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May. 25th, 2016 08:42 amI spent a little time yesterday trying to track down AO3 handles for various people I wrote fics for in the past, before I started posting on AO3. I suspect there are going to be a lot that I simply can’t connect with any certainty to an AO3 name. I’m also kind of not inclined to try to track down the people who never commented because I kind of assume they didn’t like the fic. If I’ve written a fic for you and you have an AO3 handle and the giftfic isn’t linked to your account (and you want it to be or wouldn’t mind it being), drop me a comment or PM.
I got one of the bins of crap in the living room mostly sorted. I filled the inside recycling bin between half and two thirds of the way. It was heavy enough that I wasn’t comfortable trying to carry it out. When I stopped, I was exhausted and thought I was going to end up going to bed at 5 p.m., but eating dinner really helped.
Scott and Cordelia went downtown to the library to see a bit of a Taiwanese puppet show by a group that’s apparently quite a big deal. They didn’t end up staying long because it was very, very loud. Scott also hadn’t thought to take his glasses and so couldn’t really see the puppets. Cordelia’s Chinese teacher was really eager to have her students see the show. I’m kind of sorry that I couldn’t see any of it, but I really felt exhausted. I’m not sure when I last felt that wiped out.
After Scott and Cordelia came home, Scott and I walked to the bottom of the hill and then back up. He thinks I should do that every day. I probably should, too. It’s just very hard to get myself out of the house. I need to come up with ways to reward myself. I just can’t think of anything because it can’t cost money and it can’t involve food. And it can’t be something I’d do anyway like listening to music or having the TV on for distraction. I don’t think Habitica or a sticker chart is going to work for me, either.
I set my alarm to get up with Cordelia at 6:30 this morning. Then, of course, I closed my eyes again for just a moment and woke up at 7:00. Fortunately, Cordelia had gotten herself up and was doing fine. I don’t know if she’s going to want me to keep getting up with her or if she’s going to feel confident enough to do it on her own again. I ended up actually getting up at 7:30.
I’ve got a short to do list today, but I’m not sure how much of it I’ll actually get to. None of it is anything that ought to take very long. It’s just hard to start. I’m also starting to feel like maybe I should lie down again.
( To do list for my own reference )
I got one of the bins of crap in the living room mostly sorted. I filled the inside recycling bin between half and two thirds of the way. It was heavy enough that I wasn’t comfortable trying to carry it out. When I stopped, I was exhausted and thought I was going to end up going to bed at 5 p.m., but eating dinner really helped.
Scott and Cordelia went downtown to the library to see a bit of a Taiwanese puppet show by a group that’s apparently quite a big deal. They didn’t end up staying long because it was very, very loud. Scott also hadn’t thought to take his glasses and so couldn’t really see the puppets. Cordelia’s Chinese teacher was really eager to have her students see the show. I’m kind of sorry that I couldn’t see any of it, but I really felt exhausted. I’m not sure when I last felt that wiped out.
After Scott and Cordelia came home, Scott and I walked to the bottom of the hill and then back up. He thinks I should do that every day. I probably should, too. It’s just very hard to get myself out of the house. I need to come up with ways to reward myself. I just can’t think of anything because it can’t cost money and it can’t involve food. And it can’t be something I’d do anyway like listening to music or having the TV on for distraction. I don’t think Habitica or a sticker chart is going to work for me, either.
I set my alarm to get up with Cordelia at 6:30 this morning. Then, of course, I closed my eyes again for just a moment and woke up at 7:00. Fortunately, Cordelia had gotten herself up and was doing fine. I don’t know if she’s going to want me to keep getting up with her or if she’s going to feel confident enough to do it on her own again. I ended up actually getting up at 7:30.
I’ve got a short to do list today, but I’m not sure how much of it I’ll actually get to. None of it is anything that ought to take very long. It’s just hard to start. I’m also starting to feel like maybe I should lie down again.
( To do list for my own reference )