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I'm so Tired

A 60-post collection

Blurgledy

I should most definitely not stay up until 10 at night watching murder documentaries.

I should most definitely not stay up until 10 at night playing Factorio.

I should get to bed at a reasonable hour - anywhere between eight and nine thirty - and get a reasonable amount of sleep.

I should focus on doing the things that needs must be done, instead of faffing off to play a building-things-incessantly game.

Long story short, I didn't get a lot of sleep for varied and asinine reasons and now I am paying the penalty. And I STILL have to phone people about doing shit.

Beloved has it all together. We have a new freezer ready for approximately half an edible beast. All we have to do is rebugger the carport a little bit and it's all golden. Ready and waiting for portions of beast.

I have to call the new mower dude because apparently the yard mowing business is full of nigh-retirees who are constantly handing their businesses off to people who may or may not wish to do the things that you hired the first mob.

I have to book my car in for a service before it breaks.

I have to get my flu jabs or I might die.

And yet, for all of these, I am letting inertia do the work.

Would that I could afford a personal assistant. But I can't even afford a laptop that isn't out yet.

Blurgledy.

Whoops, I Procrastinated

Shitty internet yesterday made me derail myself and I didn't get around to my wordpress thing until this morning. Which I could have done at 4AM when I couldn't sleep because I don't even know.

Perhaps, when my diet is more balanced, I will sleep better. It worked in the early days of Keto when I was having more protein. Perhaps it will work again.

In the meantime, I re-learn my habits, listen to my cravings, and sort my shit out. Sometimes

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...gluh...

It's 6:30 AM. It's overcast. And I got to bed at around 11:30 last night.

If there was a better day to just roll over and snooze in bed, I can't name it.

Unfortunately for me, I have this whole 'parental responsibilities' thing that means I have to do the brat run and all that noise. Chaos has foxtails because I couldn't be arsed doing the usual topsy cascade thing. Mayhem's okay, he got everything organised before I dragged myself

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Can I skip today?

Monday wore me out. Tuesday, likewise. I am not built for extended travel. If I'm going long distances for extended periods of time, I need like 12 to 24 hours to recuperate after the travel, please.

Today, after two days of hither and yon, after going through the emotional wringer, after coming home after all that and still wringing a piece of coherent story out of my addled brain... I want nothing more than to retreat into a pillow-fort of solitude and

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Oof and ow

So first thing, I managed to damage my wrists, yesterday. I also managed to poison myself with Chaos' anti-nit treatment. So I not only have the Runs, but also painful wrists.

So we're skipping Resistance Training. Due to ill health.

Then Beloved wants to go on a shopping spree. Which has taken us from about 9:30 this morning through to one in the afternoon.

So now all my spoons have gone, I have to schedule my Blasts From the Pasts on

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New meds... hooray?

Since the Serotonin was making me constantly semi-drowsy, my doctor switched me out to Zoloft. Or, in this case, the generic, no-brand equivalent of Zoloft because the Australian medical system is not the price-gouging hell-hole that the US has got.

I'm on half a pill, taken in the evening, to scale up to a whole pill later on. And right now, because I dropped the Serotonin and took up the Zoloft, I feel pretty damn awful.

There's the post-swimming heaviness, the difficulty

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Thrice-special day

Today's the day!

Today's the day my Beloved celebrates another trip around the sun.

Today's the day I get my wound seen to and possibly the results of what the blip actually was.

Today's the fourteenth day on Serotonin and the day when all the effects have evened out.

Thanks to birthday cards with gift cards in them, Beloved has $100 to fritter in JB's. Half of that is thanks to MeMum and the other half is me. Huzzah.

I've no doubt

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Milestones and Procrastination

I've hit a new low, today! 88.5 kilos, hooray. And I have Sardine Pizza to thank for it.

Yes, it's one of my dietary abominations. Take one $3 pizza from Aldi's, and two tins of Golden Circle sardines. Add the sardines to the pizza, garnish with mushrooms and cheese, and bake according to the pizza box instructions.

Since the Golden Circle sardines are super big, this pizza is super-filling, and I only had two slices of this abomination and it kept

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Ow ow ow ow ow...

Beloved has a day off Mondays, because working on Saturdays is a thing during the Melbourne Cup wind-up. This, I thought, would be a prime opportunity to get them to adhere to the rest of the house's rules.

No.

Such.

Luck.

Beloved had a great case of persistent inertia and gave me the Irrits. Which culminated in a crescendo of me yelling about all the things that Beloved does to piss me the fuck off.

Good news - cleaning the gritty bits

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S-L-O-W-L-Y

If there's anything more irritating to live with than a case of the Slo-Mo's, I can't think of it right now.

I couldn't get to sleep until Beloved came home. Well, not properly. I managed to cat-nap until that time. And then I woke at four in the morning. Too tired to sleep.

Which is a bitch if there ever was one.

Since Beloved was home late, I gave up on the morning walk and dived straight into getting the kids organised.

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Swag Day!

Celebrations are done and I have yet to scoop up the wrapping paper. But this year was a decent haul.

Beloved gift-wrapped the meds I sent them to get and the pegs I asked for. Sneaky sod. But I also got some sweet tech out of the deal.

  • A shower speaker that I can blue-tooth link to my phone and blast Steam Powered Giraffe whilst I lather up.
  • A bluetooth radio deelie that I can also link with my phone and have
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Why do I hurt myself?

As you'd expect, Beloved and I played Factorio pretty much all damn day. It's deliciously distracting. As a direct result, it was already pretty late when we finally gave up on it to watch some TV.

Two episodes of Daredevil on Netflix.

And episodes of Daredevil are longer than one might expect.

So it was almost firkin midnight before we lurched off to bed. And well after midnight before I actually fell asleep.

I am paying the price today.

...ow.

In other

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::Zombie Chewbacca noises::

Woke up at roughly 1:30 AM. Spotty, intermittent sleep until 5AM when my braid decided that, yes, going into slumber was a great idea.

And then, half an hour later, Rabbit started saying 'good morning' to everyone. 5:30 Am, after a rough night like that one, is the time that I least appreciate Steam Powered Giraffe. But I get over it quickly enough.

My gaseous plans to fetch batteries or shop around for cabochons on the cheap are currently shelved.

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Soldiering on

Something here is, I swear, that does not like me enjoying my life.

Yesterday morning, I forgot that I had to go on the Leyland's Tour to get Chaos some of the metal help she needs. The kid's wound tighter than an obsessive persons' clock. I can't really fathom why, Beloved and I spoil the spots off her.

Anyway. On top of that nonse, I also had to do my regular nonse, which included the monotonous and thankless task of linking up

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::Zombie noises::

I've had the second shitty night in a row and that sort of thing is never good for me. My spoons are at a minimum. My entire day is going to be "Can't be arsed, gotta do it anyway" with a side order of slow, uncomfortable moaning.

Good thing Steam Powered Giraffe is there to help my limited powers of concentration and at least keep me in the same plane of reality.

Also good thing - Beloved has taken a shine to

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