things might end up dropping off the priority list. I'm trying my best, and my best is all I

My car is ready from its rehabilitation, today. This simple O-ring replacement is going to cost over a grand. Ouch.

Like... I have that much squirrelled away, but it's putting a dent in my finances for sure. Like... half of my luxury expenses fund dent.

Oof.

Also on the menu this morrow is: Unfucking the wreckage of the three days where I was not around to prevent it, a money run to pay for same, the usual tales to tell, an uber