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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.

Embuggeranced?

The nice people with our dishwasher need me to call them. They sent me a message whilst other things were happening and the tiny ping of an incoming text was completely lost in the shuffle.

I have a hair appointment because the dye in my lurid hair has faded to the realms of euw. Apparently, you need to keep re-doing the new ones which are stains and not dyes. IDK from jack about hair dyes.

What happened to Fudge? Those colours were

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Monday Again?

I got another busy week again.

Monday's cleaning as per usual, but we're also getting a bloke in to look at the dishwasher. Which has suspiciously stopped having error messages on us GDI.

Mayhem is hoping to have his last day at school, today. Finishing up with an exam and getting all the last little necessities ticked and sorted out for the year. Since he's also racked up some internet fees, he's immediately looking for Summer Work (tm) which should teach out

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Friday Fuck-Around

Today's Friday, it's promising to be blisteringly hot in the office and I am thinking hard about digging into my compy fund to get air conditioning in my office rather than my current routine of retreating to the bedroom and accidentally aestivating.

It's the opposite of hibernating. Look it up.

This morning, I am Mayhem's transit manager. AKA, I'm getting him down to the station on time. Which means Beloved is left with the task of making sure Chaos gets on the

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I'm having a day

There's a thing on today about the NDIS, what you need to know, and all that blabla. Since both my kids have a mental disability, I have to learn things like:

  1. Where the bar is set on "disabled". Like, whether or not autism counts.
  2. If autism does count, can adults get in on it?
  3. How much is this going to cost me?

Meanwhile, I also have an Instant, the Patreon posts, my usual word count, and three -count'em- three TAZ prompts in

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FUBAR Day!

Mayhem needs some paperwork signed at his traineeship. I, therefore, have to uproot my usual Friday routine, get a transit card, travel with Mayhem to the city, sign documents, travel back, go home, and then fulfil my usual daily tasks.

At least I'm taking my lappy with me so I can work on my novel in transit. One bright point is that I get my 1K words in relatively early so I can focus (ha!) on other things.

What it means to

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Oh, it's All So Nice...

There's an old comedy song and, like most old comedy songs, it hasn't aged well. I don't remember all of it because I have a mind like a steel seive, but the chorus has stuck with me.

Oh, it's all so nice in the nuthouse/ All alone in me little padded cell/ Oh it's all so nice in the nuthouse/ And the doctors and the nurses treat me well...

Today... promises to be one of those days where I wish someone else

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Hello the Clusterfuck

Beloved hasn't done shit for the taxes save for printing their information, so now it's up to me to do the thing. Before Friday.

Fortunately, the local accountants are amenable and I have an appointment early tomorrow so I can get this shiznit out of the way ASAP.

Come next financial year, I am pestering Beloved to get things over with before their weekends are eaten alive by the Melbourne Cup Monster.

Things to look forward to - a new episode of

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First Monday

It's the first Monday back to school, and the kids were actually organised. Huzzah. Which means the last quarter hour of this morning is free for blogging and getting organised.

Unfortnuately, I also have to untangle the slings and arrows of the carers' allowance and I need Beloved to supply things like income details. The good news is that I made an account with the Government so I can at least sort this out a little easier come next time.

The

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Starting positions...

This week promises to be a humdinger.

Monday: Usual start of the week furforal. Escort quest, escort quest, fetch quest, fetch quest, grinding the Clean House quest, escort quest...

Tuesday: Shrink visit! Yay!

Wednesday: Mayhem's medical testing. Yay. Also, Chaos has an excursion. Yay.

Thursday: The usual round of escort quests, fetch quests, and grinding on Clean House again

Friday: I don't have to go anywhere or do anything! ...yet...

And somewhere in all this chaos I nevertheless will summon 3K words

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Crowded Day

Along with the usual running about, I have a shrink visit and little to show for it. Will endeavour to remember to bring the iPad so if any ideas pop out, I can start them right there.

Keep an eye out on my Instagram. If I do any art, it winds up there. Apologies in advance for my scrawly handwriting.

I also have the usual gamut of fetch quests, escort quests (aka, the Brat Run) and honedews that I swore I'd do

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Understandably Late Start

I got a parcel in the afternoon, when I was up to my eyeballs in a fictional international misunderstanding.

By the time I had my fecal matter gathered for the afternoon, I was too wasted to go anywhere or do anything because stress can fuck your life up in unexpected ways. Huzzah.

I initially had PLNs to go when Beloved came home, or get them to drive me, but those disintegrated because of a real misunderstanding involving steak, cooking times, and a

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Oofty Goofty

So here's my morning:

  • Lie in bed until my back really complains
  • Attempt to get my work done
  • Trip over Factorio and decide to "just finish" one thing
  • Beloved shows me how to work with factory patterns
  • Whoops, it's time to go get the meat
  • Go fetch half a pig
  • Beloved mislays their wallet, forcing me (over-budget this week) to pay for it out of my hard-saved cashola
  • Promises to pay it back are briefly stalled as Beloved attempts to figure out
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Travel All Over the Countryside...

[Ask the Leylands, ask the Leylands...]

You have to be (a) Australian, and (b) a certain age to understand that joke. The Leyland Brothers was a docuseries in my youth featuring the titular brothers and their jeep adventures all over our wide brown land. To this day, I still refer to doing the royal run-around as "a Leyland's tour."

Yesterday was seeing the doctor, making appointments, and doing more shopping. The day before was seeing assorted doctors, getting scans done, and stocking

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Just Another Maniac Monday

Mayhem threw up. Sigh. Which means he gets a free trip to the doctor's and I get more running around than I should be due.

I don't have to do the brat run, but I do have to get cashola [and sort out my squirrelings] and some fresh veggies. And since shepherd's pie was the one thing that Mayhem didn't throw up during the week, some more of that noise.

And I'm fresh out of sheep mince. I shall have to find

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