out in daylight, my potential

Went out yesterday to see an old friend who is back in town, along with actuallyclintbarton, thebonesofferalletters, and balsamandash. Lots of fun, and weirdly like being 16 again, but totally exhausting - I came home, meant to take a nap for two or three hours maximum, and ended up sleeping forever. (I woke up for a couple hours around 4 AM, and went back to bed before 7, because nope. My body was not ready for consciousness.)

So, since I didn't get to write much yesterday, I holed up in my office today to try to make up for it. I may have spent some time lying on the floor whining about how writing is hard while Toby sat on my chest and purred, but I'm at over 800 words for the day, so it turned out well. Actually having an office again, even if it's not perfect yet, is definitely helping.

I am even ahead of schedule for getyourwordsout! Not a huge amount, but by a comfortable margin.

( A CHART! Shut up I love charts. )

Been listening to my playlists for Kilgate things while writing, and I am remembering again why I love this series. I need to figure out what I'm doing for those first two books so I can outline and actually start writing again. I am ready to go home to Kilgate now.

...so the temperature in the house got up to 94-96 degrees yesterday. Mal's mother chased us out of the house and drove us to the library before we got heat stroke, but I still don't quite feel well, and basically collapsed as soon as I got home. And slept for fourteen hours. Maybe more. Ugh.

At least I woke up to a nice storm and much cooler temperatures so that's not a problem today. Thank you, Ororo.

Now I desperately need to do something productive today, to make up for everything I didn't do yesterday. Blargh.

Uggggggh. So we're moving somewhat abruptly, because it's that or get evicted (do not ask me to tell the story right now), and I am pretty sure I am going to collapse or explode or something. I am tired and in pain and way too stressed and I do not want to be doing this. I want to be done. We have too much stuff and not enough room and not enough time.

Aaaand on top of everything else, there's this whole clusterfuck with the animals. We're moving in with Mal (which is great), but we're going to have to stay at their family's house until we can get a place of our own, and their mother is insisting we only take one animal.

We have four.

Ace is going to stay with Jaqui in Dallas, so that's okay. She'll have to stay outside, and it's going to be a pain to go back and get her when we have a place to put her, but she knows Jaqui and as long as she does not turn out to be some kind of crazy escape artist, all should work out on that front.

Olive is coming with us, because she is small and neurotic and does not do well with separation. It's going to be bad enough separating her from her sister, and I would not inflict this dog on someone who is not well-acquainted with her crazy.

We had a place for the cats until fucking yesterday, when the guy who'd been saying for weeks that he could take them backed out with no reason given. It was great of him to wait this long so we have literally no time to make other arrangements. Really. Thank you so much for that, dude.

So... I really don't fucking know. We're probably going to end up taking them to Mal's place anyway. I cannot give them up - we got them on my birthday, almost exactly a month after Simba died, and October is my daemon and possibly Simba's reincarnation, because sometimes she's so much like him it's spooky, and I will not let go of her.

I guess if worst comes to worst, plan B is, once again, living in the back of the car with the dog. In Florida. In the summer. Yaaaay.

Blargh. I am both ridiculously stressed out by this whole LJ debacle, and desperately hoping this is what finally kicks at least some of LJRP into moving over to DW. Especially the games I'm in and the one I'm planning on joining. Fingers crossed and all that.

In the meantime, HI, PEOPLE NEW TO DREAMWIDTH. I'M GLAD YOU'RE HERE.

Happy things: Mat brought me a present from whatawaytoburn when he came home. He also brought me fuzzy socks.

( LOOK AT THE SHINY. )

Also, I made pumpkin biscotti today, and it tastes like amazing and victory. And I still have enough pumpkin to make more! Next time I think I will try it with chocolate chips. And a (non-pumpkin) batch with cranberries and almonds.

I have a feeling I will need to make a billion batches, because I never want to stop eating them. You're supposed to leave them for a day or so, so they'll get crunchy, but I don't have the patience for that. Want pumpkiny deliciousness NOW. In fact, I am going to go make coffee and grab another piece of biscotti right now. :|