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What a Day

Things to do today:

  • [ ] Go on our walk with the whole family
  • [X] This blog
  • [ ] My Instant
  • [ ] Entry for what is fast becoming my foodie blog with occasional bits of personal life in it
  • [ ] Downloading and uploading pix for said foodie blog
  • [ ] Book run for both the kids' school books
  • [ ] Shrink visit
  • [ ] School supplies run with the kids for socks, jocks, lunchbox, shoes, and a small tin of vibrantly-obvious paint [long story]
  • [ ] Tidy up a patch of house
  • [ ] At least do one load of laundry [it looks like a wonderful day for line-drying]
  • [ ] 500 words in my novel-in-progress
  • [ ] Finally start sending Kung Fu Zombies off to agents again [big nervousness, there]
  • [ ] Paint Chaos' name on her school hat [that's what the paint's for]
  • [ ] Arrange some form of dinner-food
  • [ ] Treat Chaos' hair for a newly-discovered invasion of dreaded insects

Complications involve: a Beloved with diarrhoea [they need more cauliflower, broccoli, and avocado, and they've been skipping their salty broth] who does not want to move very far out of bed, what looks to be a real scorcher brewing, and the fact that long trips still drain my spoons.

Needless to say, I will fail at doing at least one of these things and subsequently feel guilty about it.

Now for the story of the paint. I have tried and failed to label my little darlings' hats so that they don't vanish within 24 hours. Nikko pen failed. Iron-on labels failed. Sewing their names in was never an option. Fabric paint failed, as it just soaked in and never showed up, despite what they promised.

There was a time when I just purchased ten hats per kid at the beginning of the school year and hoped that they lasted until the mid-year break. And many a time I got my kids' hats back with someone else's name nikko'd in over the top.

So, in desperation, I turned to house paint. Specifically, hurt-your-eyes, brightly-coloured house paint. It goes on and stays on and absolutely NOBODY can claim that they didn't firkin see it. And even better, you can't wash it out with steel wool. It's there to firkin STAY, bitch. You can't just nikko over that noise.

It's going to be a long day. I'm going to be exhausted. And I am going to DESPISE the sprints, tomorrow.

...shit

There's certain realisations in life that don't result in swearing or tantrums. They just... defeat you. And then all you can do is mutter "...shit."

I have, some time in the past, skipped over some of my Instants in my super-mega-master-file. Which means I have to do a re-count. As soon as I locate all of said missing files and include them.

...shit.

The day I set aside for the Grand School Run is also the day I'm due to see my

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This time fer sure

(Said in the voice of Bullwinkle J. Moose) So lately, I've been Distracted. Thanks to my personal blog, my routine is thrown off and I'm forgetting things.

I can not wait for Keto to kick in with that higher brain function.

Either that, or my addled brain and disorganised thinking is permanent. Bugger. So that means routine, routine, routine for me.

We'll see.

Making a new routine for myself always has a few bumps. And writing my daily blog and forgetting to

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Mor writing! Mor work!

So let's recap:

I'm running another blog alongside my story Steemit for all things culinary, scientific, and personal that I have to keep separate from my authorial persona. I'm also running this blog for everything else and generic life updates.

So alongside my Instant, scheduling past Instants, and writing a novel, I should be writing at least one culinary thing and maybe an opinion piece in this other blog.

And I still have to do maintenance on the house, feed and groom

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Setting up and Botheration

I'm setting up an alternate account where I can talk about things that I can't really talk about here. Of course I won't be linking to it, because it will give things away that I have to protect.

When I get back to my Shrink [I have a Shrink, now!] I'll tell them, but otherwise, it's between Beloved and I and whomsoever finds me to follow.

And because this is my first sort-of-persona, I'm still nervy about letting my ugly mug be

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Bug'rem bug'rit...

State of affairs: One out of three scheduled posts happened as I think I scheduled them. The others, set allegedly two hours apart, didn't. And that scheduled post happened seven hours ago, now.

Fun times.

I'm just going to let those other two go, for the majority of today, because today is all about Chaos' Adventures at the Orthodontist. Yes, today Miss Chaos is getting Government Brackets for her skewed teeth. I'll probably have to shell out some kind of cash and

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Ok let's get this sorted

I've scheduled my posts on Steemit again, with the goal to making earlier and earlier story posts. As near as I can figure, the Rules for the scheduler go thusly:

  • You are not allowed to post close to the current time of day
  • The soonest you can post is an hour past the next hour to come by
  • You can only post two hours apart
  • It is and forever shall be on US time

With all that in mind, it was in

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Addendum

To market, to market, almost too late.

The thing about markets is, they have what you might call weird hours. You have to get there early to get the good stuff. We arrived maybe half an hour before they were due to close, so we had just enough time to noodle around everywhere and see what was what.

I can get pure cotton clothes that come in sizes for Real People(tm). Huzzah. As long as I don't mind them in neo-hippie

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Educational Moment

I like learning new things. And since I'm turning forty-five this year, that means that I'm well beyond Douglas Adams' statement that anything invented after I'm thirty-five is strange and scary. I'm one of those annoying people who act like a new thing should have always been like that.

Just ask Beloved. I'm always unimpressed by their programming of a new thing. No "yes, this is just what I wanted." It's all "why didn't they do this earlier?" Much frustrate. Very wearing.

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Progress?

MeMum asked me about the ins and outs of Keto or LCHF, this morning. For her doctor to read. And I am glad to provide any information about it at all.

Not only am I a writer who does research for fun, but I am also a nerd who loves sciencey things.

I admit. I am neither a doctor nor a dietician, but I have listened to enough of them to get the basic gist of how ketogenics works, and retell that

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How do I deal?

I managed to scare my mother with the threat of science. And when MeMum gets scared, she gets hostile. And since I don't want her to shut me down entirely, I must relent.

I have to maintain the avenues of communication.

I have to be the one making the tough decisions when those decisions are out of MeMum's reach. And that's a possibility that I didn't want to be looming, just yet.

And once Mum's put her foot down about a thing,

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Unexpected Improvements

What I learned to expect from doing a LCHF diet was a general improvement to my health. What I didn't expect was a reversal of ageing indicators. I already mentioned in an earlier blog how my knees have come to function more properly than they have in two decades.

So along with the arthritis reversal, we've also noted: a slowing down and an ebbing of unwanted facial hair, a general improvement in skin conditions, stubble where there once was balding, an increase

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Hidden Toxins

Okay. Now I'm pissed off. Beloved and I, and the mother-in-law, have discovered by complete accident that there's one place they put sugar, and you'd never suspect it at all.

Table salt.

It seems impossible. How can they add sugar to salt, right? You'd notice, wouldn't you. Well. Not so much.

Rewind to yesterday, we were having what we thought of as a nice, keto friendly broth and veg, and everything seemed to be fine. Until Beloved took their blood sugar reading

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New Starts All Over

I bullied my beloved into going for a walk in last evening. Turns out that I'm still tasty to mosquitoes despite my daily dose of vegemite soup with extra salt.

Yes. On LCHF, vegemite soup is not salty enough.

And this morning, we went on our walk before the heat kicked in for the day. Allegedly. The sun was sharp, the walk was hot. We went for the 'figure eight' around both blocks and I managed to keep pace with my love

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