Plague Diary

A 2233-post collection

Tuesday, Slower Progress

I filtered out most of the dishwashing from the "right wing" of the kitchen countertop. I've yet to filter out the useful stuff before literally sweeping up the rubbish and cleaning that space.

I may also be working on the "I dunno" pile in the spare room.

I have looked over the prompts for the Promptcast and not one of the winning prompts is tickling my muse's interest/

The prompts:

  1. Concept: A character receives a mysterious textbook with knowledge beyond the curriculum.
  2. Line: As the door creaked open, I wished I’d locked it earlier.
  3. [The winner of the poll] Dialogue: “Well, a brick is a guest key anywhere.”

Not a lot of doors in Interspecies and not a lot of windows in everything but Bedfellows. If I do use the winner, I might translate it into Spanish for Bedfellows.

I shall muse on it and get an idea when I'm up to my elbows in something else. Maybe even when I'm cataloguing comics for later sale.

I have no idea when the story is happening.

Monday, Piecemeal Organisation Plan

So far today, I have catalogued some comics, cleaned a portion of the kitchen benchtop, and made progress on restoring the big stockpot to functionality.

On my agenda: Today's tale, perhaps some sorting of the "I dunno" pile in the spare room, and maybe unfucking a different wing of the benchtop.

Piece by piece. Bit by bit. Things will get done.

But first - I owe y'all some fiction.

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Sunday, Market Expedition

My lovelies are taking me to the markets today. As a little treat for dealing with the unfuckenating.

There's still more unfuckening to do, primarily in the spare room, and mine, but it's manageable. There's moving happening very soon to now and I can't imagine that the cats will be very happy about things.

...and building an extended catio, too.

Promises to be fun.

When is story? I have no freaking idea.

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Saturday, Wandering Down a Rabbit Hole

For literal years, I have been whistling a fragment of classical music to let the local birds know that I am distributing food.

Today I actually found out it was Boccherini's String Quintet in E Major, Op.11, No 5, III. Minuetto A very complicated name for some rather elegant music with a very whistle-able refrain.

Why did I need to know?

Because I think I taught the Magpie Mafia the same refrain.

This morning, monstered into delivering mealworms, the local Magpie

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Friday, Sorting Treasures

I sorted through the last container of random things. We're down to floor scrattle, tall shelves and debate about varying material wealth left unseen in various corners.

No room for corners, any more.

I've reached the end of my ability to work on the Promptcast thing, so it's edit and then submit. With apologies for the brevity. Unfucking an entire house and making it ready for four people and a cat is... time consuming. Who knew?

But progress IS being made. Huzzah.

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Thursday, Almost Unfucked

I got a few things in the way, true, but they're reachable.

Meanwhile, my lovelies are rearranging the kitchen. This is just as much hell as you might imagine. On the other hand, I did get to turn the awkward corner near the cooktop into a one-stop hydration, medication, and caffeination station. I am taking what wins I can.

Fingers crossed, I get the entire spare room to a point of decluttered that my lovelies can take over.

Story when and if

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Wednesday... The Storage

I have sorted through The Pile(tm) and now there are two areas remaining in the spare room that need dealing with. I must clear a path to the built-in wardrobe, sort through the built-in wardrobe, then tackle the piles on the other side of the bed in there.

Working on the Promptcast thing at some point could happen. It might. I just need to get the important stuff done before I sit down to commit literature.

Needs must to be done.

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Tuesday, Leyland's Tour

Yes, I once more must forge out into the wilderness of Shopping and get supplies for my little darlings.

I also have the rest of the nonsense stored in the spare room to unfuck.

I have no idea if I can do all that, the daily tale, and finishing off my Promptcast entry today. I'll see what can be done with the spoons I have.

Time management and spoons management is a thing that must also be juggled.

I have until 10

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Monday, Disorganised Today...

I skipped out of unfucking yesterday. Minor depressive episode that manifested in the intense need for a nap. Understandable, since I've been doing a majority of rearrangements on my only and it feels like I'm the only person doing anything.

I know bloody well that there's rearrangements happening in Brizvegas as Adorable's crew are sifting through their accumulated scrattle with an eye to what moves versus what's bought new because that stuff's just a better freaking idea.

I'm gonna scoop up all

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Sunday, Stream Stuff

I'm moderating the story stream today, so that's four hours or so booked from my day.

Achievement: Recorded the last chapters of A Devil's Tale for Adorable.

Experiment: Attempted to mix Bird Crumble stuff and mealworms for Bird Cake. Results - the Magpie Mafia demanded proper mealworms.

I shall have to learn how to do bird food properly.

All the better to placate the Magpie Mafia.

Editing ADT has to wait until we can capture Luna, which allegedly gives me time to

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Saturday, Unfuckening Even Further

Achievement complete - sorting a literal cartload of books between keep, chuck, and donate.

Next on my agenda - The Pile(tm)

When there was no room on or under the desk for my culch, it spilled onto The Pile(tm). And then it became a dumping ground for Other Stuff.

I am going to have such fun [/sarcasm]

And then there's the cupboard of Memorabillia. Sigh. I don't know how much I'll be allowed to keep ;_;

Onwards and onwards...

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Friday, Even Mor Unfucken

There's a lot more culch than I thought there was. A situation not at all helped by the fact that I needed to go on a supply run that included a trip to find long warm socks and slippers so I can keep my fetlocks and toesies warm in the new Nerd Cave.

Which, you might expect, wore me the fuck out.

I am now rested and refreshed. My lovelies are awake and I don't need to fret about waking them. I

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Thursday, Even Mor Unfucken

I got the desk part of my craft corner cleaned off. Yay. Which means I have a space to put the sort boxes while I sift through the REST of the craft corner. Culch and SABLE, all sorted into separate categories and stowed safely away.

With every good luck, that will occur today.

It may cost me today's story. I need to do it so the fam can move in.

And at some other point, there will be construction going on, turning

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Wednesday, Mor Unfucken

Finally, we are tackling the SABLE in the spare room. To be correct, I am tackling the SABLE in the spare room. Making decisions about what to keep and what to chuck. Sorting them into storage boxes to go into storage until such time as I have a craft area again.

I'm also redistributing Useful Things(tm) to where they can actually be useful. I know. I'm as surprised as you are.

I am currently going through The Plan, which is:

  1. Sort
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