PLN

So I'm visiting my Shrink today, and I have a revelation to remember...

My temporal challenged state is actually a comorb of Autism! It makes immense amounts of sense and can plausibly be used to construct Autism diagnoses for other adults who struggle for one because reasons.

I just gotta remember that S. I sent myself a message, so we'll see how that goes.

Speaking of how that goes, I am going to be writing my Instant and novel on my lappy so I can travel with my work. Shenanigans will doubtless ensue.

Meanwhile, I finally got MeMum's bifdy pressie.

Here's how it works:

1. I have my birthday
2. MeMum gives me an unspecified amount of dollars to buy myself something nerdy and weird
3. I find myself something suitably nerdy and weird that costs the unspecified amount of money.

In brief: I got myself a mini for D&D based on my newest character.

I'm gonna learn how to paint him at a later date.

Patreon nonsense happening this afternoon. It's not looking good for it happening this morning. I can certainly try, but... once the brat run happens, all bets are off.

Let's see how far I get.

Okay. So. I got to play a game with my daughter-from-across-the-water. It was fun, I gotta admit. I did get to catch up a little further along on catching up on Critical Role.

BUT...

I did not get to start printing my mini. Dag.

Beloved wanted to play WoW instead of helping me out so I didn't get that cheev. But I can still have a clean house and keep pestering Beloved to make my mini.

Speaking of, I have to do

Today, my Beloved is home. Today, I have a chance to print out a miniature. A chance. Not a guarantee.

I'm not going to pay for the download until I know Beloved is awake because the longer I have money in my account, the better it's doing for me. Also because I don't want shenanigans from getting the wrong file. So I want to be sure I'm getting it right.

I have just enjoyed watching Toastyhat create more of her video, and

Today, I have to come up with something for Wordpress. Today, I also reach the bottom of the chocolate stash my daughter-from-across-the-water sent me in her last care package.

I owe her the good stuff, no joke. I just gotta scratch it all together.

Speaking of, I also need to scratch together today's content.

Here I go.

[Addendum: For those of you tracking my brain meds, I'm still waiting on the shipment]

It's Monday, and I have the usual shenanigans going on. Only this time, I have to schedule a trip to the post office because Capt S. Forgot some important things at our place and it's easier to mail them down.

Watch my forgetful ass mess this up in so very many ways.

I shouldn't forget the money run. If I hang around after getting the cashola, I should - underline should - be able to do the mail thing.

...except the Aussie

I woke up in the wee smol again, so I used that chance to finish up Episode Fourteen of Inter-Mission. Yay.

Which means that I can begin working on editing episode fifteen the next time I wake up in the wee smol. Yay.

Today, Mayhem is complaining about a sore throat whilst also having a wider neck than normal. Checked against other symptoms, it is probably not Mumps. Ye gods, that lad can catch anything.

On the agenda today is little more

::insert Law&Order doink-doink::

Toasty's released another thirty-second update to her new WIP music video, so you know what that means. Yes, folks, I'm writing another 3K in the novelisation of the video in progress because my demons will not leave me alone until I do.

It's such a thing to be possessed by a story idea.

It doesn't happen often, but it's a ride when it does. Teh pln for today includes a money run, the mandatory story, an attempt

I at least got the little darlings to scoop up the recycling and dirty vessels yesterday. I also got a mondo shopping trip done and -FINALLY- acquired the gotdang seaweed that I've been after since five-ever ago.

We're looking at building an 'airlock' for the front door, since that's the next target for our escapology expert kittens. Little dickenses don't understand that it's dangerous out there, it's just a way by which their Humans leave.

Having a nightmare about them getting out

I just used some quiet time to record five more stories for Inter-Mission. I shall use the next set of quiet hours to edit an episode. Let's see if I get the spare ready before I post the next episode.

Honestly, with editing and music selection and everything, it takes me roughly four hours to put together a half-hour show. That's pretty slack. I need to know some better techniques or figure out where I can trim some time.

Or, you know,