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SIIIIIGGGGHHHH...

Mayhem was sick, yesterday. Pointing finger aimed at a whole load of sugar over the holidays. We both decided that he would be better off going without sugar for a bit and seeing if that improved things for him.

Three guesses what Mayhem decided to do in the middle of the night?

He made the supremely "wise" decision to raid someone else's Erastide gift, and break it in the process. Without even bothering to ask if it was anyones.

WHILE THERE WAS AN ENTIRE FIRKIN BUCKET OF 'FOR GRABS' CHOCOLATE LITERALLY IN FRONT OF HIM!

His defense of grabbing the gift for himself - "I didn't know who it belonged to". His defense of leaving the 'for grabs' chocolate was identical. Just. WHY?

I'm understandably upset about this, especially since the Erastide gift in question was earmarked for MeMum. And irreplaceable until next firkin year. I'm vexed. I'm furious. I'm firkin pissed.

...and I really don't know how to handle this.

Mayhem really has a knack for helping himself without asking, and that is going to one day lead him into some mega mondo trouble. With housemates, with snugglebuddies, with friends, with... anyone he cohabits with, to be honest. Boy needs to watch himself because someone may object by breaking one of his bones.

Also - small shock that he's sick this morning. He's rang the school and made his appointment for the note and will be getting an intervention about making certain he sticks to his decisions.

Meanwhile, I have to get rattling on literally everything, including the Patreon stuff I couldn't get to yesterday.

Up and Down, Up and Down...

This week promises to suck. Not because anything else has mucked up my life, don't fret. Nope. This week sucks because...

The firkin school calendar is messy!

Some repressed lump of cartilage in the education department decided that the school year had to consist of four terms made up of ten weeks, interspersed with two-week-maximum holidays [december-january doesn't count] that are artfully arranged to match up with Xtian holiday periods despite separation of church and state...

Ev'rybody do th' hypocrisy ra-a-a-ag... Ahem.

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Returning to the Wagon

So I didn't make myself sick on sugar, but I came pretty close. Amazingly, I stayed at a steady weight despite eating two entire bars of Lindt milk chocolate, bowls of assorted small eggs, and one each from the large Whitman's Sampler. I did actually have protein, in the form of some fried chicken.

Today, though, I will probably stick to the broth. If I go near solids, then it'll either be steak or grilled chicken. I may even make a jelly.

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Happy Erastide!

It's chocolate day here in sunny rain-soaked Queensland. We have, for the little darlings and ourselves:

  • A big bucket full of small mixed chocolates
  • TWO firkin huge assortments which will be for sharesies later on
  • A mind-boggling amount of sweeties.

So yeah. Today counts as a carb feast.

Tomorrow, it shall be a supreme effort for me to ration out anything that's left over. It will be a herculean effort of will to avoid whatever's lying around, too.

Today, though, my herculean

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Five Weeks!

I just looked at my little self-memo this morning and realised... I have FIVE WEEKS left of writing this dang book.

Five weeks until I take a week (or more) off from novel writing before doing the deep dive into a trilogy. There will be world-building. There will be tears. There will be desperate attempts to get someone to consult on things I might be accidentally insensitive to.

Multiple someones would be better. The more people to let me know about unnecessary

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Nothing PLN'd

Today's a public holiday, so after the mandatory Instant, I may well disappear. Beloved may whisk me off to parts unknown and adventures unpredictable.

About all I can rely on is a piscine type dinner.

I've procrastinated a lot already. I should get a wriggle on so y'all get content, today.

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A Modestly-laid PLN

My car is ready from its rehabilitation, today. This simple O-ring replacement is going to cost over a grand. Ouch.

Like... I have that much squirrelled away, but it's putting a dent in my finances for sure. Like... half of my luxury expenses fund dent.

Oof.

Also on the menu this morrow is: Unfucking the wreckage of the three days where I was not around to prevent it, a money run to pay for same, the usual tales to tell, an uber

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Back on track?

So I've kept forgetting to make sure a blog entry is actually published. Chalk that big mistake up to travel weariness.

As Bullwinkle J. Moose said, "This time for sure!"

I'm back on to work, today, resuming the routine that keeps my equilibrium. I'm not overtly invested in working on my novel. If I write something, then I'm ahead for next week. If nothing happens - nothing happens.

I'm headed for the most tempting time of the year for Keto people -

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The day I've been dreading

Today promises to be full of the sads. Sads are definitely allowed and should not be held back on.

I will sorely miss her.

I will miss discovering new things with her, sharing obsessions with her, and occasionally plotting to take over the world with her because those who had it already were clearly doing it wrong.

I will miss her tales of the Yatla Panthers - one of the Aussie East Coast's less well-known cryptids. As well as allegedly a parent

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I'm on my way... soon

So here's the PLN:

1) Take my pills [done!]
2) Write this blog [almost there]
3) Gather all my shit into one place and start the long-arse journey to Tullagawupwup [not there at all]

I've packed most of my stuff. I've got clothes, pills, the basic tech I need to be mobile and keep y'all up with my nonsense. I made certain I have that one trinket I've been obsessing about.

...I have my hopes that the Vestigial Arsehole - aka the

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Last Day

I got some last-minute stuff to get, including some leggings to protect my shins during the autumn-winterish chill of the more southern climes, especially when it's close to beddie-byes time.

I need a power board, because nerds like us tend to use/abuse/need them as soon as they come into the house. Maybe a smallish extension cord in case the only spare plug is located under the bed or whatever.

I know I have a room with a microwave, so I

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I can do this...

I accomplished my 3K for this week, so I have today and tomorrow relatively free to be sure my assorted shit is together.

I could lay in supplies of road snacks. I could pack a suitcase. Or I could procrastinate literally everything and leave it until tomorrow.

Place your bets, folks.

I'm at least going to try and pack so I know what I need to get.

This whole thing is doing my head in.

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Gone to the Procrasti-Nation

I wasn't able to 'push' my novel's output this week. I've barely been able to line up what I'm taking.

Procrastination is happening because I don't want my friends' death to be real. I don't want things to be final. As if putting off the entire journey off is somehow going to make my friend come back and tell me that this was some kind of bad joke.

...I wanted to believe that when my Grandfather died when I was about ten.

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I am a Donkosaurus

I forgot to do my Patreon stuff, yesterday. I'm more than likely to skip out on that again today.

Today, my car is going in for a service because we suspect that it is leaking coolant. It needs an annual or semi-annual top-up of the stuff and that, apparently, is not normal.

So the PLN is to take it to the repair place today and hope they can squeeze my little car in and see if they can spot a leak. If

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Resolving Issues

So. Next week, there's going to be three days when I'm both on the road and emotionally compromised. I'm not going to be writing my novel on those days. I might not contribute to it for that entire week.

I might not be doing my daily stories. I can try, but... they just might not happen. Not for three days.

Rest assured that I am still alive and doing my best.

Daily blogs will still happen because 3AM is apparently my jam.

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