And another mental health update!

Well, I got most of the things that I needed to take care of taken care of. And, wow, that sentence looks wonky.

I still have some grading to work on, and I'd like to get a start on my Renaissance paper, which is due April 7. I'm on spring break from work this week, so things are relatively sane right now, though only by a little bit. The house is still Box City, and I suppose I should work on that today. I have class at 2:00, and I have to leave at 1:00 for it (45 minute drive), and I'm so completely NOT motivated to go. Particularly since I'm fairly certain that I'm not going to continue with this 2nd degree business. It's too tiring, and way too stressful. I can't enjoy any of the things that I LIKE to do -- I only just started working on Ch 51 in earnest. I've practically fallen completely out of touch with fandom, which annoys me a bit. The stories that I like to read have been updated so many times that I'm not sure if I'll have the time to get caught up with them.

And I may soon be undertaking a project that will be extremely rewarding if all goes well -- but extremely time consuming, even if it doesn't. A very small handful of people know what I'm talking about. I'm superstitious that way -- telling too many people makes it feel like I'm going to jinx myself. All I can say is this: all of the bad luck I've experienced over the past few months may have been advance payment for a karmic turnaround. I'll say more when I know more.

( Adventures in Cat Ownership )

Ugh. I need a good reason to actually MAKE it to class today. I really, really, REEEEAAAALLLLLY don't feel like going. Bleh. It's rainy, and grey, and... I feel lazy.

Wheee! Busy!

I ended up cutting class today. *hangs head in shame* However, I got... okay, not a LOT done. Well, maybe. I guess it depends on how you define "a lot."

I went next door and helped Mom take down some mirrors. She had three eight-foot mirrors in the living room, screwed into this one wall. Well, she wanted to take them down. We did. And only broke one of them (intentionally -- long story).

I sprayed for bugs. Alllllll around the perimeter of the house and inside as well. (George found a [*SHUDDER*] roach last night.)

I did a little laundry. I need to fold it/put it away, but it's done.

I haven't done any unpacking. Bleh.

I HAVE made progress on Ch 51. I'm having such a party when that monstrosity's finished, I'll tell you what.

And Bronte hasn't thrown up AT ALL today. I think aoi_tsuki1 was right -- she made a piggy of herself. And in even better news, Kisa hasn't tried marking the walls again today. Or if she has, I haven't seen her.

I think I'm gonna do a bit of unpacking in the bedroom next. That place almost looks inhabitable!

*pirouettes*