"Life's Gonna Suck When You Grow Up"
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tarotgalI took news of the suicide of Stan Kirsh, one of the main Highlander actors, really hard. For a while in my life, Highlander was the only thing keeping me from suicide, so it brought back a lot of emotions I wasn't expecting to face on top of just being utterly sad that part of the Highlander family was no longer with us. I've been planning a rewatch and have a feeling that it's going to be a little harder to get through a certain episode of season 2 and especially a certain episode of season 5. But I am very glad that his acting and all he brought to the character will live on in his art. It's a kind of immortality, and it's a kind of magic.
I had friends over one weekend for a Fantastic Beasts marathon, so I had to take a day and a half off work to clean my house. It was great having people over, and I think they had a good time apart from the streaming service crapping out on us halfway through the second movie. Did not appreciate that one bit. We had to switch to DVD, which wasn't ideal, because it didn't have the extended version.
I had other friends over a week later (requiring only a half day of cleaning, or so). We had a low key get together where everyone works on their projects and chats. It was lovely to catch up with them all. I sewed up two plushies that needed repairs and got the rest of my bullet journal layouts for the first half of the year done, including new cleaning charts.
My goal is to keep my house as clean as possible. I even have a cleaning TETRIS game going on one page. So far so good. I feel very proud of myself.
Earlier in the month, I lost a crown and when I went to get it put back on, I learned that I was probably going to have to get the tooth pulled. It took me about a week to come to terms with that (and to figure out how the hell I was going to pay the bill for it =$4,000). But I made an appointment for February 13 like an ADULT. I actually made a special ADULTING bullet journal page to encourage me to do this stuff that I have trouble with emotionally (like picking up the telephone and making a call). Last Tuesday, my tooth started hurting. Not the one that needs to get pulled--a different one. I went in on Wednesday when I could no longer eat, drink, or breathe in and out through my mouth without horrible pain. Turns out, that tooth was infected and because it already had a root canal and there wasn't muich left, it seemed unlikely they'd be able to get the infection out completely. So they ended up taking that tooth out on the spot. They asked if they could get me anything, and I told them a lottery win so that I'd actually be able to pay them. The first $4,300 was going to be a struggle, but at least I'd figured out a plan. Now I'm in for $8,600 and that's going to be much harder to manage.
The soft food diet post-surgery ruined my digestive system, and that coupled with the strong antibiotics has caused another health problem to flair up. So I'm hurting and miserable everywhere right now, inside and out, and just trying to keep smiling, but I feel absolutely horrible.
Today at work was our monthly birthday celebration, so I had to go in to get that set up. And then we were given some Really Not Good News TM at a meeting. So I'm trying to deal with that emotionally as well on top of feeling like my body's about to self destruct.
The only good news to report on the writing front is that I finished and posted a giftfic on Sunday. And I started a new fic I'm excited about. And I had a friggin' AMAZING weekend (health aside). I completely introverted. I read and wrote and cleaned and got a thing goal done and just relaxed and enjoyed myself. I wish I could have weekends like that all the time, but they are super rare. So I'm trying to hold on to the joy it brought me right now.
Also on another happy note: I bought a Pound Puppy at Target. It was an '80s throwback, and I had a hard time buying just one (there were 4 in the store and I nearly bought them all), but I llove him to death. Pound Puppies was my very first fandom. I'd forgotten how perfectly shaped they are--made specifically for hugging. Definitely what I need right now. Except he's not on my bed right now, because I didn't want to bleed on him after dental surgery (the instructions they sent me home with advised me to put a towel over the pillow; I'm glad I did!).
Anyway, things are rushed, and I feel horrible. So I'm working on giftfics, but they might be a little slow coming. I promise I will get them done around all these dentist (I get the stiches out on Thursday!) and doctor's visits! And my day job. And my new intense cleaning routines (I actually woke up at 6am on a Sunday just so that I could vacuum my entire house and clean three bathrooms before church. Have I mentioned how proud I am of myself? I need to feel in control of something right now, because there's very little that I can be in control of).
Off to my volunteer shift at the library!
I had friends over one weekend for a Fantastic Beasts marathon, so I had to take a day and a half off work to clean my house. It was great having people over, and I think they had a good time apart from the streaming service crapping out on us halfway through the second movie. Did not appreciate that one bit. We had to switch to DVD, which wasn't ideal, because it didn't have the extended version.
I had other friends over a week later (requiring only a half day of cleaning, or so). We had a low key get together where everyone works on their projects and chats. It was lovely to catch up with them all. I sewed up two plushies that needed repairs and got the rest of my bullet journal layouts for the first half of the year done, including new cleaning charts.
My goal is to keep my house as clean as possible. I even have a cleaning TETRIS game going on one page. So far so good. I feel very proud of myself.
Earlier in the month, I lost a crown and when I went to get it put back on, I learned that I was probably going to have to get the tooth pulled. It took me about a week to come to terms with that (and to figure out how the hell I was going to pay the bill for it =$4,000). But I made an appointment for February 13 like an ADULT. I actually made a special ADULTING bullet journal page to encourage me to do this stuff that I have trouble with emotionally (like picking up the telephone and making a call). Last Tuesday, my tooth started hurting. Not the one that needs to get pulled--a different one. I went in on Wednesday when I could no longer eat, drink, or breathe in and out through my mouth without horrible pain. Turns out, that tooth was infected and because it already had a root canal and there wasn't muich left, it seemed unlikely they'd be able to get the infection out completely. So they ended up taking that tooth out on the spot. They asked if they could get me anything, and I told them a lottery win so that I'd actually be able to pay them. The first $4,300 was going to be a struggle, but at least I'd figured out a plan. Now I'm in for $8,600 and that's going to be much harder to manage.
The soft food diet post-surgery ruined my digestive system, and that coupled with the strong antibiotics has caused another health problem to flair up. So I'm hurting and miserable everywhere right now, inside and out, and just trying to keep smiling, but I feel absolutely horrible.
Today at work was our monthly birthday celebration, so I had to go in to get that set up. And then we were given some Really Not Good News TM at a meeting. So I'm trying to deal with that emotionally as well on top of feeling like my body's about to self destruct.
The only good news to report on the writing front is that I finished and posted a giftfic on Sunday. And I started a new fic I'm excited about. And I had a friggin' AMAZING weekend (health aside). I completely introverted. I read and wrote and cleaned and got a thing goal done and just relaxed and enjoyed myself. I wish I could have weekends like that all the time, but they are super rare. So I'm trying to hold on to the joy it brought me right now.
Also on another happy note: I bought a Pound Puppy at Target. It was an '80s throwback, and I had a hard time buying just one (there were 4 in the store and I nearly bought them all), but I llove him to death. Pound Puppies was my very first fandom. I'd forgotten how perfectly shaped they are--made specifically for hugging. Definitely what I need right now. Except he's not on my bed right now, because I didn't want to bleed on him after dental surgery (the instructions they sent me home with advised me to put a towel over the pillow; I'm glad I did!).
Anyway, things are rushed, and I feel horrible. So I'm working on giftfics, but they might be a little slow coming. I promise I will get them done around all these dentist (I get the stiches out on Thursday!) and doctor's visits! And my day job. And my new intense cleaning routines (I actually woke up at 6am on a Sunday just so that I could vacuum my entire house and clean three bathrooms before church. Have I mentioned how proud I am of myself? I need to feel in control of something right now, because there's very little that I can be in control of).
Off to my volunteer shift at the library!
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Date: 2020-01-31 07:40 am (UTC)I'm so sorry to hear about the Highlander actor. It wasn't one of my fandoms, but I came into fandom in 2002, so I was exposed to a lot of Highlander vids.