05-17-2020, 05:38 AM
day 60: got some decent sleep without the aid of a nitecap or melatonin. went down early around 10, wokr around 1 for a moment, then slept until 5. now i'm still in bed, listening to the rain against my window. it's reminding me of this time last year when there was a crazy rainstorm during tcec & kftcd and our dragon crew outpost got flooded. i'm so glad that the physical reaction to getting let go has subsided. that was rough. i still get adrenaline surges and brain circus issues, but not as traumatically as a few days ago. stacy says it'll probably come and go in waves. i suspect she's right but right now, the seas are calm-ish.
today is laundry. there's also cleaning. that's a huge project that makes me depressed. i'm obligated to clean out my desk at work, which is a major task, so the notion of more cleaning here in my man cave is even more depressing. but it needs to be done. i need to organize and prepare.
i'll probably shore up my writings from yesterday and maybe even start uploading them. for kfm, patrick used to do the uploading. i have to take that over now. it's a clunky program, built especially for kfm by some friends of a former it, and there's a ton of workarounds that patrick sorted to make it go, but i'm not planning to get as fancy as he did. if tc wants that, they can bring patrick back. i'm keeping it simple.
whatever is living in our attic is terribly noisy scurrying about. it's probably squirrels.
i should try to get some moe sleep while it's still dark.
today is laundry. there's also cleaning. that's a huge project that makes me depressed. i'm obligated to clean out my desk at work, which is a major task, so the notion of more cleaning here in my man cave is even more depressing. but it needs to be done. i need to organize and prepare.
i'll probably shore up my writings from yesterday and maybe even start uploading them. for kfm, patrick used to do the uploading. i have to take that over now. it's a clunky program, built especially for kfm by some friends of a former it, and there's a ton of workarounds that patrick sorted to make it go, but i'm not planning to get as fancy as he did. if tc wants that, they can bring patrick back. i'm keeping it simple.
whatever is living in our attic is terribly noisy scurrying about. it's probably squirrels.
i should try to get some moe sleep while it's still dark.
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