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I did eventually get to sleep last night. I ended up taking a second Halcion. I probably got about four hours of sleep. I'm going to have to find a way to nap today, or I'll end up too tired to manage anything myself by the time I need to eat dinner.

I'm not sure why my body wasn't willing to sleep. Scott and I took a moderately long walk, a bit more than an hour, around north campus yesterday. It would have been longer, but it started to pour, and we had to run for the car. I need to hack ten more new to me Ingress portals in order to get the silver badge for that. I'm entirely sure that I can find those on north campus. I just need to drag myself out there for it.

Maybe later today if I manage a nap.

Scott and Cordelia are both having trouble getting their phones to charge. Scott has to wiggle the connection until the charging starts and then not jostle it at all or it will stop. Cordelia's just having problems with the cord in the living room. Scott really needs to replace his phone, but we can't afford it.
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I took a little bit of a walk after leaving Cordelia at the crosswalk. I took about half an hour. It's in the mid-40s out there, so it was pleasant with a light jacket.

We've figured out that Scott and Cordelia can't keep doing the things they're doing with their phones/data unless we're willing to pay more. For Scott, it's constant Facebook on his breaks and lunch. For Cordelia, it's Snapchat because she has one friend who sends something like 40 photos on an average day. Cordelia didn't realize that receiving each of those used data. She really doesn't like the idea of cutting off Snapchat, even for a few hours, because it's too much like cutting off the friends who are at other schools. Skyline has wifi, but it's terrible quality, according to Cordelia.

I'm trying to weed out messages from my inbox. There are some things, mostly DW comments, that I meant to answer, but they're now six weeks old, and I no longer remember the full context. The answers were either more for politeness than ongoing discussion or things that were too difficult to address at the time.

I gave up on a set of Great Courses lectures about writing fiction because, once I saw the first few lectures and looked at the titles of the rest, I realized that it didn't address the any of the things I need to work on in my own writing. Most of it was characterization/character development, dialogue, and plot construction. I'm pretty comfortable with all of that. I need techniques for integrating visual description into my narrative flow (I write two people, in a void, talking to each other, far too often) and how to structure action scenes, particularly scenes with more than two characters present.

Of course, I was also put off by the lecturer starting out by talking about the importance of outlining for plot. He later admitted, as if it was something potentially shameful, that he finds out who his characters are by writing them and seeing what they do. So I'm side-eying all of that. I suppose that outlining works for enough people that it's a basic thing to teach. I'd just like acknowledgement that that's not the natural flow for some (many!) people so that people who're just starting out don't think they can't write just because they can't outline.

I did a little bit of writing last night and discovered that I'd completed the emotional arc of the story. There's still tens of thousands of words worth of the plot I thought I was writing, but the emotional arc is done. Given that this is part of House of Sulfur and Mercury, I'm just going to end there and start a sequel to deal with the plot. This last chapter isn't quite 900 words, so it feels horribly short, but it's done.

The next things I need to work on are stories for [community profile] weissvsaiyuki and characters for UCon. The latter have two aspects to chip away at-- the numbers and rule related things and then the actual character histories, goals, etc. I want to have seven characters that people could play, but I need to plan so that I could run with just two of them, any two of them, and I capped attendance at five players, so they won't all seven get played. I can't imagine the game filling, all the players showing up, and then having extra players wanting in. It's scheduled for 9 a.m. on Saturday, after all.
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Cordelia went out for a few hours this afternoon with her middle school friends. They've decided to alternate weeks with movie night on Friday one week and a Sunday afternoon gabfest the next. I think that one of the girls can't do things on Fridays, but I'm not sure.

Scott's asleep. At this point, I don't see a point in waking him at all until morning. He napped a little while Cordelia was out (he provided transportation both ways), but apart from that hour to hour and a half, he had been up for roughly twenty three hours when he lay down to sleep. I'll have to wake him for a little when I go to bed because I have to be able to see which medication bottles are which.

We went to Bob Evans for breakfast this morning after Scott got home and showered. After we got home from that, Scott did the grocery shopping while I started in on laundry. He did the library run after dropping Cordelia off at her friend's house.

Scott having had to work last night means that I still haven't tried taking two of the Halcion tablets to see how that affects my sleep. I'm not willing to do it unless he'll be there during the night and in the morning.

I wrote about 500 words last night. Sadly, I wrote it at the point when I should have been in bed and asleep, so I've been dragging all day. I keep looking at the floor and thinking about lying down there in spite of knowing how much doing that would hurt. I have no idea why my brain thinks the floor is more attractive than the couch. Maybe because I've tried the couch several times in the last two weeks?

We're going to try to figure out how to upgrade Cordelia's laptop. There are things she wants to do now that the machine is too old in terms of hardware to support, and we expect that high school will bring things she actually needs to do that need better hardware. If nothing else, she's taking digital photography later this year. I'm pretty sure we will have a hard time finding software for that that will work on a Macbook made in 2008.

Upgrading my laptop is going to have to wait. We still haven't paid off my current laptop or Cordelia's. We got them refurbished, so we didn't pay full price, but I'm not sure Scott's decision in that regard was necessarily wise because what he ended up getting was only a very little bit newer than what we used to have and stopped being able to advance in terms of OS within the first six months we had them. For me, it's less important because I mostly chat, do email, write, and browse the web. I don't stream much or play games. I don't need the latest bells and whistles in my word processor, not as long as other people can still open and read my documents if I share them.

Scott's thrilled at the idea of me not doing Yuletide. He says that all I talk about during the writing period is my story and that that makes him feel like I'm not actually present. I pointed out that I'm always thinking of stories and that I'm happier when I'm writing. I should have added that I just talk to him about the Yuletide stories because he often knows the fandoms and because they're almost never smut. I do 90% of my writing for any exchange/challenge at points when I'm alone, but my brain never stops churning with story ideas.

I need to try to find a chance to talk to him about this when Cordelia's not around. I feel like I don't have all that much that's mine and like he's saying I shouldn't have anything if it attracts attention. I'm pretty sure that's not what he means, but it's still hurtful and pisses me off.
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I spent most of yesterday writing up a document for out of town Ingress people who are coming to the anomaly in Ann Arbor at the end of the month. The hotels for our side are in a part of town that I know well, so I started off talking about the bus options from there to downtown and/or central campus and then got into parking and how the parts of the University of Michigan fit into the town and the food options out by the hotels and as one heads into town. I also mentioned publicly accessible bathrooms (the coffee shops are the best options but wheelchair/scooter access may vary).

I ended up with thirteen pages of babbling. Someone else caught an error that I've now corrected-- I used 'Westland' (the town where Scott works) instead of 'Westgate' (the shopping mall out Jackson Road near 94).

Somehow, that ate all of the time I'd meant to use for other things.

Around 8 p.m., Scott and I went out to a place we hadn't been before for some Ingress. I'd spotted a cluster of about a dozen portals in a cemetery when we drove by a few months back, but somehow, we never got around to going out there before now. It was about a ten minute drive. We didn't end up keeping the portals long, but they were new for both of us. I let Scott capture most of them because he's close to leveling up, needing about 250K points while I need 1.5 million points.

There are more portals further out that road, but I'm not sure there's another cluster that large.

He and I both need a lot of specific bits of equipment for the anomaly. I have no idea how we're going to be able to get it all given the lack of available time. Well, I theoretically have time. I just don't have the stamina or the access to visit a lot of portals. I'm also going to have to ditch all my keys. I don't want to, but I don't see us paying for any equipment like key lockers. I suppose I should look and see how much they cost, but I really don't think it's a justifiable expense.

I'm worried about the anomaly because of my mobility and stamina issues. I've explained them to the organizers, but I'm not sure they actually understood. When I say that an hour to an hour and a half of walking very slowly is a hard limit, I really do mean it. If I do that much, I'm not going to be doing anything else that day. They put me (and Scott so we can be together) on a 'slow moving team,' but the anomaly will last about four hours. I really, really can't manage that.

And that's without the possibility that Scott might not make it until two hours into the dratted thing due to having to work. We won't know about work until the day before, so it's not something we can plan for.

They also want us to install several communications apps on our phones, and I'm dubious about it. I really don't want anything that will eat up my battery that way, and I try not to install apps unless I'm certain I'm going to use them a lot. Ingress, Feedly, Life360, Wunderlist, and Habitica are the extra apps that I actually use a lot. I have one game besides Ingress, and that's FluidMonkey which is good for when my brain has dribbled out my ears. I don't use it often.

The list is zello, ingress intel, maps, slack, and glympse. I have no idea what zello and glympse are. Ingress intel makes sense, but I had the impression from something Scott said a while back that it wasn't available to me. Guess I'll check. I've looking into the Slack app, and everything I read about it makes it sound like something I don't want within six miles of any device of mine.

I suppose I can install apps the day before and delete them immediately after. There are apps on my phone that I really, really don't want but can't delete because they're bundled into the OS.

We watched a movie after we got back and somehow lost track of time so that we didn't turn off the light until midnight. I once again couldn't sleep because I was too warm. That led to spiraling anxiety about all the things I need to get done and how I won't be able to on so very little sleep. I ended up with about four hours of fitful sleep, all without the c-PAP. (I took it off before I fell asleep, about an hour and a half after I put it on. At that point, it claimed that I was averaging seven prolonged stoppages of breathing per hour. This seems to be a trend. That is, if I'm awake with the stupid thing running, it registers lots of problems, but if I fall asleep quickly, it registers almost none.

I think the Ativan is working less well in terms of helping me relax to sleep. I'm not sure how much of that is the way that Scott being on nights for two weeks and then on vacation this week has thrown off my routines and how much is anxiety about getting Cordelia ready for camp next week and high school starting after Labor Day. Right now, our plan for getting Cordelia to Skyline for camp departure is for Scott to drop her off before he heads to work. She says she doesn't want/need me there, but I'm not sure whether or not she'll stick to that.

Cordelia's supposed to by there at 7 a.m. for an 8 a.m. bus departure. If we deal with a cab, we would need to call at 6 a.m. in order to be sure of getting there by 7. That would likely mean us getting to the school by 6:30. At that point, it kind of makes sense for Scott to drop us (or just Cordelia) off before heading to work. It would mean getting there at 6:15 unless he gets permission from work to be a little late (which he says he's going to request). If he's able to be there until Cordelia can get into the building, I'd be willing to stay home. I just don't want her sitting, alone, outside the school for forty five minutes.

Cordelia's never been away for anything like this long. The closest was four or five days with Scott's sister when she was seven and I had my gallbladder removed. I think that it will be a good experience for her, but there's going to be anxiety for all three of us until we settle into it.
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Drat. I finally got all the insurance claims ready to mail, and I missed today's pick up. It's so unpredictable when the mail carrier will come by, that it's easy to think I'm in time and not be. I'm going to try to get Scott to drop the envelopes at the post office on Green Road when he wakes up. If he wakes in time, we'll be going out that way anyway to visit the bank. (He thought I'd already done the bank trip. Which explains why he looked at me funny each time I mentioned that we needed to go. Except-- Why on earth would I mention it if I'd already been?)

I need to remember that kiwi lime scented VO5 conditioner is something I'm allergic to. I forgot to record the scent that was a problem last fall, so Scott bought it again, and I used it again. I smelled it before putting it on, several times, and it wasn't a problem like that, only after it was on my hair. The scent got stronger at that point.

Cordelia's giving me a hard time about getting DVDs of things that I could watch streaming. I keep pointing out that I just don't think to turn on the TV unless I've got a DVD in hand. She took that as me not knowing how to stream things and was quite patronizing about it. I know how. I just don't think to do it 90% of the time, and when I do, it's generally at a point when I can't use the TV. (Streaming on my laptop makes doing other things while I watch considerably harder.)
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The mail app that came on my phone and that I gave up on in 2015 in favor of the Gmail app decided yesterday that it was going to try again to send a bunch of messages that it failed to send in 2015, mostly photographs (and some of those photographs of my radiation burns being sent to doctors). Naturally they went out (although I *think* the attachments didn't. I hope). I'm boggled by this since the program has done nothing for almost two years. I thought the program was completely non-functional but apparently not.

I have now disabled it by deleting its access to my Gmail address and password.

But why would it decide at 10:11 a.m. yesterday that it should activate itself? I wasn't doing anything with the phone right then.

The power came back last night while Scott and I were at his PT appointment. I tested, sometime in the middle of the appointment, by calling to see if the answering machine picked up. No power means no answering machine, so when it started playing the message, I knew we had power.

We ended up going to Bob Evans for dinner, and all had 'broasted' chicken. I probably shouldn't have because I ended up with a little trouble with reflux a couple of hours later from the chicken skin and the oil in whatever they put on the chicken skin.

When we got home, Cordelia and I went in and started emptying all the meat out of the fridge. There was rather a lot of it because Scott had bought some stuff on sale the last time he went shopping. I also threw out some things that should have been pitched weeks ago. I kept Scott's lunch meat because the stuff is made so that it won't make you sick if you leave it in your desk for several hours between getting to work and actually eating it. A little time in a fridge that was slowly warming isn't likely to have gotten through those preservatives.

The resulting bag of trash was heavy enough that Cordelia refused to try to carry it to the bin. I considered splitting the contents, but that would have involved touching some nasty stuff, so I lugged the bag out there myself. I had a bit of trouble getting it high enough to get it into the bin, but I managed.

Scott, meanwhile, was buying some replacement groceries to get us through until we can do the weekly shopping on Sunday. (Normally, it would be Saturday, but we will be out from about 10:30 in the morning until who knows when in the evening due to our nephew's graduation party.)

I slept really badly and ended up giving up on the c-PAP after a couple of hours. I woke with a headache that I still have after food, caffeine, and Tylenol. It feels sinus-ish (which probably explains the c-PAP giving me so much trouble last night. If my sinuses were already cranky, blowing air through them that way wouldn't improve matters at all). I spent a lot of time trying to find a comfortable position, and other things kept happening to wake me.

I'm a little frustrated with Scott over bedtime. He keeps bitching about how he never manages to get to sleep any earlier, no matter what he does, but, you know, he doesn't ever change anything about his routine. I'll tell him at 10 that he really has to make his lunch and get ready for bed. He doesn't move from the couch. At 10:30, I tell him again and get all my bedtime preparation done. Once I'm in the bedroom, I write or read until he comes in. At that point, I'm in the middle of something but would stop if he asked. Instead, he watches TV show episodes or YouTube videos until I decide to turn out the light. Then he complains about how very late it is and how he should have gone to be at 10.

I don't think it should be on me to be entirely responsible for when the light goes out, given that I don't have to be up in the morning. I tend to keep working because he's not shutting things down. That makes me figure that he's in the middle of something and doesn't want to stop. I won't be able to sleep until he shuts down his laptop, so I might as well get something done.

I've told him that he can tell me when he wants/needs the light off, and when he closes his laptop and puts it away, I generally have the light off less than five minutes later (and most of that delay is me taking a trip to the bathroom). I may work for a bit longer on my phone if there's something urgent or if there's some reason I can't sleep, but I can keep the light from getting to him.

Today is Cordelia's first shift volunteering at the library. She'll be downtown. I think the job is sorting prizes requested by people playing the library's summer game. Cordelia has ordered some stuff herself. She's supposed to be there an hour from now, so I expect she'll leave soon.
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It is somehow more frustrating to be at 10% charge on my laptop when I know that Cordelia's cord will work but can't get it because she's still asleep. Also, with her home, she's going to be using her laptop, too. We'll both want the power cord.
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At this point, the only reliable way to get my laptop to charge is to hold the cord in place with the right pressure and angle (which changes frequently). Sometimes, I can let go and it will keep charging, but mostly it won't or only will for a few seconds. I tried duct tape earlier today, but that only worked for a few minutes at a time. Something must be shifting around.

Scott tried compressed air a few days ago, and that didn't make a difference.
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I can't make long posts on my phone because the box for posting won't scroll or expand reliably. I end up trying to type with other text over my words. I have things I want to post about, but I don't know when I will. Ah, well. Books, DVDs, and tidying...
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My laptop is not charging well. I left it overnight and got from 35% to 70%. I did a few necessary tasks then shut things down at 40% for charging. A full recharge ought to take about three hours, but...
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And my laptop has decided to malfunction in a new and interesting way. It's been having problems with the charging cord connecting properly for a while and often would just stop charging and go to battery power. Now, if the cord is connected while the laptop is on, it crashes constantly, just going dead as if it had no power at all (in spite of having a charge in the battery and the battery being brand new). Pretty much any minor jostle of the the laptop, the surface it's resting on, the floor near the table where it sits, anything at all, will make the thing go utterly dead.

I can only get it to charge when it's off and not getting jostled at all. I tried putting it to sleep to charge, but it will still die that way, and I don't like the uncontrolled shut down and its attendant risks to my data.

Scott has purchased a part that he hopes will address the problem, but it won't arrive until Monday, and who knows how long it will take him to find time to attempt the repair. In the mean time, I'm going to be online in bits and pieces as my battery lasts. I can do some things from my phone, but I don't get my theredck email there, and there are some irritations about interacting with DW and AO3 that way. I can write a bit in Gdocs on my phone, but I can't get things from Gdocs to anywhere else there.

I'm at 68% power on my laptop right now and am going to try to get a few things done before I shut it down again to charge. Mainly, I want to sign up for an exchange. I looked at doing it on my phone and realized that I'd have to settle for a very bare bones thing with no links or prompts or DNWs because of having to type all of it from scratch. I also haven't yet figured out what to offer, so I need to print off the list of things I considered possible in that direction and mark it by hand. I have enough battery to do that on the laptop, but I kind of think it might be wise to do as much as I can manage not on the laptop.
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Today is our 24th anniversary. Scott took the day off so we could hang out together. We went into Ypsilanti to do some Ingress and got lunch at a diner called The Bomber.

Cordelia spent most of the afternoon with one of her friends downtown. She kept calling us and asking us to suggest things to do. I couldn't come up with anything she liked. They'd already gotten ice cream and didn't want any other type of food. They didn't want to window shop. They didn't want to actually shop. They didn't want to visit any museums. Pokemon Go and Ingress are too out of style to even be considered even if they had either on their phones.

Yesterday, Scott got the lawn mowed and cleaned out one of the two Time Capsule drives. The big problem we've got is that his hard drive is over a terabyte of family photos and videos. We may need to dedicate one of the drives to his machine and use the other for me and Cordelia, but that will require that Scott actually pay attention to what the program is doing and be willing to address the matter rapidly if one drive or the other stops working.

We watched two library DVDs last night and then returned them today (long, long waitlists). Both were amusing in different ways, and we even got Cordelia to join us in watching one of them.

Scott bewilders me by watching TV episodes on his laptop while he's also watching his brother playing games with active voices (and explosions). I think he flips back and forth in terms of the visuals. When I'm in the same room with him, I keep trying to follow what's going on just by listening, and... Yeah. Not working.

I used the c-PAP for a chunk of last night and didn't have any sneezing or runny nose today. Hopefully, that's done. I'm not sure how much the Ativan is actually helping and how much is just that I've got more time for sleeping to make up for the poor quality. I'm having trouble, when on my side, with getting adequate head support without dislodging the nasal pillows. I very much doubt that a different mask would help given that it seems to be the shape of my face changing depending on which bit the pillow is pressing against.

And now we're trying to come up with dinner ideas...
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I used the c-PAP for three and a half hours last night. Right now, I'm sniffling and sneezing. I fear the two are connected. I washed the reservoir and nasal pillows pretty thoroughly on Friday. I didn't want to try to wash out the hose, but I think I'm going to have to because this makes three occasions when I've had severe allergies starting the morning after using the c-PAP.

I finished two fics yesterday. Well, one is certainly done, barring a thorough proofread. It's gen, so that's not nearly as hard to arrange as it might otherwise be. The other needs a second opinion if I can find someone willing given the moderately obscure fandom and the explicit and potentially squicky content. I've got a couple of people I can ask, but I was a little too fried last night to do it.

We went out for frozen lemonade at Sweetwaters last night. Sweetwaters gives coupons to the middle schools to hand out to every child who gets at least three A's on their final report card, and the school put the coupons in the envelopes with the report cards. Cordelia got hers and got a cinnamon roll. I got a frozen lemonade and a chocolate croissant. Scott got a ginger tea.

We finished that up a little after 8:00, and as we were just across the street from Plum Market, we went over there for the half price bakery goods.

It's been very cool, in the low 70s, so Scott opened a lot of our windows early yesterday afternoon. They stayed open all night and are still open. I don't think this relates to my sneezing because that didn't start until the windows had been open for about twenty hours.

Cordelia has been doing movie marathons. She's currently got about a dozen DVDs from the library. Of course, mostly what she's been doing is listening to her Hamilton CDs over and over (those were a gift from Scott's brother and his family). We listened to a little of that in the car last night, on the way to and from Sweetwaters. I still can't say that it does anything for me, but I'm glad Cordelia has something she's really passionate about.

Both of our Time Capsule storage drives are insisting that they're too full to allow backups. The program is supposed to delete old backups as needed in order to keep making current backups, and we have backups going back at least two years. At this point, anything from 2015 can absolutely go. One of the drives has a terabyte of storage, and the other has three. We have no idea what's going on to make them say they only have a few megabytes of space left. Scott thinks that wiping them is probably going to be necessary. We'll start with just one in case we need the backups on the other before we have clean backups on the first. Scott keeps saying that he needs a lot of time to do this and then getting cranky with me when I mention that it needs to be done (and later today he will be more cranky because I didn't make him do it while he had time).

Maybe he can figure out how to get Cordelia's laptop to backup via Time Machine, too. We've never managed that, and at this point, she's actually got stuff she'd be devastated to lose. It wasn't so important when she was seven.
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I'm doing work on my laptop again today and don't know how long it will take. We're looking for duplicate files because it looks like my music files are taking three times as much space as they ought.

Cordelia's best friend was in the ER again last night. During their movie night, her head started hurting, and her vision blurred. Given the concussion three weeks ago, the host parents called the EMTs. Cordelia has been upset and panicked since then. The friend texted her at 3 a.m. to say she was okay, but all her mother is telling us Is that prayers are wanted.
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I'm still dizzy off and on. It's worse when I get overheated, and it's more likely to happen when I'm sitting or lying down than when I'm walking. It doesn't seem to relate to head movement in that it can happen when I'm lying completely still or when my upper body is still and I move one of my legs. I think that a lot of sleep helped some but not entirely. Extra water is not helpful at all. I don't have any other symptoms, so I'm not dreadfully worried, but I called UHS to see if they want me to try to come in to see someone. A nurse is supposed to call me back about that.

Apparently, it's not possible for me to get a different c-PAP face mask any time in the next ninety days because of insurance limitations. I could have gotten one if I'd managed to make it to Medequip on the Monday after my sleep disorders clinic appointment (which was on a Friday) because that was the last day of the thirty day window for making changes. I'm very, very frustrated by this. Medequip insists that it doesn't matter what insurance I have because they're all exactly the same on this. I'm not sure I buy that, but... Time to email the sleep disorders clinic people.

My laptop is crashing on me from time to time. I'm pretty sure it's the battery because the precipitating event each time has been the power supply connection getting abruptly separated. I can unplug, sometimes, without a crash, but it's a crapshoot at this point. I'm making sure to save everything before I move from one room to another. We've ordered a new battery, but we opted not to pay extra to get it tomorrow. It should arrive on Monday.

My parents made it here in time for Cordelia's graduation. As it happened, they needed to pick up a couple of doors from the local lumberyard (They were looking for something very specific, and nobody else had two doors like that).

The graduation was not quite forty minutes long. It was early enough in the day that it wasn't utterly sweltering in the multi-purpose room. I still had problems, but I'm having trouble at home where it's 78F, so... Yeah. I recorded the ceremony for Scott, but I don't think I got a high quality version. We were so far back that mostly I got backs of other parents' heads, and my arms and hands shook a lot while I held the camera. Cordelia sang with three other girls, and she was one of two students to get a Phoenix Award for exemplifying the qualities the STEAM program wants to encourage, including leadership and academic excellence.

There was a short reception on the concrete patio just outside the multi-purpose room after the ceremony. There was bottled water and cookies and fruit (for some reason no one touched the half bananas which were all turning brown on the exposed bits.

My parents and I went to Cardamom, a nearby Indian restaurant, for lunch. My mother was disappointed that her medium spicy dish was too mild. In my experience, the level of spice there varies wildly. I suspect that different cooks set mild and medium at very different degrees of heat. After lunch, they helped me run an errand that required going out to Cordelia's doctor's office to get a form signed and faxed to Skyline before the end of school day tomorrow (which will be only a half day). It was just a form that says that it's okay to give her standard OTC medications if need arises. It had to have a parent signature and a doctor signature. I suppose the latter is just in case I failed to realize that Tums or cough drops might set off Cordelia's non-existent allergies or something. I found the form irritating because I was supposed to list everything that I gave permission for. I just wanted to sign something that says that, during the week she's at camp, the nurse should use their best judgment as to what she needs to take. I'm sure I can't think of all of the possibilities.

Right now, I'm trying to decide whether or not I'm up to going to the class potluck tonight. It will be out of doors (the indoor venues were about six times more expensive), and I'm not sure how well I can handle the heat even if I'm just sitting in the shade.

I have a bit of carryover from yesterday's to do list:

Return the call that came in Tuesday while I was at my appointment
Email my sister to find out if she really can get a free viola for Cordelia
See if I can figure out how to retrieve my iTunes playlists
Find a plot or something for my NPT fic

I also need to:

Shower.

The Skyline nurse is supposed to call me tomorrow morning (I reached her today while she was in the middle of things).
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I have my music files back. It took a lot of time to get them to my laptop and still longer to figure out how to get iTunes to see them. I still don't have my playlists, and I'm kind of exhausted at the prospect of trying to rebuild them.

I've written about 900 words in the last twenty four hours. I started writing about 10:30 last night (when I needed to be in bed at 11:00). I'm not sure why the words tend to start flowing then. I've written more this morning, but I kind of desperately need more sleep, so I don't know how much more I'll write before I do that. All of the words are on the Not Prime Time story, so that's now over the minimum word count.

I had a headache all night, not bad enough to get up and do something about it but bad enough to be aware of it when I moved. My morning tea and breakfast seem to have either killed it or pushed it below the threshold of awareness.

Scott has purchased some motion sensitive night lights. He put one up just outside our bedroom because he's worried that we'll get hurt when we get up to use the bathroom in the middle of the night. I hate the damned thing already. He's got it right at my eye level which would also be Cordelia's eye level. That means that, when it comes on, it's a bright flash right in my eyes. I'm sure that problem never occurred to Scott because he's a foot taller than we are. The time I'm in the bathroom is just long enough for it to turn itself off, so it's another startling, painful flash of brightness when I head back to the bedroom.

We've lived here for more than twenty years, and I've never had problems going from bed to the bathroom in the dark, so I feel like Scott's bought a technological solution to a non-existent problem.

Scott and Cordelia both liked Wonder Woman, generally speaking. They didn't have any specifics that they didn't like, but they also didn't have specifics that they out and out loved.

This week is going to be sporadically busy. Tomorrow afternoon, I have a mammogram and an appointment with radiation oncology. My SIL is coming with me. Last year was so horribly stressful that I thought I'd better have company. I don't expect any problems, but... Wednesday evening is our biweekly game night. Thursday, Cordelia's eighth grade graduation is in the morning. My parents are coming for that. In the evening, there's a picnic for all of the eighth grade families. I think there's enough space in there for me not to end up brain fried. I hope so anyway.
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I'm feeling a good bit better today. I'm still sneezing off and on, but the headache is gone, and I'm less tired than I was.

Scott, Cordelia, and one of Cordelia's friends have gone off to see Wonder Woman. The showing was due to start about five minutes ago.

We're attempting to retrieve my music files right now. A huge file has been downloading to my computer for about the last sixteen hours. It's maybe two thirds of the way done, so I expect it will be going for a considerable while yet. I probably won't know until tomorrow morning whether or not I really have the files. Scott thinks he might be able to retrieve the applications that I lost, too, but those are much lower priority.

My main goal for this afternoon is to work on my NPT story. I've found my pretext for bringing the characters into proximity, so I think I can move forward more quickly now.

I'm trying to decide whether or not to fight my way through a graphic novel I've got from the library. Most of the text is white on black which is very, very difficult for me to read. It tends to wobble on me, especially if the font is at all irregular. I've renewed the dratted thing three times and only opened it yesterday. It's not due until next week and can still be renewed, but... I only want to renew it if I'm sure I'll actually read it.
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I think the end is in sight on weeding the email. I think I'll finish some time tomorrow. I hope so, anyway. We haven't tried to retrieve my music files yet, so I don't know how that will go.

There's a book sale at Cordelia's school today. I'm not sure if she remembered to take the money she intended to. I offered to go in during the hour and a half that the sale will be open after school, but she was against that idea.

Friday will be busy. Our nephew's graduation ceremony is that evening, and I have an doctor's appointment quite late in the day. I made that appointment a year ago, and changing it would mean not getting in for many, many months. I just hope that the appointment gets done at a reasonable time. It's at 3:30, and by noon, that clinic is generally an hour behind. I don't expect the appointment to take long once I actually see someone.

I napped this morning for about an hour. It would have been longer, but Scott called while I was deeply asleep to tell me that he was on his way home so that he could go to the doctor. He's got a pinched nerve, we think (pain, numbness, tingling, all at varying levels), and they told him Friday that, if it wasn't getting better, he needed to come in as soon as could be arranged. Yesterday, it got very bad in the afternoon/evening, and he figured out today that it wasn't that it was getting better so much as that the ibuprofen he had taken in the morning helped a lot.

I was both glad and sorry to be awoken. I was having anxiety dreams involving at least half a dozen different things that usually only occur one at a time in my dreams, but I was actually asleep and very desperately needed the sleep. Ah, well. Maybe I can nap tomorrow morning.
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I have spent most of the last two days deleting duplicate messages from the massive file that Scott retrieved from the Time Capsule. Years and years of deleted messages (they're even in files that say either 'deleted' or 'trash') add up. There are also a lot of things that I kept that I no longer need or want. Software links from 2004 are oh so very useful in 2017, after all, and I'm sure that those fic website links from 2005 still go somewhere. Uh huh. Not likely. And, if I haven't used them in the last twelve or so years, I don't think I'm going to.

Cordelia's mad at us because her school has something fun scheduled tomorrow evening that conflicts with her physical therapy appointment. Most of her friends will be there, and she's spent the last several days trying to talk us into canceling her PT. I'm not willing to because we've canceled the last two weeks (once was because Scott had to work late, and one was because the therapist was out sick).

I need to corner Scott and get him to let me bounce story ideas off of him. I know the characters and basic starting situation for my NPT story, but I need a plot reason for the starting situation to make sense. I don't plan to follow through and have the characters deal with that, not necessarily (depends on time and how long it looks like it might get), so it only really matters that it's something that makes sense as being important for people with very different priorities to be drawn in by it. The character interactions are the point of the story.

I suppose there's always an apocalypse, but that feels kind of cliched.

I've gotten the trash out and the laundry folded and upstairs. Putting things away will take about five minutes, but I'm kind of tired, so I'll probably put it off for a while.

I wrote about 750 words yesterday during breaks in deleting email. It was not, sadly, progress on my NPT story. I'm trying to decide if I want to do any other exchanges this summer. I signed up for [community profile] pod_together, and my partner and I haven't yet settled on what we want to do. Neither of us has had the time necessary to focus on that, and I really don't want to make any unilateral decisions. There are a lot of different fandoms and styles that I can write. We need to find an intersection between what I can write well and what they can read comfortably. We have enough fandoms in common that it's actually kind of difficult to narrow things down.

I'm trying to get through the latest Amanda Quick book and am finding it surprisingly difficult. I think that part of the problem is that the setting for it is in a kind of uncanny valley. It's supposed to be the 1930s US, but apart from mentions of movie stars, I'm not finding the details to anchor me there. It could pretty easily be any time between the 1920s and the 1980s. One of the looming threats is studio fixers dealing with any threat to the studio's investment in their stars, but I'm two thirds of the way into the book and don't believe in the studios as actually existing in the world of the book. It's all a Potemkin village.

I don't dislike the characters, at least. I don't buy them, but I don't dislike them. The hero doesn't come across as having a real stake in much of anything. The heroine is more than a little inconsistent. They're not unpleasant to each other or to the people around them, though.

I'm sure I will finish the book. It's just that I usually finish those within a week. This one's due next Sunday, so I've had it three weeks already.
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We got some of my email archives back. They're in a horrible jumble because the folder structure didn't come over. No, it did, but the messages aren't where I put them, and there are dozens more folders than I ever created, some nesting five or six deep. There are also messages from 2003 and 2013 coming up as things that are unread. The stuff from 2013 is all stuff that I know I deleted, political stuff, stuff for Cordelia's school, things about Cordelia's sports schedule. I still have about 2000 'unread' messages to locate and look at. It's going to take days. I haven't even started trying to sort things.

I think I lost all of my Arbor Parents messages. It might just be that they're somewhere other than the Arbor Parents folder (which contained two hundred or so messages from a listserve about scholarship on romance novels/stories. I don't remember signing up, but that was fourteen years ago. Most of 2003 is blurry due to Cordelia's arrival in May. It is the sort of thing I might well have found interesting.

I can't be sure how much of my fic feedback is there and how much isn't. It might all be. I'll likely never know. I have found some of it in completely unrelated folders, a long way from where it should be. Once I locate what fic feedback there is, I'm going to try to figure out a way to save it off separately.

Cordelia went with us to the library yesterday. After we dealt with that, we walked three blocks to get smoothies at Cordelia's request. Scott prefers smoothies to bubble tea, but getting them involves more walking. Though we're unlikely to go for bubble tea again any time soon. There's major construction on both cross streets near Bubble Island.

I'm currently trying to decide how much of a given library CD I should listen to before I decide that I'm just not interested. I've been trying a lot of new to me kinds of music, and stopping after three or four songs seems like not giving it a chance. I stopped one CD today because I hated the vocals. On a single artist album, that's a pretty clear deal breaker.

We had dinner at Applebee's on Saturday night. Scott wanted me and Cordelia to be able to get food that we won't get at home due to his allergies (or to my issues or to Cordelia's). Given that as the goal, I had a steak. Cordelia tasted it because she was quite sure she'd never had steak before. Cordelia got fish and chips with coleslaw. She wasn't impressed by the coleslaw; she and I both prefer the kind KFC makes. We remembered to ask them not to put pepper on anything. I have no idea why so many restaurants think they should put pepper on things instead of letting customers season to taste. Most of them, if I ask for no pepper, also put on no salt. I can't imagine that they don't have salt that's not mixed with pepper, so it seems kind of passive aggressive.

Scott wanted to see Wonder Woman over the weekend, but he couldn't get Cordelia interested and really didn't want to go alone. Instead, he mowed the lawn and got rid of some weeds. He paid bills. He watched a lot of Fresh Off the Boat with Cordelia.

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