It looks like everything’s coming together. Things are moving in the right direction.
So of course, I’m reacting to this good fortune by acting like a paranoiac under Damocles’ sword.
Waiting for the shoe to drop. Waiting for the next big disaster.
Waiting for, in this case, my birth certificate to turn up in the mail so I can complete my passport application and file that fucker.
…waiting for Godot.
No, not really. Just… living life on tenterhooks is awkward and painful.
On the plus side, I’m getting a wriggle on with a math-based adventure map I’m building for Mayhem. I’m currently problem-solving the sewer level. Fun. Redstone circuits sometimes hate covering blocks that are supposed to hide them. And then I have to turn it all into a twisty, disorienting labyrinth with locked doors so that there’s a lot of backtracking.
Cause I worked hard on this part of the map and I want people playing it to appreciate it.
But, of course, I have to visit the Doctor, today. Get a diagnosis on my achey joints and inform him that I’m travelling to Thailand and I need my jabs and a note saying I’m taking all these medications for my health so I don’t get arrested for packing them…
It’s all up in the air as to how much is going to get done.
At least the lawn got mowed, yesterday. Big sigh of relief.