Habits, habits

Posted by jupe

I need to form the habits again to be posting every single day.

It’s amazing how when you stop doing something for as little a time as a week, the habit just falls away. I was writing and drawing everyday and posting both and then after the week before Christmas, stopped. I will commit to this again.

On the drawing front, I actually HAVE been drawing on a daily basis, but I just haven’t been posting anything for it. I’m working on the Surge still and I’ve finally finished the concept drawings for Toronto Comix vol 2. I just haven’t been posting them because I’ve actually been ill the last few days.

Even as I type this right now, I have the chills while sweating.

Last night, we took the tree down and I did a good chunk of the work while sitting. Sweeping and bending over took a lot out of me and when it came time for bed, I passed right out.  I had another cramp attack earlier that day, too, but it wasn’t nearly as bad as before, which leads me to believe that it might’ve been a symptom of what I have, considering that Alex had the same cramps a couple days ago.

Or, it was psychosomatic.

Anyway, Alex came home early yesterday to get Nick to Beavers because there was no way in hell I was in any condition to drive.

Today was garbage day and we didn’t get anything out last night. I was in no condition to carry anything up and down stairs and I can’t really blame Alex for not wanting to be alone in taking out all that trash.  Instead, still sick, I took the trash out today. We missed recycling again.

Sunday was a great day. I went to Cindy’s house for a few hours and blended/carded some fibre I’ve been meaning to take care of for a long time, now. I also did some work on a sock that’s been a WIP but put it down after about five rows out of frustration of fucking up. When I got home, I had to cook dinner, and the rest of the evening was spent playing Grey Warden Sparkletwat in DA:O.

That’s that, I suppose. I’m going to get some drawing done, fold some laundry, then stretch out and try to recover until I need to get Nick from school. I have to cook dinner again tonight and I just feel like shit. Still, I have to do it.

Feh.

This bug just won’t go away.

Posted by jupe

I swear, I’ve been sick for a couple weeks, now, and it’s driving me crazy.  It’s getting better, I’ll admit, but it still sucks.

Got a few things to do today. We visit Lisa and Blah tomorrow so we’ll need to get Soleil’s Christmas present sorted. I had plans to knit her an adorable doll but just didn’t have the time with the funeral a week before the holidays. She’ll have to settle for a care package and something new handknit for her birthday, instead.

It’s been awhile since I got groceries, too, and it’s starting to become evident whenever I look in the fridge.  Time to stock up.

Nick starts school on Monday. I can’t wait. Monday means gym time again, which also means a completely different streaming schedule. I’ll have to sit down and plan everything accordingly.  I might nix on the classes for a little while, except the Wednesday class and maybe the Tuesday class, and focus on my running and strengthening. I have a lot of weight to lose and I want to do it in the most enjoyable manner, possible.

 

Happy New Year

Posted by jupe

What can I say/ I’m exhausted. I’m also old.  No new years parties, no countdowns, no getting loaded. I stayed up till 2am playing Dragon Age and only knew that midnight was coming around when my husband’s phone warned us that it was 11:59, then when my watch beeped at midnight.

Alex got up with the kids this morning and let me sleep a bit but that was rudely interrupted by a little monster with freezing cold hands pawing all over me.

I’m not really impressed. I just want some time away from the kids and the house and for recreational purposes. Not because I have to go to a class (which I do love, just to clarify, but it’s learning and Ty’s classes are intensely brain melting), nor because I have to get groceries or go shopping. And I certainly don’t want my break to be because I am granted two hours to run errands.  Toronto Comix is about as close as I get to time to myself these days, but again, it’s business. It’s a meeting. My brain is always going.

I miss knitting. I miss hanging out with my local friends because nobody wants anything from me. They talk about any shit that pops into their heads. I can swear as much as I want without worrying that a three year old is gonna start dropping F-bombs.

I’m just tired.

Alex goes to work tomorrow, so again, as usual, with the kids I’ll be. Saturday is Lisa’s. Sunday, maybe, just maybe, I’ll be able to spend some time with friends.

Maybe.