southernmedicine: (space)
What I Did Today

+ Went to therapy.
+ Took a nap.
+ Cleaned my bathroom.
+ Took out the trash.
+ Washed the dishes.
+ Did a load of laundry.
+ Put up a framed print I've been meaning to hang.
+ Vaguely chatted with a couple of people.
+ Watched a little tv.
+ Took a shower.
+ Piddled around on Instagram.

What I Did Not Do At All Today

+ Write.


It's fine. It's fine. The first fic isn't due for three more days. I've completely outlined it and written about 1/3 of it, I just need to bang out the rest. Easy peasy. For sure. I will do this after my morning shift and my afternoon errands.

Also, check it out! My favorite coyote, the big female who always seems to meet me in the evenings near our mailbox, came to visit our yard. I love her. I would feel safer in this whole burglary situation if I knew she was prowling around our house all night and sleeping in her favorite spot in the early morning.

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southernmedicine: (bones)
Hello to all the people I've just met, who might now be seeing me on their Reading page. Sorry for the unavoidable fact that most of my posts are going to be incredibly mundane until I manage to immerse myself back into the world of fandom in a more meaningful way.

I have done a fill for one (1) comment fic drabble, and I am quite proud of myself. I'm on the look out for more similar opportunities; comment fic, drabble challenges, ect. I feel like for all the time I've taken away, I only really have the confidence to start small, you know?

It's past noon already, and I'm only just getting my ass in gear. I've got more laundry to do, because when I travel, my luggage can sometimes sit there for a week or more before I can be moved to unpack it. This time it's only been two days, so I think I deserve a hearty pat on the back for being comparatively On Top of Things.

I plan to back up all the photos and video I took on my trip, too, and spend some time organizing my files into categories, because I'm very precise that way and the chaos of disorder can bring me massive anxiety. Fun, right? Good times, you say?

Hmm. I need more icons. I feel like in the olden days, in the LJ days of yore, finding them was somehow a whole lot easier. Or maybe I just belonged to more comms and had more connections, iunno.

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Sometimes anxious, always tired.

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