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FGSFDS

So I irrevocably woke at 1AM today.

It's going to be nasty.

I need to do my monetary fetch quest for cash before I'm too tired to drive. It's cleaning day. I have a sore throat. I have asthma because too many sugary treats are just lying around in the open and I have the self control of a hyperactive toddler.

I need to work on that.

BUT.

Today IS the day that I make an actual conscious effort to use the one prompt I got via Pillowfort.

Straight after I have my coffee.

And speaking of coffee, it looks like saccharine is one of the artificial sweeteners I can have without any negative side-effects. Hooray. On the other hand, I couldn't taste it, so maybe that's the drawback of that one.

Either way, I keep hearing reports that saccharine is bad because reasons, so I'll stick to the stevia, thanks. I'm going to have to look in to having a portable sweetener packet that won't spill or get buggered by my bum bag.

Fun pln.

But right now?

Caffeine.

I can DO this

Broke Keto pretty darn hard, yesterday. Feeling bloated and retaining water today. My fingers are awkward sausages and I only JUST got over yesterday's carb coma.

My focus ability is going out of the window.

BUT...

I have an Instant to write, Blasts from my Past to schedule, and MeMum to visit. Mayhem has already volunteered to "guard the house" - translated, stay at home and play games all day.

Chaos, however, is glad to come along for adventures, so MeMum gets

::Deep Breath:: Aaaahhh...

Posted all the Patreon stuff at record lateness. Posted the latest chapter of Babes in the Wood. Also figured out that I used the wrong email to send my imagined items of to those marvellous McElroys, and sent them all off to the correct email with minimal edits.

Loyal Patrons have already received the unedited version at no extra cost. I honestly don't know if concocting diabolical artifacts for a podcast I like counts as fanfiction. And since it's a completed work.

PLNs and stuff

Today, Mayhem is going to get his firkin phone fixed. At midday. Which means that my temporally-challenged arse has to keep an eye on the passing hours.

Not easy when I'm in Holiday Mode.

Holiday mode has me thinking things like, "Hey, I can nap between ten and sometime this afternoon!" and does that. Or I go, "I can watch videos all firkin day," and do that.

Hell, I woke up at 2AM [Beloved's fault, they stayed up until the wee small,

How was your Easter?

I ate a bunch of chocolate, had some of that garlic bread that was calling me, finished Bingeing I, Zombie and fucking passed out for the rest of the day.

Carb coma. Happened to both my Beloved and I. And no, my diabetic SO did not have a dangerous crash, thanks for not panicking. No, we just slept off all of that sugar and felt like shit for our conscious moments.

Not doing that again in a hurry.

That was a no-protein

::Opening notes of William Tell::

Today is pretty much going to be absorbed, amoeba-like, by a three-hour round trip to Captain S for fish on Friday.

Which means that I get as much of my work done now as I can, and nap on the ride there. Fun.

And today's exercise is: Not well-actually-ing Capt S when she inevitably trots out some junk science she got from "all these doctors" on some scam she's bought into, this week.

It's pointless arguing with her. She's going to stay

Sigh

Everything is slowed the heck down, and I can't use my phone as a hotspot forever. Data payments.

So now I have to put up with this horseshit and deal.

But the good news is that I'm taking a me-day. After I'm done with today's instant, I am parking myself in front of the TV, bingeing on all the stuff I've wanted to catch up on, and devoting my time to whatever the fuck I wanna do.

Because the school holidays have

Fun 'n' PLNs

We're going to go see A Wrinkle in Time, today. This afternoon, to be precise.

Unlike yesterday, when I was surprised by a trip to go see Pacific Rim and the results left my story unposted until the afternoon. Sorry about that. I was only planning to binge some stuff I'd left unwatched for a good while.

So today, I have a time window to get everything decent done. And of course I'm procrastinating. Yay.

But I'll get on with it now.

Now What?

Mayhem's home sick, all my meal plans went... "okay". As in, the food got et, so that was good.

I let Chaos fly the deep fryer, under supervision of course. And when I was certain she could handle it... my dear sweet darling child undercooked everything. Sigh.

Trotted out the tired old, "You didn't have time to do it properly, but you have time to do it again?" routine and finished the cooking in regulated bursts. Which seemed to work for Miss

Pump the Brakes!

Okay. So. This autumn season combined with the novel recovery efforts have made writing a literal pain. Fun.

It's okay if I take it slowly. I pause when my wrists start that low warning ache. Find something else to do.

I'm not going to power through it. That noise leads to worse pain and me laying up for who-knows-how-long with all sorts of medical intervention. Been there, done that, and it's amazing that I don't have lingering scars from the bracers.

Don't

Lazy Saturday

It's 9AM, I'm watching Black Lightning on Netflix, and I'm still only wearing me undies. I haven't moved out of my bedroom and I'm loving it.

It's a time to be an absolute slob for at least half a day. Because we have plans to see Black Panther this arvo.

It's gonna be a good day today.

I'll get to my word count in Rael whenever I feel like it.

I'm having a good, old-fashioned Slug Day.

For those keeping track of

Friday!

I like Friday. It's the one day of the week when I only have to drive once. The one day when I can relax and just get on with it.

My wrists are complaining, so I'll be taking it real slow with my words, today. I'm going on the hundred-and-break plan, which is explained thus:

Write 100 words
Take a break and fart around for about 10-20 minutes
If total < 500 goto 1, else quit.

This way, it takes two and

Okay. I can do this.

I have three thousand Steem Power in my Steemit account. I need 1800 to convert to the money I need for computers that will not soon die on me.

Stage One is "powering down" from Steem Power to plain old Steem. Which I have set up to start happening. I'm getting about 250 Steem a week on top of what's already there.

Stage Two is converting that into a bitcoin account. Which will involve paperwork and a website I can't remember from

Best-laid PLNs

Yup.

Things have gone agley again.

Beloved booked my car in for new tyres and the soonest they could get was next Tuesday.

So their day off has changed. My opportunities have changed. And so have my PLNs.

So now I'm spending a day at home with Chaos, since Mayhem is back to his traineeship, this week. Dinner is going to be something quick with mince and possibly riced cauliflower. We don't have a lot, but I can probably whip up a

This time for sure!

We have all the shit collected. We are GOING to get Mayhem his dang tax file number and sort out all the financials thereafter.

Deep breaths.

And then I can give Mayhem some rational reasons to have an afternoon/after-school job once the Traineeship is over with. We need more money and I need a flying hope of being able to buy my new compy sometime real soon now.

But I do have to say that this compy has gone an entire

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FGSFDS

I can DO this

::Deep Breath:: Aaaahhh...

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How was your Easter?

::Opening notes of William Tell::

Sigh

Fun 'n' PLNs

Now What?

Pump the Brakes!

Lazy Saturday

Friday!

Okay. I can do this.

Best-laid PLNs

This time for sure!