Again, So Very Tired

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I’m just exhausted. Yesterday, I was a walking zombie.  I brought Rusty to speech therapy, met Alex for lunch, and got home at 3. The clocks in my house still said 2 and I thought I had an hour to nap, but upon checking my phone, I realised it was really 3pm. Balls.

So, we picked up Nick and went to get his hair cut.  He looks like a little boy instead of a dirty hippie now. After the haircut, we got some groceries and went home.

My neighbour was out and about and I invited him in to talk since I didn’t want to stand outside and talk (and I had groceries to bring in). We ended up yapping for about 40 minutes about various crap and when he left, I was in a dead hurry to get dinner ready.

Alex got home shortly after six and as soon as dinner was ready I grabbed some knitting, hopped in the car, and hung out at Panera for a few hours.

After I got home, Alex brought to my attention an egg of Skittles candy on a shelf out of Nick’s reach. He had it in his room and was trying to sneak eat it. He told his dad that I said it was okay for him to have it.  I knew immediately that he was lying. When we were at the grocery store, he wanted one and I had said no.  While I wasn’t looking, he put it into his pocket and finally successfully shoplifted it. (I had busted his previous two attempts at shoplifting) So, today after school, we’re going to the store to return it and he’s telling the cashier that he stole it and he is very sorry.

If he ever does it again, we’re going to the police station where he can tell the police what he did. He’s convinced that if he ever steals again he’ll go to jail. So, if it so happens that he does shoplift again, I’m going to ask the cops if they can bring him to a jail cell for 30 minutes or so, just to scare him straight. We’ll see. I just hope he never steals again.

Little fucker.

I’m not blaming Daylight Savings

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But holy fuck, am I ever tired. The adjusted clock read 10:40pm and I was just completely done for the day, so I went to bed.  We bought some new Melatonin for me since I ran out and I was back into my bedtime routine and although it took me about ten minutes to fall asleep, I slept well for a couple of hours. It was probably around 2am that I first got up and from then until the alarm went off, it was toss, turn, nightmare, gas, and pain in my arm. It was an almost-gall attack again but thankfully not full blown. Today, I just feel like complete shite. I have a mild headache and a general uneasiness in self.

Still, it’s not going to stop me from making a daily post and doing some drawing. I’m almost done page 6 of the Surge. I’ll work on that before Rusty’s speech therapy and then be on my way by noon for that. Nick needs a haircut after school today because he thinks he’s starting to look like a girl. He took a bath last night and his hair was puffy today. I found him a hooded shirt so he could hide his hair, haha. Sometimes he actually kind of acts like a girl… when it comes to his hair, at least.

No daily drawing for today since I’ll be inking for the Surge. If I draw something, I’ll post it later.

I haven’t posted in two months.

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I fell out of the habit of posting everyday really quickly when I fell ill. It’s been a horrible couple of months, physically, and sort of emotionally. I’ve just been feeling gloomy and like general shit about everything for reasons too personal to go into over the blog. Regardless, there it is. FWP to the Nth degree.

The good news is that over the past two months where I’ve been practically nonexistent, I finished my contribution to Toronto Comics volume 2. I illustrated, inked, and lettered a story written by Daniel Reynolds and got it in the day before the deadline, February 28th.

On the art front, I have a couple of things to mention.  I’m working on the Red Surge again and hope to finish that soon. I’m doing the inks in Sai and the background line work in Manga Studio because I really dig their perspective tool.

As far as other art is concerned, I’m working on a Totoro piece for a dear friend of mine. He commissioned three pictures of Totoro for his young boy: Totoro on a train, Totoro in a car, and Totoro in the Cat Bus.

I’ll make Totoro on the train a daily drawing pic, even though I did it a few weeks ago and it’s still a WIP. Cheating, cheating.

I’ll try to post everyday again.

Habits, habits

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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.

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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

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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.

I missed a day!

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Not that anyone reads this, hahaha, but yeah. I missed yesterday. You know, it completely slipped my mind, but to make up for it, I have some pics to show off. I inked for a good four hours yesterday and am going to spend a generous chunk of today inking, too.

I also got the chance to play with my new copic markers the other night. I drew a simple Ivy and Harley picture and did some experimentation.  I think paper will have a lot to do with it, though this sketchbook has 60 lb paper. Regardless, I’m going to give it a try on my mixed media paper to see how that works out. It’s definitely a thicker grade paper and will probably retain the ink better.

I just need to figure out what I want to draw on it.

In other news, nothing really is going on. I have to do groceries and I have to run a couple errands, but they can wait until after I finish all my drawing for the day. We have no plans for tonight and no plans for tomorrow, as per the norm. Maybe I’ll make Chinese food tomorrow to carry on my grandmother’s New Years traditions.

Yesterday was a bad day, emotionally. I felt like complete shit for the majority of the day and it only started to lift later in the evening, somewhat.

Anyway, that’s all for now. I’ll upload some art as separate posts to fill in the appropriate days.

I assure you, I HAVE been drawing daily

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I’ve been drawing everyday, I promise. I’m just doing so traditionally and am not posting them online as of yet.  I’ve been working on Toronto Comix vol 2 and on the Red Surge. I need to delegate my time for each to feel productive, though.  I’ll likely do some streaming to the Red Surge later, so don’t fret. I’ll also post some preview thumbs to see.

What’s been going on? Well, I finally got my copic markers and a travel case for my art supplies for when I leave the house. That way, everything is in one package that I can grab and go with. I also rearranged my desk! My printer and scanner are on the top shelf, along with my art books and art supplies. The bottom area, which is the main area, has the laptop, the light pad, the tablet, and the copics.

I also have a yarn bowl on the main table part which I’ll use next time I have time to knit. Tonight is knit night and I won’t be going. Quel suprise.

Today’s agenda: do Rusty’s laundry, as he wet the bed again, and draw. Story of my life!

Damnit!

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I think I’m coming down with my kids’ cough.  I was actually up at 5:30 this morning, unable to sleep, no matter how hard I tried. SO, instead of lying there, miserable, I came downstairs and worked a bit on The Red Surge. I was back up within about an hour and finally fell asleep until both boys were awake at 9:30. Damned kids just haven’t been wanting to go to sleep. Nick was up as late as 11pm and, as usual, we had to lose our shit at him before he went to sleep.

I just don’t get it; the little fuckers just don’t care. They only understand the “lose my shit” tone of voice and then get mad at me that I yelled. If only their hearing could pick up on the twenty thousand fucking times I ask them to do something NICELY.

 

Nick, can you please do this?
Nick? Please can you do the thing?
Nick, please do the thing, honey.
Nick? Nick… please do the thing.
….
(deep breath)
Nicholas, can you please do the thing?
Nick.
Nick!
NICK!
(at this point, he might look at me like a deer in headlights)
NICK! DO THE THING!
(by now, he’s staring at me, bewildered, as though he’s only started to hear me speak to him)
NICK! GET UP AND DO THE THING RIGHT NOW!

and at this point, “OKAY! OKAY! GEEZ!”

Really? Holy fuck.

Anyway, another day with the kids; Alex is bottling beer with Rob and starting a new brew. Five hours…

 

I slept wrong on my back last night, too. My right shoulder is excruciating right now. Stupid pinched nerve.

Today’s agenda: more drawing.