Fool Resistant

After surviving strep throat and a horrible double ear infection, I'm just now starting to crawl out of the exhaustion hole and find a spoon here and there.

Things I'd like to do more:
Write more here, maybe two or three times a week.
Write more fiction. Get better at it.
Do more studying-- get over my self-confidence issues about learning again. I really want to learn more coding.
Work on my sewing skills and practice more and have a better space to do that in. Draw more, ditto. Create more.
Clean my pit of a room. Minimize my possessions.

Throw things away. I'm bad at it. I need to get better.

Fix my health, as much as possible. Wasn't it Jerome who called his body "Brother Ass"... neither revered nor hated, just a partner in one's life? I need more of that kind of acceptance for myself.

Write more non-fiction. I have so many things I could work on.

Cross-posting to LJ. LJ readers, I'm really on corrvin.dreamwidth.org now.

Huge storm hit OKC area. So far, two confirmed fatalities in El Reno (to the west of OKC). Our house totally missed it other than some teeny hail, pea-sized.

Very grateful. Trouble getting cats into safe places, working on that plan for next time.

Going back to bed.

Well, I had set today aside to do some sewing, but managed to booboo the hell out of both my hands-- my cuticles are so ripped that doing any handwork is painful.

I did get some eyelets-- basically, metal hole-reinforcers for fabric, the kind that you lace up your shoes through. I'll play with those tomorrow, I bet, and it'll involve some hammering and swearing.

I'm gonna play some WoW, and then try to get to sleep by noon (HA!) and get up and maybe if I feel a little better I can do some sewing.

Work stuff is going okay, with three exceptions:
a) I'm working way long hours, which wears me out; (and yes, 9 hours 4 days a week plus a 7.5 hour day is long hours, and I just got off a 10 hour day)
b) I went in early twice this week, which means I have to get up early, and that leads to anxiety about oversleeping, and anxiety leads to nightmares which means sleeplessness which means exhaustion and bad productivity and generally feeling awful;
c) the specific hours that I work mean I go in while it's still fairly hot out (we don't lose much heat between sundown and 11pm) and by the time I leave work in the morning it's baking hot again, so my commutes are not comfortable for me. I'm ready for it to either cool down overall, so that it's under 80 during ONE of my drives, or for my hours to change. I bet fall gets here first, though.

We're under a flood advisory and a "significant weather advisory"
which I've never seen before; it appears to be the combo platter of
severe storms, flooding, hail, and I don't know what-all.

I'm at work, where we have a generator, but still watching a lot of
power flickers. I may or may not have power when we get home, so if I
don't update this later, I'm still not_ded. I'm hoping to get to
leave work (an hour) early, as it is deader than a pager in the
dishwasher, but if I get home and there's no power, I'll likely just
go to bed.

Also, for all those people who think storms are "exciting" and
"thrilling" please consider volunteering to help bring spare oxygen
tanks to people whose oxygen concentrators don't work because they're
out of power. Maybe I'm just cranky, but I think it's crass to be
loudly enthusiastic about something that puts other people in danger;
if you get a thrill out of the adrenaline, do something REALLY
exciting and help people!

This is a test of the emergency not_ded system.

In the event of fire, flood, tornadoes, earthquakes, boobquakes,
rioting in the streets, plagues (whether Biblical or non-Biblical),
snowpocalypse, gas prices going over $4/gallon, World of Warcraft
having a patch time exceeding 12 hours, or Malabrigo going on sale, I
will post to LJ as well as Facebook and let folks know that
I am still in the land of the living, so you don't have to worry.

After all, that's why I have post-by-email!

Am at home, with:

a) gummy bears
b) spotinous cat #2
c) netbook

Grim approves of the netbook because he can lie all flang out and not get in the way of my touchpad, and with his butt on one of my arms and his chin on the other.

I have finally, after many hours, found something I don't love to the point of obsession about the netbook: the dits on the F and J keys are a little small, and since the keys don't light up like my Powerbook Pro, it's a little hard to type in the dark. Oh well, I'm still MADLY in love with it.

So, I shall find breakfast soon, and then do a little reading, and try to be in bed by noon... ish. or one-ish. Whenever I feel better.

I got a couple of new bandannas and some felt to make a spare netbook cover, which I have great plans for (and will be drawing out the designs for.. well, maybe tonight).

This constitutes the full NOT DED/NOT WISHING WAS DED report.

Plans this week:

Tuesday: Church volunteering. AND SLEEP. I had a rough time of it today with some hip pain but hopefully that'll work itself out by noon so I can get a few hours.

Wednesday: Sleep, also hammering out at least 1 level on my shaman (70) and trying to work some on mage, too (64). If I can get mage to 68, it gets faster-- but that's a good 12 hours of work. I also need to do laundry and some basic housework.

Thursday: Taking the Grim to the vet to be tutored, and going to see totallywired that night.

SOMETIME SOON HOLY CRAP: Housework. Cleaning my bathroom. Sorting out at least one box in the bedroom. My place is a pit and it's making me unhappy not to have room to do creative work or anything. None of this is going to happen, though, if I don't get at least seven hours of sleep PER DAY, and along with that I really need a couple of hours to decompress, check email, and socialize with my friends. I'm not getting sleep AND social time both on any particular day so I'm pretty quickly getting sucked down into the abyss. If I can make it through tonight and tomorrow night, though, I'll have a couple of days to catch back up...

maybe.

I'm still not feeling great; the coughing until I wheeze is getting old, and my tummy is sore. At least it's sort of productive, so it should be lessening day by day.

I'm pretty tired but managed to catch up some on sleep over the weekend; I didn't get much else done, except half a load of laundry (I had to run the dryer again on my way out the door, dammit, since it didn't get the clothes I wanted to wear dry).

I dinged 70 on my shaman and 58 on my mage.

This concludes the list of accomplishments.