Marissa Lingen (mrissa) wrote,
Marissa Lingen

Glass of water, piece of chocolate, sit down.

So I've been trying to catch up on stuff I didn't get done with vertigo, and that's been taking a fair amount of energy and time. I probably wouldn't be so tired if I wasn't waking up starving at 5:30 a.m. each morning -- I would swear I'm eating enough and late enough, but apparently I'm wrong. And also I probably wouldn't be so tired if the beastdog hadn't decided to interrogate me last night about 15-20 minutes after I went to bed and had fallen asleep. All of a sudden there was a cold nose in my face and a little voice saying, "Arr? Arroo? Arroorroo arr?" I have no idea what she needed to know, but it was definitely her question intonation, and it was a detailed thing she was asking. markgritter came in and hauled her out with him (he stays up later than I do), but oof.

I hit the ground running this morning -- got my back fixed, and then timprov's, took him to the hospital (to get copies of stuff from when he was there in February to take to one of the new specialists, so no need to freak out), and I managed to get a few more necessary errands done before I found myself getting kind of emotionally involved with the choice of trash can lids in Target, and that seemed like a sign that I should go home and have a glass of water and a piece of chocolate and a sit down. So I did, and it worked well. I recommend it.

I am now sufficiently refreshed that I could go out and harvest cherry tomatoes and basil and rosemary. I think we're going to be pretty pesto-endowed for awhile here. The basil has gone nuts and more or less killed the cilantro, and it looks like the rosemary was going to be its next victim (I cut basil disproportionately from the rosemary side of the plant so as to give the rosemary a bit more of a chance, because being able to make rosemary buns whenever I like is really convenient).

I'm trying to figure out what it would be reasonable for me to get done yet this month and this year, in terms of Sampo and the next book I write, whatever that is (yah, like we don't know what that is), and ideally at least two short stories soon. Sampo has always been a wild card. With everything else I can estimate time more or less reasonably, but I have no idea what this book is going to do to my brain at which points. Still seems worth thinking about, though. I'll let you know if I come up with anything.

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