Changes

A 8-post collection

All hail the new routine

I have wanted to do some Lets Play videos for some time now. Alas, we have lacked the internet, the wherewithall and the time.

However, the wherewithall has arrived in the form of my Spiffy New PC, the internet has arrived in the Shittiest Possible NBN, and the time has always been there between Fuckoff in the morning and whenever the little darlings wake up.

When they go back to school, the recording schedule is more likely to happen in the middle of the day. Just a heads' up so nobody panics about when my Instant Stories happen.

I also plan to get the TAZ flash fanfictions done as soon as I'm over the Instant Story. That way, I'll have the rest of my day to futz around with the non-public stuff.

All of this will be changing for the first week of January, because that's when I'm over at my Friendo's and not anywhere near my sweet new rig.

My writing is eminently transportable. Not so much the other stuff.

It draws closer and closer to the big day. I'm looking forward to a better year ahead. I won't tempt fate by mentioning or asking how worse things could be. Happy thoughts. Improvements on life. Spread the love.

This world needs positivity.

The Good Old Summertime?

It's edging towards official Summer, here in sunny Queensland. Of course, something, somewhere is on fire. Which is perfectly normal for my neck of the woods in this time of the year.

Not usually at 3AM though.

Aunty has had somewhere on fire near her - fire's out now though. I have a high sensitivity to knowing that somewhere's ignited and it just firkin adds to my sleepless issues in the Wee Small. Y'know. Alongside my somnalistic self-immolation.

Beloved has had some

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Good News, Bad News

Good news: We have paid for a split system air conditioner, like we've been gassing about since we were building the house.

Bad news: It cost more than I anticipated to spend and is going to cost Beloved even more so because installation has to happen via a qualified electrician. So installation of said air con is happening sometime soonish.

Good news: I have a summer haircut.

Bad news: Which also cost more than we anticipated.

The best news is that it

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The Aftermath

I was careful with my cheat treats, yesterday. Staying in moderation means that I don't start the day with a massive asthma attack or a set of digits doing their Thick Snag Impersonation.

I am going REAL strict. Waiting as long as I can before having my salty broth. My beverage of choice is going to be filtered water.

We've already had our feast this week, so dinner is likely to be something wholesome and good according to the new regime. It

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An End, A Beginning, A New Way

Today's the day I reach the end of my Blasts From the Past. Which means I have to find three other things to write about to keep my scores up, OR... focus intently on the one Instant and just go from there.

If I choose the latter [because lazy] I will have more time for Other Projects, which will be something of a boon.

I could also post sample chapters of whatever whenever so I can maybe entice people over to help

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Swing and a miss

Just when I get into the swing of things, the pendulum shifts and everything goes agley all over again.

Beloved is taking off in the early-early morning, before I can even badger the kids into getting their lunchboxes together. Which means no morning exercises. Which means finding a time in the afternoon to go do it.

Which hasn't happened, so far.

Tomorrow evening, we should be walking around the blocks, again. Starting with the long block and, if we can, going around

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Ch-ch-chaaangeeeesss...

I thought I was zen about change. I thought I was cool with everything that SPG collectively decided to alter.

But then they announced that Sam Luke was leaving for his own artistic stuff, and my beloved woobie child Hatchworth was gone from the robots I adore.

So my ASD hatred of change kicked up and resulted in a stab of fear through the heart, and now I have the sads. It's not as if he's died for cryin' out loud, but

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