CricketWhir of Zenith
Jul. 18th, 2022 09:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ismoI've just been feeling disinclined in general. Also restless and as if nothing is happening worth recording. We've been trying to go to bed early, both because we're already tired by the time it gets dark, and because we're hoping to get enough sleep that way. So far, it's working better for the Sparrowhawk than for me. Going to bed early just gives me more time in which to tediously wake up again and again and go "good grief, is it still dark, ugh." The Sparrowhawk took the car in early this morning to have the brakes looked at, and they haven't given it back yet. This gives me a feeling of being in limbo because I don't know if I'll be able to do any of the things that require a car tomorrow. The last few days have been good practice in trying to brace up and discover or invent some sense of purpose in spite of being cranky.
I fell down the rabbit hole of the past yesterday. I was trying to remember when we buried my mother--it seemed as if it was coming up soon, but it really wasn't until August. I had a nice segment of time just perfect for writing, but I spent it all in the past. Good grief, the number of things I did back then was quite astonishing. I don't know how I managed all that. Of course, the fact that I did all those things in the past is one reason I'm older and more tired in the present! Still, I slog along getting a few more words each day. I've also continued slowly putting away all the baggage from both trips, including the things from my returned bag. I washed some hand-washable things and put them on the drying rack out on the porch. In this weather, it's a congenial place to dry things quickly.
The weather has been nice--warmer than usual, but certainly nothing to complain about in view of the horrible heat waves being endured in other parts of the globe! We went out for a walk yesterday, for the first time in quite awhile. My pleasure was somewhat diminished by the Sparrowhawk having a more difficult time than usual, and needing to sit down a couple of times. I guess he used up too much of his dopamine earlier in the day. This is why we try to go to bed early. Today we sat out in the back yard for awhile, until it got too warm. We saw a lovely hummingbird buzzing around the gaudy orange and burgundy day lilies! I also have a couple of sweet-scented pink lilies blooming. They even smell pink, like cotton candy. And nearly every time I go into my garden, I see toads of various sizes. A garden with toads is a happy garden.
I fell down the rabbit hole of the past yesterday. I was trying to remember when we buried my mother--it seemed as if it was coming up soon, but it really wasn't until August. I had a nice segment of time just perfect for writing, but I spent it all in the past. Good grief, the number of things I did back then was quite astonishing. I don't know how I managed all that. Of course, the fact that I did all those things in the past is one reason I'm older and more tired in the present! Still, I slog along getting a few more words each day. I've also continued slowly putting away all the baggage from both trips, including the things from my returned bag. I washed some hand-washable things and put them on the drying rack out on the porch. In this weather, it's a congenial place to dry things quickly.
The weather has been nice--warmer than usual, but certainly nothing to complain about in view of the horrible heat waves being endured in other parts of the globe! We went out for a walk yesterday, for the first time in quite awhile. My pleasure was somewhat diminished by the Sparrowhawk having a more difficult time than usual, and needing to sit down a couple of times. I guess he used up too much of his dopamine earlier in the day. This is why we try to go to bed early. Today we sat out in the back yard for awhile, until it got too warm. We saw a lovely hummingbird buzzing around the gaudy orange and burgundy day lilies! I also have a couple of sweet-scented pink lilies blooming. They even smell pink, like cotton candy. And nearly every time I go into my garden, I see toads of various sizes. A garden with toads is a happy garden.
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Date: 2022-07-19 12:23 pm (UTC)I did create a pseudonymous Instagram to possibly take advantage of some new SFWA promo stuff.