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Nothing much...

It's Friday, and I usually make myself write one thousand words in my WIP so I can finish of my 3K a week and have the weekends for whatever happens to be going on.

I'm trying to keep up with everything, but I'm starting to feel overwhelmed. And most of it's through making other people do the things they need to do in their day-to-day life. As well as getting myself up and at it.

So I have a creeping feeling of depression creeping up on me because I'm starting to feel weighed under.

I need to talk about this with Beloved. I need to call a person who could help for relatively cheap, at least with the housework. Which is the Big Thing. We have four people and we all love stuff. And we all listen to our Instant Gratification Centres. So, though I have more energy to do stuff... I still only have the motivation to do One Thing before rewarding myself with fun.

With three blogs to run, two kids to chase, and a Beloved to motivate, I have a lot on my plate and not enough time for the fun stuff. Especially now that I'm making myself art every day, and making myself contribute to one fanfic a day.

Finishing all my unfinished projects is a bitch. Even when done piecemeal. And that includes putting KFZ out there after an almost three-month-long hiatus because of NaNoWriMo.

I just hit 'send'. Cue the panic attack.

So that's six weeks or less of anguish, coming up. If they get back to me earlier than the third of March, I know I've been rejected. Again.

I have four more on my list from AR&E, before I bother them with a promise of representation and publishing.

By then I should have not only finished Beauties and the Beastly, but part the way through my next novel. So I'll have two finished books to wave at agents who might like me.

And, if a certain beta-reader keeps dragging their feet, two books without edits done. Cough cough, friendo. I need those edits.

And also I have to find time to get a new banking card which requires a trip in person and a lack of The Trots. And that vital component - energy.

Bluh.

Progress

With the new iPad and potential for doodling whilst writing again, I had motivation to clean up my office.

So I went from this:

To this:

I'm rather proud of myself.

I've got the whole family walking around the Long Block [roughly 2.5km] And yes, I still have that misspelled "Weird" framed by my desk. It reminds me how NOT to spell it. And I'm still proud to be weird, and that I did a pretty good job on the calligraphy.

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...ow

First Sprint Day of the new workout regime and, owing to the early rain, we decided not to chance running our arses off on wet roads, but stayed home and skipped rope.

Things to remember:

  • Neither of us have skipped since our last Skipathon in Primary School.
  • That time is now literally decades ago.
  • The goal of Sprint Day is to do a fast-paced activity until you literally can't do it any more. Beloved mentioned the word "collapse".
  • I'm fighting gravity worse
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What a Day

Things to do today:

  • [ ] Go on our walk with the whole family
  • [X] This blog
  • [ ] My Instant
  • [ ] Entry for what is fast becoming my foodie blog with occasional bits of personal life in it
  • [ ] Downloading and uploading pix for said foodie blog
  • [ ] Book run for both the kids' school books
  • [ ] Shrink visit
  • [ ] School supplies run with the kids for socks, jocks, lunchbox, shoes, and a small tin of vibrantly-obvious paint [long story]
  • [ ] Tidy up a patch of house
  • [ ] At least do one
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...shit

There's certain realisations in life that don't result in swearing or tantrums. They just... defeat you. And then all you can do is mutter "...shit."

I have, some time in the past, skipped over some of my Instants in my super-mega-master-file. Which means I have to do a re-count. As soon as I locate all of said missing files and include them.

...shit.

The day I set aside for the Grand School Run is also the day I'm due to see my

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This time fer sure

(Said in the voice of Bullwinkle J. Moose) So lately, I've been Distracted. Thanks to my personal blog, my routine is thrown off and I'm forgetting things.

I can not wait for Keto to kick in with that higher brain function.

Either that, or my addled brain and disorganised thinking is permanent. Bugger. So that means routine, routine, routine for me.

We'll see.

Making a new routine for myself always has a few bumps. And writing my daily blog and forgetting to

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Mor writing! Mor work!

So let's recap:

I'm running another blog alongside my story Steemit for all things culinary, scientific, and personal that I have to keep separate from my authorial persona. I'm also running this blog for everything else and generic life updates.

So alongside my Instant, scheduling past Instants, and writing a novel, I should be writing at least one culinary thing and maybe an opinion piece in this other blog.

And I still have to do maintenance on the house, feed and groom

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Setting up and Botheration

I'm setting up an alternate account where I can talk about things that I can't really talk about here. Of course I won't be linking to it, because it will give things away that I have to protect.

When I get back to my Shrink [I have a Shrink, now!] I'll tell them, but otherwise, it's between Beloved and I and whomsoever finds me to follow.

And because this is my first sort-of-persona, I'm still nervy about letting my ugly mug be

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Bug'rem bug'rit...

State of affairs: One out of three scheduled posts happened as I think I scheduled them. The others, set allegedly two hours apart, didn't. And that scheduled post happened seven hours ago, now.

Fun times.

I'm just going to let those other two go, for the majority of today, because today is all about Chaos' Adventures at the Orthodontist. Yes, today Miss Chaos is getting Government Brackets for her skewed teeth. I'll probably have to shell out some kind of cash and

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Ok let's get this sorted

I've scheduled my posts on Steemit again, with the goal to making earlier and earlier story posts. As near as I can figure, the Rules for the scheduler go thusly:

  • You are not allowed to post close to the current time of day
  • The soonest you can post is an hour past the next hour to come by
  • You can only post two hours apart
  • It is and forever shall be on US time

With all that in mind, it was in

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Addendum

To market, to market, almost too late.

The thing about markets is, they have what you might call weird hours. You have to get there early to get the good stuff. We arrived maybe half an hour before they were due to close, so we had just enough time to noodle around everywhere and see what was what.

I can get pure cotton clothes that come in sizes for Real People(tm). Huzzah. As long as I don't mind them in neo-hippie

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Educational Moment

I like learning new things. And since I'm turning forty-five this year, that means that I'm well beyond Douglas Adams' statement that anything invented after I'm thirty-five is strange and scary. I'm one of those annoying people who act like a new thing should have always been like that.

Just ask Beloved. I'm always unimpressed by their programming of a new thing. No "yes, this is just what I wanted." It's all "why didn't they do this earlier?" Much frustrate. Very wearing.

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Progress?

MeMum asked me about the ins and outs of Keto or LCHF, this morning. For her doctor to read. And I am glad to provide any information about it at all.

Not only am I a writer who does research for fun, but I am also a nerd who loves sciencey things.

I admit. I am neither a doctor nor a dietician, but I have listened to enough of them to get the basic gist of how ketogenics works, and retell that

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How do I deal?

I managed to scare my mother with the threat of science. And when MeMum gets scared, she gets hostile. And since I don't want her to shut me down entirely, I must relent.

I have to maintain the avenues of communication.

I have to be the one making the tough decisions when those decisions are out of MeMum's reach. And that's a possibility that I didn't want to be looming, just yet.

And once Mum's put her foot down about a thing,

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