NocteSpiritus

Working an original piece of written fiction. It's Nano (National Novel Writing Month).

Tired. Gave myself a migraine at work because I did a stupid and had a second v8 energy drink (65g of caffeine). Now my body's wanting to sleep for a while.

Stressed and not ready for my work week to start tomorrow.

How much cleaning/moving got done at the house and how it feels like nothing got done. And how all that and current plans are due to the birth giver (and landlady) decided to stop by unannounced last Friday. Between the trip in November and Christmas, I hope to go through with the plans in a few months.

Trying to get the original work finished being plotted out before November for Nano.

How my nerves (slight anxiety) flared up a bit after getting an email for the covid procedures for an event I'm going to outta state in a few weeks. All totally understandable.

Cleaning stuff outta the house/garage and putting into a storage unit. Waiting on a box truck to do so.

Apparently the vibe of being 'spoiled' and being 'an only child'. Both of which I know you're not. Maybe it's all the hard work and MacGyvering you do.

Trying to get back into the mode of book plotting. It's the whole 'i'm stuck here, what needs to happen to get to the next spot.'

Hoarders on A/E.

Like I won't get my entire book plotted out before November 1st.

Decisions might be made in the next few days pertaining to the dog. Seizures since March/April, overall personality changes in the past month or so, and quality of life just going down hill.

And I agree with several points above: 1. You can't post something on an open forum then say you don't like what someone who doesn't agree with you posts. 2. Religion (with most people) is a hot button topic that many cannot have a civilized conversation about, so we can leave related topics/posts alone in the future. I don't believe in the bible/Christianity for many reasons I won't get into now. Yet I will have a civil conversation about any sort of religion, not just Christianity.

To find a new job. The current one is slowly killing me.

Trying to chill after getting home from work and giving the hip a rest.

banana split fluff.

Trying to chill after work (being the sole utility person on Mon and Tues sucks).

Why any sort of cleaning that pertains to anything falling at work falls to me. Someone put a container of liquid/sauce in a spot where it fell, breaking the container. The cook that was there when it happened came over (as I'm trying to organize the dish pit because no one knows how to do it themselves) and asked for a mop bucket. Like I was able to walk away for a moment. Sous chef minutes later (after 'cleaning' it himself) still asked me to mop it. Why can't whomever was there for the mess clean it? Oh, right, it's not their job. Let the sole utility person do the work when said person has other things to do.

You could say you ... get around.

Not ready to go to work tomorrow. I got in the mode of finally getting to painting my bedroom and feel like I didn't do much but I got a coat of paint on the ceiling (with a second coat due) and two coats on trimwork.

Bar Rescue

Why home improvement costs so much. So much money just to paint one room.

Mockingjay Part 2

What I should be doing is going to bed. But I'm still up due to sleep schedule from Friday being tossed out the window due to the weather and no power back until 1am.

Accomplished. Cleared out a drawer and a half of clothes I either haven't worn in a year or won't wear, semi organized the closet/part of the room, and a shelf.