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Friday!

I have a day to myself, huzzah!

And I have to stay determined to focus on my work because I entered a new Discord chat server which is very active and very tempting and could potentially eat my entire day.

The ribs went well. Kids loved them. I liked them. Turns out the sauce could easily be improved with a single spring onion, finely chopped.

I'm gonna do that to all of my beef roasts from now on.

For those Keto followers out there, the whole thing goes:

  • 1/2 a bottle of coconut amino soy sauce substitute
  • 1/2 bulb of garlic, freshly squeezed [that's 5-8 cloves]
  • 4 tbsp equivalents sweetener of choice [we like Stevia]
  • 1 spring onion, finely chopped

Toss all those in a small bowl and whisk/stir with a fork. Paint that onto your meat and sprinkle the surface with the chopped onion bits. Roast at 180C [app 370F] whilst covered in foil.

My household predators liked it, but my Beloved thought it was 'meh'.

Can't win 'em all, I guess.

In financial news, I'm within spitting distance of finally owning my own personal lappy. My very own thing that I do NOT have to share disk space on. I'm so close I can feel it.

[Of course, Beloved and Mayhem still collectively owe me $6K, I haven't forgotten that]

And what makes it better is that I EARNED this shit. My Steemit blog and 2K Steem turned into Bitcoin gradually got me there over the passage of some months. A lot of writing and a lot of patience paid for this.

I can be proud of myself. I made this happen. This will be the fruits of my labours.

And it's kind of awesome.

Dilly Dally

So I managed to dawdle away ONE AND A HALF HOURS this morning. I don't even know how it happened. I'm that firkin dumminz'd today.

I lie. I have my suspicions of how I did it:

  • "Just checking" on the Factorio world that my love and I are fooling around with [gotta research them all!]
  • "Just one more" video with edutainment value on YouTube
  • "Just one" little check of my favourite tags on Tumblr

You can 'just' your entire day away with

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Fudgenuts

The entry I just posted was actually meant to go up yesterday. Whoopsydoodles.

I forget the most incredibly mundane things.

But I shall make a concerned effort to remember this Wordpress Wednesday. Even though I've only the vaguest ideas concerning the topic for this week.

I'm sure I could come up with something interesting, regardless. We'll see.

I have eight minutes to finish here and maybe post another Blast From my Past. And those are going to run out soon, so my

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The Quest Begins

I have a list of publishers who will take works without agents to back them up. I'm going to look up the submission guidelines for three of them and go attempt to sell myself.

If they can handle Adapting then they can handle anything else I come out with f'r sure.

And getting something Out There might get me the representation I have been fruitlessly seeking for so very, very long.

I pretty much have to sell Adapting so I can afford

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New Limits

In a valliant effort to save my diabetic Beloved from a sugar overdose, I threw myself onto half a tub of unexploded Häagen Däazs Strawberry and Cream ice cream.

I am paying for it now.

No puffy fingers, thank goodness, but I am having an asthma flare-up that will likely end in a dose on Max. OR it's Sneezin' and Wheezin' Season and the sugar has exacerbated an attack.

::mumble:: and I gained another half a kilo or so. Whoops.

Mayhem threw

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Corner Turn

When something changes, we say that we've "turned a corner". Sometimes, it's deeper into the maze, but for me... well. I think things are looking up.

Our higher protein diet adjustment lets us have a little more freedom with the other things we have with said protein. Which means we can have the occasional treat.

Last night, it was small tubs of Häagen Däazs. The most luxurious ice cream on the market. Let me tell you, I have never tasted it before

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Oofty Goofty

So here's my morning:

  • Lie in bed until my back really complains
  • Attempt to get my work done
  • Trip over Factorio and decide to "just finish" one thing
  • Beloved shows me how to work with factory patterns
  • Whoops, it's time to go get the meat
  • Go fetch half a pig
  • Beloved mislays their wallet, forcing me (over-budget this week) to pay for it out of my hard-saved cashola
  • Promises to pay it back are briefly stalled as Beloved attempts to figure out
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Deeeeep Breath...

Today is possibly the first day where I don't have to go out and do anything or spend any money.

Well. Apart from the option of brat-fetching late in the afternoon.

My life has been turned upside-down this week because Mayhem's suspected gallstones [we still have to see whether they is or they aint] have had me all over everywhere like a mad knitter's stash.

So I forgot a few things. Didn't get around to a few things. And am madly using

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Distracted, Disorganised, Disgusted

Distracted: The Adventure Zone graphic novel has dropped, and people are sharing all kinds of shiny shit.

Disorganised: Since I'd rather look at those shiny things, I am not on my A-game. At least I posted the first Blast already.

Disgusted: Miss Chaos didn't want to be awake this AM, and decided to curl up and sleep ON THE TOILET FLOOR. Save that shit for eighteen, miss.

I gave her a rude awakening and I sincerely hope it sticks, this time. One

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Travel All Over the Countryside...

[Ask the Leylands, ask the Leylands...]

You have to be (a) Australian, and (b) a certain age to understand that joke. The Leyland Brothers was a docuseries in my youth featuring the titular brothers and their jeep adventures all over our wide brown land. To this day, I still refer to doing the royal run-around as "a Leyland's tour."

Yesterday was seeing the doctor, making appointments, and doing more shopping. The day before was seeing assorted doctors, getting scans done, and stocking

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That Went Well

Here's my yesterday:

  • Attempt to get little darlings organised and pointed at school
  • Mayhem complains of gutsache and throws up
  • Book doctor's appointment and call school for Mayhem
  • Get Chaos off to school minus hitch
  • Do a cash run
  • Have five minutes to self before running Mayhem up to the doctor's
  • Hurry up and wait
  • Get recommendation for a CT scan (!) after bounce test doesn't give encouraging results
  • Paperwork
  • Hurry home to do what work I can in the interim
  • Rush off
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Just Another Maniac Monday

Mayhem threw up. Sigh. Which means he gets a free trip to the doctor's and I get more running around than I should be due.

I don't have to do the brat run, but I do have to get cashola [and sort out my squirrelings] and some fresh veggies. And since shepherd's pie was the one thing that Mayhem didn't throw up during the week, some more of that noise.

And I'm fresh out of sheep mince. I shall have to find

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Tomorrow and Tomorrow

Tomorrow, I have to make certain my little darlings are off to their respective schools. Tomorrow, I am cleaning up the massive mess of post-shepherd's-pie and post-roast kitchen apocalypse. Tomorrow, I begin sorting out what the flakk this years' novel is about.

This is a first for me. I honestly threw B'Nar into the mix because it was another B-name planet that could be fun to play with. Welp. Now I'm about to have fun.

I stood in this swamp and now

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BEEF!

We just paddled up to the organic butcher's and got ourselves half a cow. An entire cardboard box of which is full of 500g baggies of mince.

We'll have fun gnawing that lot down to nothing. And in the meantime, we have a lot of steak and chops. And approximately seven kilos of mince. Whoops.

Given that my little darlings and I have put a dent in six kilos of chicken thighs, this past week, I don't think it's that much of

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Last of Lateness Luxury

School will be happening again on Monday. Which means I have to get my little darlings back on something resembling a schedule during this weekend.

Fun times.

I maintain the joy of slobbing around in my slobwear whenever I can, though. I anticipate getting dressed long about 2PM so I can collect Mayhem from his place of traineeship.

And after that? I dunno.

My dream self has been visiting my maternal grandfather of late. It's weird that I can remember my past

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