PLNs

My physio appointment has moved up to today so I'm using the opportunity to get a few things whilst I can. Including eggs, because the fam is firkin ravenous for them.

I has moneys, so shopping is less of a concern. So is paying for my physio.

I can commence the regular bill cycle very soon, but not the irregular bills because my savings are a teeny bit shot to shit.

The big things have to wait a little while. Next payday, the mower comes in. Somewhere after that, I seek dental treatment.

Fun times ahead for your favourite bean, over here.

Today's Leyland's tour not only includes physio and shopping, but also some handy blood extraction at the local vampire facility. Yay.

Meanwhilst, I attempt to write fiction as the backup readings prepare to commence.

So far, I have my Coinjar recaptured. I'm mid-process on re-invigorating my Binance. Then I untangle my wallet, and moneys can commence to flow.

I have some reserves in the Coinjar that I pln to transfer on Monday. So it looks a little more wage like. I'm calling it "Author dividends" since it is the fruit of my literary labors.

One unfuckening at a time.

I shall get things in gear all whilst waiting for the turnaround dates, or whatever the fuck

Five books sent away yesterday. Hooray. I have one promising to get back to me in two weeks. I have a bunch of interesting things to share with my patrons, a story to write, and maybe a game to play.

To that goal, I am turning on the binaural beats and locking in.

I need time to relax because I am holding off panic attacks from several different directions. One: Just submitted five books for rejections. Two: Insufficient funds.

So yeah. It's

Hocus Pocus, I need to focus.

I'm helping a mentee edit for Prompt, I have physio, I have the rant to drop off and the daily tale to tell.

I'll get it all done in the end, but whether I have time for myself that's the rub. I need some me-time.

Best way to get that is to hurry up and do the things. So I'm trying to juggle my time and manage it well, but... distractions, ankle, talking to my mentee.

My left foot fucking hates me. Mayhem and I had PLNs to visit Bunnings and then pick up cordial on the way back. Now he wants to spend his JB HiFi gift cards.

So that's Bunnings for a better plunger [No cheap shit henceforth!] and maybe a broom handle but definitely a tennis ball if we can get it. Then JB for the gift cards, followed by Golden Circle Factory Outlet for necessary flavour. If the trip extends any further, I might

::Jazz hands and singing:: I have no fucking idea what's going on today and that SUUUUUUCKS!!!

(yeah)

Basically hoping to re-engage the plns that fell through last weekend. Not helped by the fact that my lovelies seem to have forgotten entirely what went on last weekend.

...yay.

I've held off on bread so I won't be engaged in making any. I've held off on breakfast in case my lovelies want to take me away to some food.

I am in a holding

Last weekend, I couldn't do a thing because I was doing bread. Today, we're down to the last loaf of bread and that means I should be working on more bread this weekend. However, the thing still needs doing before it makes a disaster happens so... I'm withholding bread until that shit's done.

All to make sure a certain app keeps working. And thereby my mail app.

Grumblemumble specific internet security growlsnarl.

My aim today, besides the usual throughput, to complete another

It's a trial to pitch a novel with an ensemble cast when the questions centre on a singular main character. I'll have to answer for the main characters each, and tie the main story together there.

That promises to be fun.

Once I figure out that finagling, I should be good for working on the others.

Should.

I'll have a go before creating today's story.

::attacking the Query Letter WIP with a mallet::

I'm moderating the Promptcast Stream as I type. Keeping an eye on the chat as I work on this or that.

I finished the thing for the Promptcast and I don't need to fret about offerings to the Archive since they're on a little sabbatical this week.

So now all I need to worry about is the other four Madlib Query Letters, today's story, and maybe keeping the chat orderly.

My brain is fogging hard because stress. I had a fever in

We are still fine. We can manage. I want that out in the open. Nevertheless, a minor financial hiccough is making me anxious. I have faith. There will be a PLN. We have enough.

Today's Leyland's Tour includes Costco, Bunnings, and Aldi.

I also have bread happening today and tomorrow. Huzzah.

I've seen to a litterbox, I've measured out ingredients, I have an idea of how to sally forth and continue. Today. Tomorrow is a little bit more vague.

In contact with

I am taking a day of ease, today. Step one: do the daily tale. Step two: faff around with games. Probably working with the QPP on Hytale.

I've been learning independently on that but not nearly fast enough. Bleh.

Of course I'm still babying my ankle, but the good news is that it is only hurting on one side. Improvement? I don't freaking know.

But I only have to ice one area and I am taking that win.

Onwards to the fantastical.

Twenty-one chapters remain to be written in order to declare a completion of A Devil's Tale. Then I plug it all into the Beta Reads section and share with my throng. And I have to poke everyone who has their hands on it.

Sigh. Not the fun part.

Today, after writing the story of the day, I shall delve into last year's anthology and start checking titles.

Gotta get that thing out before February. I already let one week sail by because