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Tough slog

New Years is still kicking me in the butt, alas. The nibbling I should have done yesterday just... didn't happen.

Other things got done. Things that needed to happen, of course, because I've been waiting for said happening for the better part of a year - if not more. For instance, the jade plant I inherited part of from my grandad finally has its own garden bed.

This plant is practically unkillable. It's gone from growing in front of his house, to cut up in chunks and drying in MeMum's yard, to merely planted in the ground and hoping for the best, to being repeatedly uprooted over the years by people who were told DON'T UPROOT MY FUCKING JADE PLANT YOU NONG.

We finally cut the torn-off branch bottom and treated the cut with rooting formula before placing it in a pot to try and encourage it to actually have a root system. It sat in that pot WAY beyond the time it needed to grow roots. Up to the point where some of them were escaping through the bottom of the pot.

And it's been that way for absolute months.

Well, now we have a garden box. No random machinery is going to "mistakenly" plough that under. We have a garden bed that could withstand a small tank. It still needs some potting mix in there and the other potplant that's been waiting for a garden is still in need of enough soil to grow in.

The price for getting that done, of course, was all the spoons for yesterday's nibble. I'm not letting myself fall into slacking, though. I got today's initial nibble done before I sat down to do today's typing.

And for those of you eager to see me finish off Iris and Peter Get Married (Eventually) [Hi Mum!] I will be doing an absolute minimum of finishing one chapter and starting the next one.

And maybe, just maybe, I'll have some time to kick back and play a few games. I need some 'me' time too.

Blurghledy

I must not stay up past midnight for another year. This shit is terrible for me.

I am not only a mass of aches and knots and weariness, but I am all that with stuff to do and a significant lack of coffee.

I'm breaking it into small and manageable pieces, today. Ere I sat down to blog, I made sure the sink was clear and the dishes washed. When I finally rise from my writing, I will sweep the floors and

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At the closing of the year

Before I write the last story for this year [but not the last story for this year's Year of Instants... that's another story] I thought I'd mark my progress in word counts.

The novel I'm currently working on should hit 62K today, and 63K before the weekend.

This year's Year of Instants is standing at a little over 142K, including titles and menus. I have twenty-nine stories to go before I can bundle it all up and get it out as a

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So much to do... so many nibbles

I have a bad habit of leaving things until they enrage me enough to take care of it. Sure, I can summon the energy to do it all in one fair swoop, or a decent imitation of most of it, but it costs me a lot of spoons for a majority of the following week.

What I need to do is keep nibbling at the mountain.

I can wear it down in small bites and maintain the general state of things. A

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Chaos needs Adventures

Chaos has been feeling neglected, lately. She's getting more and more upset about having to cope by herself and less communicative about her woes.

Mayhem has been having friends over, getting calls etcetera. And Chaos feels that she'd going to be abandoned, poor thing.

The good news is that the banks should finally be open, so I may use that bag of coins for a little adventure or two. Maybe go see The Good Dinosaur and Hotel Transylvania 2 and do a

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I need to stop indulging

At least, indulging in treat feast food, which has resulted in my weight skyrocketing up by three kilos from the heavier side of 94. In just as many days, I have managed to undo three months' worth of exercise and treat rationing.

I have to limit myself, once more, or see in the new year as a butterball.

I'm going to get down to the vicinity of 80 kilos, next year, if it takes me most of that time to do so.

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Muggy hot :P

Today's air is a fine oxygen soup, infused with ateu de perspiratiôn, and the cries of all of those stuck without air conditioning.

As a Queenslander, I'm naturally equipped with the gills necessary to breathe the waterlogged atmosphere. Friendo is not faring so well in the moisture. She's more used to far dryer atmospheres. She's going back home, tomorrow. Into much clearer air.

She will be missed.

IF I had the money, there would be an extra little flat on our land.

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Post-Yule fallout

Boxing day. A day when the fridge is full of leftovers and the house is full of wrapping paper. Today is going to be pretty much an all-day snack and I know it.

Thanks to Pizza on Christmas Eve, and the feast yesterday, I'm back up over my 95-Kilo celebration border. So I will be attempting [underline attempting] to keep my sweet tooth in check.

It's not going well. Today's breakfast includes four jelly lollies and a snowball [that's a chocolate-covered marshmallow

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It's raining on Christmas Eve

And since I spent my formative years in the country and living on tank water, I have only one response to rain on Christmas Eve:

YES!

I hope it stays, today. I hope it stays tomorrow. I hope it stays for Boxing Day, when a majority of the post-festivity mess is getting cleaned up.

We need a nice, gentle, cooling rain in the very middle of summer. We need it like air. A nice, set-in rain would make this Christmas perfect.

Because

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Fun times ahead

Friendo is super effective at getting me motivated. The majority of an entire arm of the kitchen countertop has been sorted in the space of a few hours, when its daunting expanse of assorted scrattle had intimidated me to the extreme, previously.

I have the hoarder's edition of OCD - which means (a) I never throw anything out (b) I tend to leave things where they lie, and (c) doing anything to fix it requires at least one person to keep me

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Reasons to be happy (and also scared)

Life gets me down, sometimes, so I try to make myself focus on the good things. Alas, sometimes that also causes an anxiety flare-up. But at least I'm not sad any more and Steam Powered Giraffe can help me conquer my Fraidy Cats.

Reasons I should be happy:

  • I'm going to start publishing that epic SPG lorefic romance TODAY (corollary, I'm not finished writing it, what if I run out of chapters before I run out of story to tell?)
  • The house
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So much to do, so few spoons

Once again, the family predilection for doing anything else but cleaning has reared its ugly head. I'm going to be off my feet, making sure things are (a) ready for Christmas, (b) ready for my visiting Friendo, (c) going to stay that firkin way at least until Boxing Day.

AND I have the usual run of daily Instant and daily word count [no fears, dear readers, about Christmas happening on a Friday. I will catch up with my word count on the

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Very much broke again

(Argh) Christmas gift shopping happened. It's a very cheap year, this year. For limited definitions of "cheap". Beloved secured Mayhem's gift at quite some expense, and since we have an "equal worth" policy going on, Chaos may yet have some catching up to do.

We might not be able to do that, this year. Ah well.

And, as previously noted in this blog, all the adults are getting artisinal herb products in a pretty little gift basket, this year. I feel kind

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Still poor

The scratchie didn't win us anything. Boo. I had such plans for that $1K a week, too. It's not fair.

Ah, the wuzgunnas.

I was gonna buy air conditioning for the office. Save up and purchase my cosplay. Hire people to make sure the house is spic and span because I'm absolute pants at it. I was going to have money to spare for wardrobe emergencies, like the kids simultaneously growing out of their shoes. And clothes. I was gonna get a

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