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Oh, hi, you're still here? I'm sorry, I haven't had much to tell. Or, rather, I haven't had much brain to tell it with.
That burnout took a turn for the worse, not as much in the mental health department, but holy mother of all snails and slugs, I've been tired. Like, into and beyond my soul-tired. Sleeping didn't do shit and I've been in this kind of bubble of grey and feeling dead.
I'm still tired, but I think it's going forward. I really, really hope so, but omfg, so tired.
We finally had some summer days, but most of them have been icky. We've got way too much rain this month, and as we speak half the country is drowning. Not us, but we did get some water the last 24 hours.
I don't mind real summer days, except our bedroom becomes a sauna. And I really, really don't take to the heat that well, especially not when I need to sleep.
23 degrees Celsius is like the most I can handle at night, and it's still way too warm.
Oh well. I haven't been writing much, though I got some hyperfocus on an old story. I think it's a thriller? It's about an ex-elite soldier who works freelance. I've got like seven book-ideas for his universe (some spin-offs). It's just ... I don't know shit about any of this stuff, so I don't know if anyone ever would like to read this mock-up of reality, but ... I'm having fun. I get to write about guns, violence and a hunk of a man. Well, several, when I get to the spin-offs.
It's not much of a surprise Mason just popped up in my head and started hanging out. I mean, him and Colter Shaw would probably enjoy a beer together.
Yes, I'm still reading! I've read four(!!) books in two weeks, it's absolutely nuts. There's only one left, which probably is a good thing since this shit is expensive. The Colter Shaw series doesn't exist in any of the ... eh ... you know, like Netflix for books? So I'm buying all the e-books separately, and I really don't have money for it.
But If I keep wanting to read, I'm gonna try out Nextory. They have a lot of books and I don't think it's crazy expensive, but, well, it is money.
Btw, when I say I haven't been writing much, I somewhat lie. I've been writing more than the last couple of months, and I had a goal of 10.000 words, which I've already made.
Today my KAOS-project made some noise, and it dawned on me there's already something called Kaos with gods. And Jeff Goldblum. Ha ha, shit. Oh well. KAOS will be the working title. It is, after all, about the god of chaos.
It's just stewing. I don't really have an idea for the plot, just a vague ... 'oh, this is cool' and some scenes.
Yesterday and today I've been active. Yesterday I vacuumed and today I cleaned the bathroom. And some other stuff.
My back is not happy. My neck/shoulder just... decided to die on me. And my chiropractor is on vacation. It was really bad Thursday, Friday and Saturday. Now it's just stiffness and a little pain.
She'll be back in three weeks, and no, I can't just see another. First session cost almost double and I don't have that kind of money.
But since it's not worse, and I'm not that tired anymore, I'm gonna write to the agility instructor and say I'm coming Thursday! Our first time! If there's three others coming too. We have to be four.
Hubby and I have decided we don't want visitors in his vacation (starting this Friday). My mom's not gonna be happy, but that's how it is. We need some us-time and adventures.
I'm looking forward to three weeks of a lot of hubby, but I know I'll probably look forward to him returning to work after the first week xD I am autistic and him being home disrupts my routines.
That burnout took a turn for the worse, not as much in the mental health department, but holy mother of all snails and slugs, I've been tired. Like, into and beyond my soul-tired. Sleeping didn't do shit and I've been in this kind of bubble of grey and feeling dead.
I'm still tired, but I think it's going forward. I really, really hope so, but omfg, so tired.
We finally had some summer days, but most of them have been icky. We've got way too much rain this month, and as we speak half the country is drowning. Not us, but we did get some water the last 24 hours.
I don't mind real summer days, except our bedroom becomes a sauna. And I really, really don't take to the heat that well, especially not when I need to sleep.
23 degrees Celsius is like the most I can handle at night, and it's still way too warm.
Oh well. I haven't been writing much, though I got some hyperfocus on an old story. I think it's a thriller? It's about an ex-elite soldier who works freelance. I've got like seven book-ideas for his universe (some spin-offs). It's just ... I don't know shit about any of this stuff, so I don't know if anyone ever would like to read this mock-up of reality, but ... I'm having fun. I get to write about guns, violence and a hunk of a man. Well, several, when I get to the spin-offs.
It's not much of a surprise Mason just popped up in my head and started hanging out. I mean, him and Colter Shaw would probably enjoy a beer together.
Yes, I'm still reading! I've read four(!!) books in two weeks, it's absolutely nuts. There's only one left, which probably is a good thing since this shit is expensive. The Colter Shaw series doesn't exist in any of the ... eh ... you know, like Netflix for books? So I'm buying all the e-books separately, and I really don't have money for it.
But If I keep wanting to read, I'm gonna try out Nextory. They have a lot of books and I don't think it's crazy expensive, but, well, it is money.
Btw, when I say I haven't been writing much, I somewhat lie. I've been writing more than the last couple of months, and I had a goal of 10.000 words, which I've already made.
Today my KAOS-project made some noise, and it dawned on me there's already something called Kaos with gods. And Jeff Goldblum. Ha ha, shit. Oh well. KAOS will be the working title. It is, after all, about the god of chaos.
It's just stewing. I don't really have an idea for the plot, just a vague ... 'oh, this is cool' and some scenes.
Yesterday and today I've been active. Yesterday I vacuumed and today I cleaned the bathroom. And some other stuff.
My back is not happy. My neck/shoulder just... decided to die on me. And my chiropractor is on vacation. It was really bad Thursday, Friday and Saturday. Now it's just stiffness and a little pain.
She'll be back in three weeks, and no, I can't just see another. First session cost almost double and I don't have that kind of money.
But since it's not worse, and I'm not that tired anymore, I'm gonna write to the agility instructor and say I'm coming Thursday! Our first time! If there's three others coming too. We have to be four.
Hubby and I have decided we don't want visitors in his vacation (starting this Friday). My mom's not gonna be happy, but that's how it is. We need some us-time and adventures.
I'm looking forward to three weeks of a lot of hubby, but I know I'll probably look forward to him returning to work after the first week xD I am autistic and him being home disrupts my routines.
I think that is what I have to tell this time. What should I do now? I'm too pooped to write. And my back says no to much else. Sigh. TV, maybe?
I've been feeling a little unimportant the last few days, but it'll pass. I'm just hot and tired. Brain.exe has overheated, please wait for the cooldown.
