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Nov. 19th, 2014 10:09 am
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Since I signed up for the most recent multi-fandom friending meme, I thought I should write a little introduction to myself, just in case anyone pops over here from there.

Note 25 Sept 2015: I'm dealing with breast cancer right now, and I talk about it uncut. I'm doing well and not in any danger, but I know that many people would rather not read about it. I should be past everything but the tamoxifen by the end of this year.

Bits and pieces about me. Possibly more than you ever wanted to know. )

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I mirror at least 95% of my content on LJ and DW. Read where you're most comfortable.

My friending policy is pretty open. If you want to read my journal, go ahead. I won't mind. I don't automatically read in return. I used to, but my time's a little more limited now than it was then. If you feel like dropping me a comment to let me know why you friended me, I'd appreciate it. Sometimes I have no idea at all and wonder.

If I'm reading you, I'm interested in something that's in your journal. I don't expect to be read in return but certainly won't mind if I am. I know that I have more time for reading online than most people do, and I know that my entries about my every day life, parenting, chores, etc. aren't of much interest to most people. That's all fine.

I don't lock very much. Right now, it's just an occasional post about my adolescent daughter. She's embarrassed by me talking about her online, so this is a compromise. My book logging, DVD logging and fic announcements will always be unlocked.

Also, if you stop reading my journal, feel free to take me off your list. I won't be upset. (Though if I think we know each other well or if we're acquainted offline, I may inquire as to why.) I may or may not stop reading you in response. It will depend on what sort of content you post and whether or not you lock most of of it.

I don't post fics on LJ or DW. I don't post fic fragments on LJ or DW. My fic can be found at my website or at AO3 ([archiveofourown.org profile] the_rck) or, for those things not explicit, at fanfiction.net as therck. I mostly write for Weiss Kreuz and The Chronicles of Narnia, but I've written a fic or two in a wide variety of fandoms for various exchanges.

I don't often use cut tags. Mostly, I use them for lists where I think people will only be interested in some items and for discussions of writing that go more than a paragraph or two or that have details that I think might bother some readers.
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UHS offered me two options: 2:15 which conflicts with Cordelia’s 2:30 PT appointment and 4:00 which is just barely possible if Scott actually gets off work on time. PT ends at 3:30, and it’s a ten to fifteen minute drive to UHS from the PT place at that time of day. I texted Scott, and he said he’s pretty sure he can get out of work on time. I worry because that hasn’t always been a reliable thing, but he’s more assertive about necessity for such things when it’s for me or Cordelia, so I’m giving it about a 90% chance. It’s about twenty miles for him to get back from work, so 3:30 is a likely arrival time if he leaves at 3:00.

Okay, I’m going to drink a lot of water and then lie down and listen to audiobooks for a while.
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The timing on this back thing is really pretty terrible. I’ve found three things that help at all: lying flat on my back, alcohol, and a heating pad applied to exactly the right place. All three of those remedies are very temporary, and all have drawbacks. The heating pad is unpleasant given my general state of being overheated (I’ve been applying cold packs to other parts of my body, and I’ve got the ceiling fan going). Alcohol also makes me feel overheated, like the temperature in here has gone up at least fifteen degrees. Lying flat means about all I can do is listen to audiobooks. I’ve got a lot of those on my laptop, but I want to do other things.

I suspect that sitting in the living room might be better for me than sitting or reclining in bed, but of all things, the access to electrical outlets is the deciding factor. I can only plug in the heating pad out there if I unplug something else, and the powerstrip is on the floor, so swapping plugs is agony even when I’m feeling my current best.

In a little bit, I’ll call UHS to see if they can get me in today. I need approximately an hour to get there by cab (most of that is wiggle room for the cab to arrive. The actual drive is under ten minutes), and I need to be home by 2:00, so timing is difficult. I kind of suspect that there won’t be much that anyone can do, medication wise, but there might be some stretches or something else PT-ish.

I’ve put myself on hiatus in Habitica until my back is better. I just can’t manage everything right now. I thought about simply deactivating the dailies that are currently physically impossible, but that would remove a lot of them.

Feedly updated again last night and still doesn’t work. I’m more than a little ticked about that given that I’ll be out of the house some today. Reading those blog posts fills some time.

I wrote about 2600 words last night, and about a third of that was my thing with a deadline. I still don’t have the character voice the way I want it, but whatever. Get the words down then edit and edit and edit.
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Cordelia stopped using crutches entirely over the weekend. Today, she’s trying school in a light knee brace. She carried all of her things to school and didn’t want me along.

That last was just as well because my back spasmed last night and is still giving me huge problems when I move. I can sit as long as I sit still. I can lie down as long as I don’t change position much. It’s going to make the various household chores I want to get done today problematic. Right now, I’m applying heat to see if that will loosen things enough for me to do anything. It’s the muscles in my lower back, the ones just at and above my pelvis. When I stand up from sitting or lying down, when I sit down, when I turn over in bed, when I bend at all, that area hurts at about a 7 on the pain scale.

Last night, while I was showering, my right hand got so painful that I couldn’t move it at all. I’d call it an 8 or a 9 on the pain scale. It was better if I didn’t so much as wiggle my fingers. That made the process of drying off… interesting. I thought I was going to have to yell for Scott to come help me. My left hand hurt more than usual then, too. I couldn’t even put lotion on my leg without agony. I thought I should be able to because I could just use my fingers and not my thumb and because I had my heavy braces on.

The combination of the hands and the back has me wondering if I did something full body stupid. I can’t think what apart from, you know, taking Tamoxifen.

Feedly, one of the apps I use most on my phone, updated last night and now no longer works at all. Well, I can see that there are articles waiting for me to read them and what the titles and sites involved are. I just can’t open them at all no matter what avenues I try, including forcing the app to quit and restarting it.

We got bubble tea yesterday after our library trip. That was a nice treat. I miss having it weekly, but it is expensive. I’m pretty sure the price has gone up since we were last in there.

I wrote almost 1300 words last night. Sadly, none of them were for the thing with a deadline (though I just now added a sentence to that). I’m having trouble finding the character voice for that because I’m trying to write a character I don’t sympathize with at all. There’s just not much beyond cardboard cutout for the character in canon. I suppose that adding depth to the character that isn’t in canon isn’t a terrible thing. I just worry that it may not be what my recipient wants.
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We didn’t end up going to the mall yesterday. Instead, we went to Barnes & Noble. Cordelia used Scott’s phone (I think she forgot hers) to take pictures of Funko Pop figures she wanted to add to her wishlist, and we bought her a Firestorm figure.

We stopped at Plum Market on the way home because Cordelia was thirsty. Scott had been wanting to go to Orange Leaf for frozen yogurt, but Cordelia said she didn’t want that, just something to drink. I was hoping we could find something lemonade-ish, but we didn’t find anything of the sort being sold in an individual serving size.

I’ve written less than half as many words in March as I did in either February or January. I’m a bit disappointed about that, but I’m not going to wreck myself trying to crank out thousands more words. I wrote a bit over 1000 words yesterday, so it’s still possible that I’ll manage a good bit more by the end of the week, but who knows? There were a lot of days this month when I wrote nothing at all.

I’ve put my Small Fandom Bang fic in a saved draft on AO3. That means I’ll be able to post it very rapidly when it’s time. April doesn’t look like it will have a lot of things happening that would make posting difficult for me, but I had time yesterday to work on it, so I thought getting it done then was wise. Life happens. I don’t know what posting dates I’ll ask for. I’m waiting to hear from my artist because, at the artist check in, they were just starting on the art for the story. I figure that the posting date should be up to them.

I have several open tabs of things I want to read or watch. I just keep feeling that I don’t have the mental wherewithal to deal with those things. I also want to donate to the local food bank while they have a matching donor. That only runs through the end of the month, so I really need to get moving.

I have one graphic novel that I want to either finish or to read enough of to know I don’t want to finish it. That’s due back at the library today, so I’m going to work on that after I post this. It’s a 3-in-1 manga volume, so it will take me more time than I’m used to allocating for such things. I would like to read and return more books than just that, but I’m not sure I’ll have time. I’ve got two relatively short graphic novels due next Saturday that can’t be renewed, so I suppose they’re next in line.
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I have signed up for Camp NaNo. I haven’t done anything with regard to cabins at this point, and I may not. I don’t know. My goal is 25000 words which will definitely include finishing my current exchange fic. I’m not sure what else I’ll end up working on.

Talking about possible stories for WIP Big Bang )

I’m also considering Night on Fic Mountain which is a small fandom fic exchange. My main hesitation is that I’m not particularly enthusiastic about writing anything in the current tag set except the things I nominated.
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Scott and I picked up food at the Syrian place yesterday. We spent a lot on it, but I’ve gotten three meals out of it, and Cordelia has gotten two. Scott has had one or two. We still have a little food left, and I’ll probably eat that for lunch before we go out.

I want to make soup today or tomorrow. We have a lot of turkey that could work there, but I need Scott to pick up some broth and some frozen veggies that will work. I don’t know if I can make something Cordelia will eat, though.

Scott promised Cordelia a visit to the mall today with me along to make it a full family outing. I’m iffy about it because of my difficulties with walking. It’s not just the tendinitis; I’m having ankle problems right at the moment with my left ankle feeling like something’s wrong in how it compresses when I put weight on it.

Scott and I spent some time last night trying to narrow down options for a character for me to play in the new game he’s thinking to start. I’ve got a pretty clear concept. It’s mainly that the system he wants to use is difficult. He adores it, but it’s kind of rigid in ways that make me long to break it. There’s also a minor problem in terms of me wanting to play an older character who has a long history of being really good at what she does. She’s not really a starting character, and I have to figure out how to approximate what I want with a starting character.
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I have been exhausted and headachy all day. I lay down from about 9:30 until about 11:30, but I didn’t manage to sleep. Right now, I’m drinking a cherry coke and sitting in bed with the lights very dim and a shoulder throw electric blanket (borrowed from Cordelia) on the back of my neck and across my shoulders. The prolonged, very focused heat is helping a lot. I think that I might actually be able to sleep now, but I would like to manage to stay awake and get things done.

Scott is currently out, taking Cordelia and her best friend off for their weekly gathering of friends. The movie of the week is Ponyo.

I think Scott’s disappointed that I wasn’t awake and doing things with him all day while Cordelia was at school and probably won’t be this evening while she’s out. We almost never get time alone in the house. Of course, from my point of view, Friday is the absolute worst day for anything requiring being able to think or being able to deal with noise or bright lights or… yeah.

I’m kind of terrified that this may be a long term thing and get worse next year due to Cordelia needing to get up before Scott leaves for work. Getting up with Cordelia wouldn’t be such a big deal if it was even occasionally feasible to nap later in the day or to go to bed at 8:00 or 9:00.
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Tuesday evening, I added about 600 words to my Small Fandom Big Bang story while editing. I may end up adding more because there’s at least one bit left that I need to expand.

I had reflux issues last night when I went to bed. I’m pretty sure that they were largely anxiety related. Sadly, I didn’t twig to that until after I had taken antacids, so I had to wait to take an Ativan. Once I did, I was able to sleep, but I lost two or three hours, so I’m pretty wiped out. It also means I woke with a headache that took hours to get rid of. That took both Amerge and metapropronol (sp?).

At this point, I’m on the verge of falling asleep, and I’m not sure I can stay up long enough to get dinner. It’s only 5:30.
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I gave three books to Cordelia’s English/social studies teacher today. Two of them are hardcover books on the Presidents of the U.S. up through Obama. The eighth graders study U.S. history, so those are likely to be useful to have. I also gave her a library bound copy of Journey to Topaz which is a novel about the Japanese internment during WWII from the point of view of an eleven year old girl. The author based it on her own experiences, so there’s a lot of solid details to make the book feel real to kids. The eighth grade curriculum has a focus on 'genocide literature' and includes the internment under that umbrella.

All three books were in extremely good condition.

I’ve given several books to the librarian for evaluation as to whether or not they’re useful for the collection. The two Dork Diaries books are pretty likely to end up in the collection. The three Miss Bianca books are iffier. They’re pretty pristine hardcovers (book club editions from around 1990, I think), but I’m not sure if kids these days are interested. It’s hard to tell. Pretty books are more likely to circulate, and these are.

Anybody reading this have a child or know one who might be interested in a Backyardigans CD? I’ve got a copy of Born to Play that I’ve just finished listening to to make sure it plays. It sounds fine all the way through.

I’ve been testing Cordelia’s old CDs and seeing whether or not I can get the scratches out of the ones that won’t play. I’m only willing to trying grinding the scratches off twice because the thing we have is manually operated and kind of tiring to use. (We tried an electronic one once. It didn’t work well, died fast, and Scott lost the instructions.) Those that don’t become playable after that are going into the trash.

We’ve got about twenty empty CD jewel cases. None of us have any idea where those CDs could have gone. They’re not in the basement. They’re not in Cordelia’s room. They’re not with my CD collection or in any of the carrying books we’ve got. I can’t imagine that that many CDs are really lurking under couches (I’ve checked) or got thrown out accidentally, so I assume there’s a cache of some sort somewhere in the house. I’ve been keeping my eyes open for about three years, however, and haven’t found them yet. I’m getting tired of keeping the jewel cases, though, as they take up a lot of room.

Would it be terrible to just throw out the CDs Scott’s parents have made and given us of inspirational sermons? None of us have ever listened to any of them, and I don’t expect we ever will. I don’t know. Maybe Scott’s sister’s SIL might know someone who would want them. She works for a church of the same denomination as the one Scott’s parents attend. I was wanting to email her anyway to find out if there’s a place I can donate those cotton rag socks.
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The sleep disorders clinic just called to reschedule the appointment Scott had the day after tomorrow. He had scheduled a vacation day for it, and I’m not sure he can cancel that so that he can actually go to an appointment on a different day, not this late in the game anyway. They want him to come in in July instead which is a terrible time of year for him to try to get time off of work. I know he’s stretched kind of thin in terms of vacation time (sick time isn’t an option. He get two days every six months).

The PT appointment left Cordelia kind of freaked out because the guy we saw was very concerned— He thinks her kneecap is in the wrong place and told us that the x-rays show a fundamental problem with how the bones in her leg fit together. There isn’t a proper slot for her patella, so it’s likely to keep dislocating. I didn’t ask him if that is something that surgery could address because I didn’t want to scare Cordelia any more than she already was.

He wants her to use the big brace as little as possible and to try to do without the crutches when she’s at home. He gave her two exercises which are aimed at working on being able to bend that leg again, but he mentioned that, given where the patella currently is, full motion may not be possible. He did say that a big part of the problem is muscle tension pulling things out of place and holding them there, that it’s her body trying to protect things and making them worse.

Scott ordered carry out from Gourmet Garden as a treat for Cordelia. Sadly, the entrees that we got were either terrible or things I can’t eat (due to egg mixed in). Scott and Cordelia tried moo shu chicken and got chicken fried rice as a fallback for if Cordelia hated the moo shu. We also got ginger chicken with string beans and eggplant with garlic sauce. I tasted neither ginger nor garlic in any bit of either. I’ll eat the leftovers, but I’m never ordering either dish there again.

They’ve cut their menu to the bone and don’t provide any sort of description of the dishes/ingredients in the carry out menu or online menu (I don’t know about the in restaurant menu). They don’t even mark the spicy dishes. I need to avoid peanuts, walnuts, eggs, and peppers of all sorts. I know that they put scrambled egg in all of their noodle dishes and, of course, their fried rice. They’ve never been good about leaving things out when we ask.

We got terrible food from them the last time we ordered there, so I didn’t want to get food there last night. The problem is that we don’t actually have any other places we’re comfortable with for Chinese carry out (Scott does not want to experiment on these occasions). I would prefer Lucky Kitchen, but Cordelia has decided that they’re beyond terrible.

At any rate, I guess next time we get food for dinner there, I’m going entirely with appetizers. Those tasted okay. None of them were even remotely healthy, but they were moderately decent tasting representatives of their types. I’d have liked them better if they hadn’t all been sort of sweet. A sweet spring roll or pork dumpling is just… not quite right.

We watched The Flash last night to see the musical crossover. It was okay but really not, IMO, more than that. A couple of the songs were fun (I started laughing when the fathers started singing that song from Guys and Dolls).
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::sighs:: It finally occurred to me that, if I’m anxious enough that I can’t look at my email, I probably need an Ativan. I’m pretty sure that this is anxiety about Cordelia’s appointment, both how it will go and whether or not Scott will get off work in time.

I’ve got the towels upstairs and folded. I’ve run the dishwasher but still need to empty it. The recycling is at the curb, but I still need to take the trash out. I have beta comments on my Small Fandom Big Bang story and need to start addressing them.

I pulled another small box full of books to get rid of. I’m dithering about some sets of mysteries that I haven’t felt any impulse to reread in more than fifteen years but that I used to reread. They’re mostly quite old and not things I could get from the library without resorting to interlibrary loan which… Well, none of them are worth that effort. I have space to keep them, and it’s not like we have any expectation of moving any time in the next decade, but is there any reason to keep them? I can’t imagine that Cordelia’s going to have any interest, and I’m not interested in keeping such things around on the off chance that someday she has a child who might be interested.

I have a lot of mysteries by Dell Shannon/Elizabeth Linington/Leslie Egan, for example, and haven’t opened one in years and years. I have a lot of Marian Babson mysteries, but those vary wildly in terms of the likelihood that I’ll ever touch them again. There’s a reasonable chance that I’ll reread the funny ones, but the grim ones… not nearly so likely. And none of these are things where just looking at the book on the shelf brings back memories. I think that’s worth keeping books for, as long as I have the space.

And what about series that I started reading years ago and bought two or three volumes past what I actually read and probably won’t ever read them? I can think of three of those off the top of my head. I don’t own complete sets of any of them.
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Yesterday and this morning, I added a round the block loop to my walk home after dropping Cordelia off at school. I’m not sure it’s wise because it makes my heel hurt ever so much more, but it feels so good to be moving around. Also, right now, the temperatures are at a point where I can walk outside without overheating horribly. It’s still strange to want to walk outside in short sleeves with no coat when it’s cold enough that I can see my breath, but apparently, that’s my life now.

I put my jacket on for about the last ten minutes of my walk and had worn it for the five minutes Cordelia and I took to get to the school, but I didn’t wear it in between. My arms got a little chilly, but, bar my face and ears, the rest of me was too warm. Well, my lungs also complained a bit. It wasn’t quite cold enough to set off my asthma, but it was cold enough for my lungs to hint that they’d be much happier if I was breathing warmer air.

Now, I’m picturing myself wearing a t-shirt and carrying my jacket while walking along with a big scarf wrapped around my face. I’d look beyond ridiculous. Especially since my scarf is longer than I am tall, twice as wide as it needs to be, and in a rainbow of pastel colors (I knit it myself about twenty years ago and kept going until I ran out of yarn).

My hands have been giving me a lot of trouble the past few days. By the time Scott got home yesterday, I needed to break out the big braces, the ones that I really can’t move much at all in. Those make my shoulders hurt because almost anything I do with my hands with them on has to come from the shoulders.

I washed two loads of laundry yesterday, dried three, and put away one. The towels are still in the dryer, and I’m not willing to try to figure out where Cordelia wants her clothes.

I baked a cake from mix. I didn’t frost it because Cordelia and I both prefer that and because Scott bought the mix but not frosting. I had told Scott to buy something in that direction if there was anything on sale, and he came home with a key lime cake mix. It’s a pale green that kind looks wrong. Cordelia has declared it disgusting but still ate all of the piece she took.

I weeded a small box worth of books from the shelves downstairs (paperbacks, St-Z). They’re all things I know I’m never going to read again, and a few of them are things I would be afraid to read again because I suspect the Suck Fairy and her kin have been to visit since the mid-1980s. I’m also pulling anything that I look at and can’t remember the plot. I must have liked those to have kept them, but I’ve got about a thousand books on my list of things I want to get from the library. I’m not going to reread those. I will likely weed more today.

Cordelia’s first PT appointment is at 4:30 today. I’m hoping that the therapist can help her be less worried about things like her knee going out if she’s not wearing a brace and rolls over in bed.

Before Cordelia gets out of school, I want to get the trash out. I’m going to wear the heavy duty braces for that and for retrieving the towels in the hope that I won’t need them in the evening.
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I’m currently trying to decide whether or not I need to arrange to have one of Cordelia’s friends come home with her after school on Thursday. I have an appointment downtown at 2:00. Cordelia gets out of school at 3:03. The appointment is scheduled to end at 2:30 but only if it starts on time. It’s unlikely to start more than fifteen minutes late, and I have a ride home, but… Getting out of there at 2:45 cuts it tighter than I like. If I’m not there and I haven’t arranged for someone else to be, Cordelia won’t be able to get her things home.

My chores for today are baking bread (bread machine) and dealing with some laundry. The ingredients are in the machine for the bread. The book of recipes had a marker at the Boston brown bread recipe, and we had the ingredients, so that’s what I made. There’s a load of laundry waiting to go downstairs and a load in the washer and one in the dryer.

I also need to deal with paying some bills and submitting claims for reimbursement to our insurance. That’s going to require a bit of searching for paperwork because I’ve been bad about keeping it all in one place. I think I need to ask Scott to buy me one of the fancy plastic folder/envelope thingies he uses for our financial records.

I’d like to spend some time looking at my books downstairs to see if any of them can go to the school’s upcoming book sale. I’m sure some can. There are a lot of things down there that I’m absolutely never going to reread. Some of those, I want to keep anyway because of the memories when I look at them or because they’re classics that I feel like I should own or non-fiction that I might want for reference at some point.

I’ve actually finished all of the CDs I got from the library yesterday. Usually, it takes me longer, but there were several I didn’t enjoy enough to listen to the whole thing. If I’m willing to leave the CD playing while I go to change over laundry or whatever, it’s a strong sign that I’m not actually enjoying what I’m listening to. It’s a balance because I’m trying a lot of different things in the hope of learning to appreciate a broader range of music. That requires persisting even with things that are not quite my thing. It’s kind of hard to tell the difference between something that I don’t like yet but might and something that I’m never, ever going to enjoy.

Ah, well. I’ve got a lot of DVDs— another lecture course, season three of Murder She Wrote, and some old movie that sounded interesting. The lecture course will run twelve hours. Murder She Wrote will likely run twice that (I’m not sure how many episodes there are, but previous seasons have had four per DVD, and there are six DVDs).
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Is anyone considering doing Camp NaNoWriMo? I’m thinking about it, but I’m only really interested if I can do it with some folks I know. I don’t really find NaNoWriMo goals particularly helpful in a vacuum, but I do find communities helpful. I’m just not certain that joining a cabin with random strangers will be useful in the same way. It might be, but it might also just be stress that keeps me from writing at all.

If I do it, I’ll probably set a goal of about 25000 words for April. That’s a stretch for me but still within the realm of the possible as long as the month doesn’t go sideways the way March has.
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Last night, Scott watched The Fellowship of the Ring while I was in the room. I looked up at one point and started yelling at the TV because Gandalf was smoking and drinking in an archive. He was also throwing those irreplaceable manuscripts around in ways guaranteed to damage them. I haven’t worked in a library for seventeen years, but apparently I still react badly to preservation threats.

I slept late this morning. It was past 11 when I dragged myself out of bed. I’d been awake, off and on, since a bit after 8:00. I was just so very, very tired (still am, actually). I can’t seem to nap, and caffeine isn’t helping, so I’m not sure what to do.

The current plan is for Scott to go and get his hair cut. After he gets back, we’ll go to the library. We don’t currently have any other plans. I probably should bake bread. We have enough left to do lunches for tomorrow but will need more after that. I want to change our sheets, but I think I will need help with the fitted sheet because my hands have been complaining a lot. I’m going to save doing more laundry until tomorrow.

I have a couple of vague ideas for possible starting points for my Fandom5K story, but I’m not sure if either will work. I guess I’ll spin out a few sentences for each and see if any of them open up the way I need them to.

I posted another chapter of We Are Where We Began yesterday. That makes eight chapters, and it’s still not done. I don’t know how it’s going to end, either, so I think the ending will probably surprise me. I also posted a smutty non-con scene with warnings out the wazoo that’s part of the House of Sulfur and Mercury set but that’s not plot relevant. It’s gotten 67 hits (a lot for the size of the fandom) but no kudos or comments. I’m not sure if that’s because it’s bad or because kinky PWP non-con in a miniscule fandom doesn’t get such responses. I have the impression that a lot of people don’t want to attach their names to feedback for such things.

I really need to spend some time updating my website. I haven’t done that since before the cancer, so I think the last thing I put up there was Yuletide 2014. I’ve written and posted fifteen stories since then. Nine of those are probably safe for posting at FFnet, but I’m even less likely to get around to doing that.
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And we have more snow today. There’s not a lot of it, just enough to coat everything. At least, Cordelia doesn’t need to walk to school today. If there’s ice on the sidewalks, it mostly shouldn’t affect her.

Cordelia was out for about four hours last night. She says they only watched about half an hour of the movie (the Studio Ghibli Earthsea adaptation) because it was boring. There were only three of them there because the others all had scheduling conflicts. Well, no. One of the girls had to stay home because her parents were worried that the (small amount of) snow would combine badly with drunk drivers due to St Patrick’s Day.

I haven’t made any progress on my Fandom5K story this week, and I’m starting to worry. I know I have enough time to do it; I just can’t seem to focus and find a way into the story.

I’ve been using loops of duct tape, sticky side out, to hold my laptop on place on the old stand. That’s actually working well enough that I’m not going to keep looking for a replacement. Everything I looked at was focused on the ergonomics of viewing rather than the ergonomics of typing, and I am vastly more interested in the typing side.

I tried to nap this morning but couldn’t get my mind to shut down. I was completely relaxed physically, though, so maybe those two hours weren’t entirely wasted.

Cordelia has gone to see Beauty and the Beast with her friends. Scott is going to drop them off and go do the grocery shopping nearby. It means he probably won’t pick up my prescription today, but I’ve got enough left to get through tomorrow, so that should be okay.
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I feel like I did a lot of household chores yesterday, but when I list what I did, it doesn’t seem like much at all because nothing on the list took me more than five minutes at a time. Of course, by evening, I was nodding off.

I pulled some ancient food out of the fridge and tossed it. I filled, ran, and emptied the dishwasher. I took some books down to the basement and shelved about a third of them. I watered our Christmas cactus. I moved a bunch of junk out of the living room so that the cleaning lady would be able to mop. I took out the very stinky trash that resulted from the kitchen cleaning.

We ended up with pizza last night because that seemed easier than trying to cook when we had to have the girls ready to leave for the school at 6:10 (to be there by 6:15). Scott pulled me aside and asked if we were expected to go because he wasn’t sure if Cordelia was in the play or working on it in some way. I really think he wouldn’t have missed her staying at school until 5:00 most days the last couple of weeks, but he was afraid he had.

There’s very little ice left on the sidewalk between here and the school, and it’s enough warmer now that I took the long way home. My Achille’s tendon didn’t like it much, but mostly, it hurts while I’m walking and not when I’m resting.

I’m not sure if it was the bacon on my pizza or if it was that I had chocolate around 8 p.m. (which I really shouldn’t have), but I had some reflux trouble last night. Possibly, it was the combination. I don’t know. That means I’m low on sleep. My current plan is to lie down after I call in a prescription refill and post this.
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There was more ice on the way to school today, but it was a little bit patchy and so not quite as dangerous. It was at least very clearly visible. It was less cold today than yesterday but still colder than I like. The difference in temperature meant that my hands didn’t get cold (though my face still got cold enough to hurt) even without gloves. The thing about not needing gloves is really, really weird, and I’m pretty sure it’s entirely due to the Tamoxifen.

Tonight, the drama club is performing their play. Cordelia plans to go because some of her friends are in the drama club. Her best friend is coming over after school, and they will walk over there together. Cordelia vetoed the idea of me going with her. I’m still going to have to go to the school to get Cordelia because she can’t really deal with her backpack with her winter coat. It slips every ten steps or so, and she has to stop to pull it back up.

I’ll have to figure out what to feed the girls. I’m not sure when they need to leave, and that will definitely be a factor.

I don’t know yet if I’ll manage to stay awake this morning. I’m not sure if I should even try. I need to do some tidying before the cleaning lady comes, and it’s easier for me to do that in small bits. I also want to clean out the fridge and take out the resulting trash. The drawback of that is that I can’t put a new bag in place without hurting myself.

I don’t have any books due this weekend that I can’t renew, but I do have several that I’ve renewed more than once. I’m going to work on those if I can find the brain power for it. I’ve got the book I’ve renewed three times sitting beside me and looking at me reproachfully. I’ve got two books that I’ve renewed twice, one that I’ve renewed once, and a short graphic novel that I haven’t yet renewed at all. Part of me thinks I should just knock out the graphic novel since it will take the least time.
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It was very cold this morning, cold enough that I wasn’t willing to go a few yards out of my way to hack a portal on the way home. I wore my scarf and was very glad to have it. It was cold enough that the school let the kids inside to wait for the bell, something they very rarely do. It’s ten degrees warmer now, so I hacked a portal on the way to the school to pick Cordelia up.

There was only one large icy patch between here and the school. It ran a couple of yards, so I’m not sure I should call it large, but it covered the sidewalk from one edge to the other. On the way home, there was a fair amount of slush and puddles, so I’m a bit worried there will be more ice tomorrow. We’ve got about two and a half more hours of light, so some of it will dry up, but I worry that things will be nasty in the morning.

Scott went out to get pie last night at about 7:30 and ended up with a frozen French silk pie. He hadn’t thought things through well enough to realize that there wouldn’t be any pie left in the bakery section at the grocery store, and he wanted to be home in time to watch The Flash, so he couldn’t keep looking. I gave him the library bag just in case he had time to drop the books off, but he didn’t end up having time. At least he can drop the stuff off on his way home.

I napped for nearly three hours this morning. I was just draggingly exhausted. Sometimes, that’s still not enough for me to actually sleep, but it was this morning. I think there must have been a fair amount of wind because I kept hearing rattling sounds. It’s either wind or something living inside our walls which seems unlikely given that they’re quite thin and filled with blown insulation. My suspicion is that the wind was rattling the siding or some of the wires that come down the side of the house before they come inside.

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