things done, dishes ignored
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thanateI have reached and passed the point where I don't even know where to start writing about what, so instead we have:
Things I might have been intending to post about, an incomplete list:
*today I have been married for 10 years. So I am not at the craftster meet-up in NC, and we are going to dinner at a restaurant that has greek food, bison burgers, and glamorous microbrew root beers. This weekend we're going to a cave, and probably mini-golf in an attempt to do fun family things. I am not particularly celebratory, but years are a thing.
*grauwulf continues to work on stabilizing his bipolar meds and we have had no further panic attack visits to urgent care. Things are trending upwards, but the roller coaster continues.
*There were ants in the bathroom two weeks ago & now my child is obsessed with bugs & comes into my room in the middle of the night to tell me that she was scared because there was a warm shape in her bed that wasn't her and was made of bugs. I eventually made her go back to her room & she opted to sleep in her chair instead of her bed. I have made her a "bug spray" that's the dregs of last year's lemon eucalyptus bug spray plus some "chamomile lavender dream spray" I had from a wonderbox package.
*I am not a movie watching person, in general; I like some visual media, but I'm quite bad at making space to sit down and watch it. But every so often I find that I am quite fond of reading other people's movie reviews. It's the gossippy plot summary thing, I think. Other people's overlays of why they like this thing that perhaps I wouldn't, but I can appreciate their enjoyment. Or existential complaints. (there are things I enjoy by complaining about them.)
*Similar fandoms also include perfume descriptions. My body chemistry is often hard on scents (I have a hand lotion that smells like marzipan in the bottle & turns to bubble gum on me, eew) and a lot of strong or complex ones can be headache inducing. But I was reminded again of the joys of BAPL descriptions by their The Singularity neural-net-derived collection, and then discovered the existence of "oakmoss" as a perfume element & went and ordered a bunch of tiny essential oil samples on the internet to see what they actually smelled like. And I find that oakmoss smells like whiskey & forest floor, blue cypress smells like catbox, and hinoki wood smells like the giftshop level at the Natural History Museum.
*After 4 tries and an accidental overwriting of the photo backup partition on my remote hard drive, my computer has now got a nice large solid state hard drive which does not make disconcerting whirring noises grauwulf identified as the previous hd scratching itself to bits. There is a vague possibility that the photos (including all the Megatherium's baby pictures) will be recoverable, but this requires a calm grauwulf with time to look.
*Washing dishes continues to be a Problem.
*Theoretically I'm going to part of a writer's retreat next weekend? But they're all organizing on google groups, and I continue not to write much of anything...
*On the theory that the only thing I can directly influence is me, I went and looked for ADD coping books at the library, and instead what they had on the shelf was something called Living with Someone who is Living with Bipolar Disorder which is actually super helpful and has chapters on exactly the kind of coaching I was looking for when I tried to go talk to a psychiatrist two and a half years ago & got someone whose idea of assigning homework was to hand me a couple Kaiser pamphlets. Also terms and definitions are good to have, although the book (which is from a decade ago) only mentioned "rapid cycling" as having 4 episodes a *year* rather than the "ultra rapid cycling" that we're currently dealing with which is... much more intense.
*I worked out the other day that on a full school week (something our county doesn't seem to believe in too consistently...) I have a maximum of 32.5 hours I'm not on Sane Adult duty, including on call while asleep. This is way less that the mythical 40 hour work week, far more than a lot of people get, and I have no idea how it weighs on my continued inability/unwillingness to make my brain write things in useful amounts again. I feel like there ought to be some kind of switch I can trip to use writing as stress relief and dishes avoidance rather than it being something I stare at wistfully from a distance, but I'm not sure how to get there.
*I'm taking "The Woods in Your Backyard" class, and I was ahead, but then I didn't manage to get out to the annex for quite some time due to various factors, and now I'm behind & still need to survey trees. Also I have yet to make it to one of the weekly chat sessions.
*I tried the Overtone "extreme green" coloring conditioner, which overcame my hair's natural desire to be red at the slightest provocation enough to leave a green-gold tinge to the paler bits of my hair. Not the deep forest green of my dreams, but I kind of like it. It's subtle and invisible in some lighting but just a little interesting. Unfortunately, the product smells of spearmint, ugh.
*I am trying to work on an "enjoy the things you have!" resolution with stuff & craft supplies. This is hard because it requires organizing the things I have so as to enjoy them, and also it hasn't warmed up enough yet that my sewing machine comes on without the nerve-wracking minutes of flickering first.
*Yesterday I found an actual live garden snail in my garden, instead of just a shell. Even iNaturalist didn't seem to know what to do with this.
Things I might have been intending to post about, an incomplete list:
*today I have been married for 10 years. So I am not at the craftster meet-up in NC, and we are going to dinner at a restaurant that has greek food, bison burgers, and glamorous microbrew root beers. This weekend we're going to a cave, and probably mini-golf in an attempt to do fun family things. I am not particularly celebratory, but years are a thing.
*grauwulf continues to work on stabilizing his bipolar meds and we have had no further panic attack visits to urgent care. Things are trending upwards, but the roller coaster continues.
*There were ants in the bathroom two weeks ago & now my child is obsessed with bugs & comes into my room in the middle of the night to tell me that she was scared because there was a warm shape in her bed that wasn't her and was made of bugs. I eventually made her go back to her room & she opted to sleep in her chair instead of her bed. I have made her a "bug spray" that's the dregs of last year's lemon eucalyptus bug spray plus some "chamomile lavender dream spray" I had from a wonderbox package.
*I am not a movie watching person, in general; I like some visual media, but I'm quite bad at making space to sit down and watch it. But every so often I find that I am quite fond of reading other people's movie reviews. It's the gossippy plot summary thing, I think. Other people's overlays of why they like this thing that perhaps I wouldn't, but I can appreciate their enjoyment. Or existential complaints. (there are things I enjoy by complaining about them.)
*Similar fandoms also include perfume descriptions. My body chemistry is often hard on scents (I have a hand lotion that smells like marzipan in the bottle & turns to bubble gum on me, eew) and a lot of strong or complex ones can be headache inducing. But I was reminded again of the joys of BAPL descriptions by their The Singularity neural-net-derived collection, and then discovered the existence of "oakmoss" as a perfume element & went and ordered a bunch of tiny essential oil samples on the internet to see what they actually smelled like. And I find that oakmoss smells like whiskey & forest floor, blue cypress smells like catbox, and hinoki wood smells like the giftshop level at the Natural History Museum.
*After 4 tries and an accidental overwriting of the photo backup partition on my remote hard drive, my computer has now got a nice large solid state hard drive which does not make disconcerting whirring noises grauwulf identified as the previous hd scratching itself to bits. There is a vague possibility that the photos (including all the Megatherium's baby pictures) will be recoverable, but this requires a calm grauwulf with time to look.
*Washing dishes continues to be a Problem.
*Theoretically I'm going to part of a writer's retreat next weekend? But they're all organizing on google groups, and I continue not to write much of anything...
*On the theory that the only thing I can directly influence is me, I went and looked for ADD coping books at the library, and instead what they had on the shelf was something called Living with Someone who is Living with Bipolar Disorder which is actually super helpful and has chapters on exactly the kind of coaching I was looking for when I tried to go talk to a psychiatrist two and a half years ago & got someone whose idea of assigning homework was to hand me a couple Kaiser pamphlets. Also terms and definitions are good to have, although the book (which is from a decade ago) only mentioned "rapid cycling" as having 4 episodes a *year* rather than the "ultra rapid cycling" that we're currently dealing with which is... much more intense.
*I worked out the other day that on a full school week (something our county doesn't seem to believe in too consistently...) I have a maximum of 32.5 hours I'm not on Sane Adult duty, including on call while asleep. This is way less that the mythical 40 hour work week, far more than a lot of people get, and I have no idea how it weighs on my continued inability/unwillingness to make my brain write things in useful amounts again. I feel like there ought to be some kind of switch I can trip to use writing as stress relief and dishes avoidance rather than it being something I stare at wistfully from a distance, but I'm not sure how to get there.
*I'm taking "The Woods in Your Backyard" class, and I was ahead, but then I didn't manage to get out to the annex for quite some time due to various factors, and now I'm behind & still need to survey trees. Also I have yet to make it to one of the weekly chat sessions.
*I tried the Overtone "extreme green" coloring conditioner, which overcame my hair's natural desire to be red at the slightest provocation enough to leave a green-gold tinge to the paler bits of my hair. Not the deep forest green of my dreams, but I kind of like it. It's subtle and invisible in some lighting but just a little interesting. Unfortunately, the product smells of spearmint, ugh.
*I am trying to work on an "enjoy the things you have!" resolution with stuff & craft supplies. This is hard because it requires organizing the things I have so as to enjoy them, and also it hasn't warmed up enough yet that my sewing machine comes on without the nerve-wracking minutes of flickering first.
*Yesterday I found an actual live garden snail in my garden, instead of just a shell. Even iNaturalist didn't seem to know what to do with this.