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Somehow, all I got done yesterday was watching TV and delivering Cordelia’s Fun Run money to the school. I suppose walking to and from the school is something. It got me a little exercise.

Cordelia’s friends did not come over after school. I don’t know why. My guess is that the Fun Run during the school day meant no cross country after school, and the younger kid doing that is the reason he and his sister come here twice a week. There also may have been some sort of family event— Cordelia’s friend didn’t go to the movie night gathering this week, either, and I’m assuming that was because of some sort of scheduling conflict. They’re Muslim, and there seems to be some sort of religious holiday today, so I expect that’s it.

And I see that Ramadan begins before school lets out. I would expect going to school to make fasting harder. Then again, it’s sure to be harder when going out among non-Muslims in any context. I’ll put that in my calendar. Our cleaning lady is Muslim, and during Ramadan, I try to be very sure that we’re not cooking or eating while she’s here.

Scott and I also, while Cordelia was out, went to Bookbound to pick up the last book from her birthday present. We stopped at the science and natured center on the way home to do some Ingress stuff because Scott had noticed that those portals didn’t have the sort of shielding he wanted them to. (I got kind of stingy when we were there the time before because I haven’t been picking up shields very quickly.)

I’m going to talk to my primary care doctor about these intestinal issues when I see her on Monday for my annual. I really do think that they’re anxiety related. I just… White rice, pasta, potatoes, and white bread get really, really boring. I risked instant oatmeal this morning. I’ll know tomorrow whether or not that was a mistake, but I really couldn’t face another potato (I had two yesterday). I don’t think Scott understands because he could happily eat exactly the same thing over and over and over. That’s probably a survival characteristic, but it’s not something I’m good at doing.

I’ve been answering some LJ/DW comments on my phone, using Chrome. DW does some strange things that way, not consistently but enough to be annoying. It randomly shrinks and expands different comments in my inbox, for example. One time I open it, the comment may be too small to read, and then, the next time, it’s fine. The comment box on DW also isn’t consistent about what happens when I hit the bottom of the box. One time out of four, it will scroll and let me see what I’m typing. The rest of the time, it runs the text under everything else on the screen and won’t let me shift things. It’s peculiar, and it means I’m more likely to deal with LJ comments first. I’ve still got about thirty unanswered comments and PMs that I intend to answer. I’m just very, very slow right now and tend only to have brain enough to answer three or four at a time and often fewer.

Writing discussion (looking for advice)

I sat on these for a while after writing them up. A lot of them turned into more me figuring out what the problem was and, maybe, what to do about it as opposed to me being puzzled over the problem or wanting help figuring out a solution. I think that writing about this has been good for me in terms of figuring out where these stories stand. I’m not sure that it’s actually at all interesting for anyone who’s not me, but posting it here means I won’t lose track of it. And if anyone actually wants to discuss any of these, I’m definitely up for it. I’m still not going to fast about responding to comments, but I’ll get there eventually.

I have also decided to label a bunch of bits and pieces that I haven’t touched in at least fifteen years as 'abandoned.' I’m not sure that I will hold to that because I’ve thought for years that I would go back to one or another of those stories, but… I haven’t done it so far, and it’s not like I don’t have enough other WIP to think about. The abandoned stories include two things that I wrote more than 20000 words on, so letting go is hard, but… No new words in a decade and a half. If I finished those stories, they might be great, or they might be terrible, but I’m not going to finish them.

( Auguries of Innocence (Harry Potter). Discussion of rape in a dark AU. )

( Occlusion (Weiss Kreuz) )

( Untitled Weiss Kreuz time travel fic )

( Nothing False and Possible (Amber). Discussion of gender and sexuality and what they mean for a species not fixed in terms of either )

( Untitled Amber fic. Discussion of Patternghosts and effective slavery )

( Untitled Narnia fic with Rilian and the Lady of the Green Kirtle )

( Untitled Narnia fic with Polly and Digory back in Narnia )

( One More Folded Sunset (Weiss Kreuz) )

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And right here is a placeholder for something that I’ve realized I’m not writing because it’s the purest of Mary Sue crossover id fic and okay for day dreaming but actually extremely dull (even to me) when I try to write it. So that’s one WIP off my list.

( Rooms of Falling Rain (DCU) )

( Shatter Like a Cry (Weiss Kreuz) PWP BDSM with five male characters )

I should note that, both for the stuff listed here and in the previous post on the subject, I’m willing to let people see the fragments I’ve got if they’re willing to talk to me about them. I write better when I can talk to people about what I’m putting together. It’s just that a lot of this is darkfic or explicit or for obscure fandoms or otherwise not likely to interest 99.9% of the world.

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I decided to make a list of the things that might be stressing me out right at the moment. The thing is that none of these are new. Maybe dealing with the run up to the colonoscopy combined with dealing with Cordelia’s knee kind of activated my anxiety and all of this stuff is keeping it activated? If that’s the case, I have no idea what will help because most of this stuff is not going away. Even the things that have definite dates or otherwise can be dealt with will simply be replaced by other things of the same sort. I mean, I’m sure that we will not cease to have medical appointments at the end of June.

( Cutting the list because it’s for me and not likely interesting to others )

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I’m taking steps to try to get a few things out of the house. I offered Cordelia’s Girl Scouting book free on the local parenting elist to anyone willing to come pick it up. I’m hoping that it’s still usable given that it’s only three years old. It’s been about three hours with no takers (and nobody telling me it’s too old to use), but it’s Saturday. Nobody much reads the list on Saturday.

I also emailed some friends with a young daughter to see if they want any of the games that we’re getting rid of. At least three of the games are aimed at age five, plus or minus, so it’s long past time we got rid of them. The little girl in question is only two, so her parents may not want to keep these things for the year or three before she’d be ready. If those folks don’t want the games, I’ll offer them to another friend who has boys in elementary school. I think both of those boys are too old for the aimed at five year olds games, but asking can’t hurt (and I can’t remember exactly how old the younger boy is). We’ll donate the games if none of our friends want them, but I wanted to offer to them first.

At this point, I’ve gone through half of one of the two tubs of crap in the living room. I’d say that about 1/3 of it is old school work of Cordelia’s. She told us that we don’t need to ask her before we get rid of this stuff (mainly meaning the games), but it’s her stuff. Admittedly, she hasn’t touched any of it in at least three years and quite probably longer, so it’s not likely that she even remembers she owns any of it. I just feel like thirteen might not be too old for something like her Sorry game and like she should be consulted.

There are some things that have turned up that we definitely want to keep and that we’re trying to find a better home for— Primarily our wedding photos at this point, but I’m sure there will be other things.