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Monday, October 16, 2017


I was going to write this weekend, I swear it. But I did nothing authorly. Well, edits on the new Power short. But I'm in a writing funk, and today was not a good mental health day, so...those seem to happen more often, and I swear to Tinkerbell, getting good mental healthcare is frickin' next to impossible.

I will finish Planets though; I've been so close for weeks now, and just unable to work through the mental sludge to get back to writing. The blog story's been all I've worked on, and it's helped make my days happier here and there, as have y'all. Part of me not getting writing done is that yes, I had hours, HOURS to myself for the first time in months, and I thought I'd write, but what I ended up doing was cleaning and baking and cooking, and that relaxed me. (Except for the two hours wasted on the phone with Xfinity) I just...was, you know? Now, when Amber finds out what her days off are this week, I'll sit down with Planets.

Then I need to decide if I'm going to keep writing. That's not a decision to make when I'm not in the best place mentally.

Someone asked on the blog if I was going to finish Metamorphosis-- I had planned on it, but I don't know. I don't think I should make any more promises at this point. It's really hard to write, too, when I have kids over 40 hours a week, and I don't blame Amber, she has to work, someone has to watch the kids, but I can't write with them here. To try would only frustrate all of us, and there's more than just that to it anyway.

It's getting cool here; I got Elijah from the bus stop today and was cold in the shade. O.o I didn't think it was supposed to be chilly out. High 70's, but I guess I was wrong.

Last night a fire alarm went off here at the apartment complex. Not our set of units, and I don't think it was an actual fire, but sheesh. A couple of weeks ago, the police had to shoot a man who was beating his wife at the back of the complex, and every night for the past few nights, we've heard our neighbors screaming and cussing through Naomi's bedroom wall. Don't even have to eavesdrop; they're just that loud.

I'm going to cuddle with PNut for a bit and see if I can unwind from this day. I hope y'all have a fabulous evening. ***huggz***

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