Now what to talk about... oh yeah. I need to write more - plain and simple.
I've been having all kinds of ideas bubbling up in my noggin that I'd like to get out, but for some reason, I just don't seem to have the time and energy.
Mostly the energy.
And yeah yeah, I know. MAKE the time. I do try that, but frak it's hard.
Work is... well... work. My mind seems to stay busy with work crap - phone calls, typing, paperwork, menu revision, trying not to kill people who take me for granted or treat me like crap - but after my shift ends, my body starts to shut down. My mind screams "Freedom!" and starts shouting about all the things it wants to do, but then the body is yawning begging for a coma nap.
I need to get my body back into some kind of... better shape. Started back up at the gym but have paused again because 1. "powerloss" is making me nauseous which I don't want at the gym, and 2. my ankle.
I always start off my gym routine with an hour on the treadmill. When I first started going to the gym, it took a while for me to work up to a whole hour, and then I petered out a bit, but it's like riding a bike, right? I went back, feet were not happy, left leg (aka the car accident leg) started voicing loud unhappiness, but I'm gravitating now between 45min to an hour... depending on what kind of day I'm having.
But now my lovely left ankle is quite unhappy with me... again. Back after the car accident, my left leg - from about knee to ankle - swelled up causing me to limp a bit. Occasionally the chiropractor had to adjust my ankle - which is not the most pleasant feeling in the world compared to when my neck and back get adjusted.
Now I don't think I have to go back to the chiro, but I do need to take care of myself. Anthony B at work (a fellow Filipino half-breed) said I needed to RICE it, but it's a little difficult to ice an ankle at work. I tried that last year when I was all swollen and sore. The desks at work are not conducive to properly icing... or even elevating for that matter... one's ankle. I can do the other two, so at least that's something. I took Jessie F's advice about wearing more stable shoes for the time being since I have these comfy sandals that have a little bit of a heel to them, and I have been stumbling on my left ankle lately. So yeah... I'm being good, and hopefully I'll be able to get back to the gym and melt some fat off.
I also need to get back to making/bringing meals to work. Crappy thing is that I can't really cook here. The kitchen is always cluttered and poorly organized and the times I've redone the kitchen fridge and the pantry, it just got frakked up again. I made myself a shelf in the garage fridge as well as a shelf in the door of said fridge, but sheesh. I just took it.
It's so hard being OCD in a house that knows it's got an organizational problem and does nothing to really fix it. *sigh*
I haven't updated any of my story blogs. (I know, I'm a bad story blog mama, but I'm aiming to fix that soon.) Also I've been looking over my Figment account. I only have one story on it (a contest submission I did), but in looking at the page, I'm wondering if I should add one or a few or all of my story blogs to Figment. I can update "Chapters"... not sure though. Also was part of the Book Country beta and am wondering what I should with that account.
I'm terrible at this. *headdesk* <Help?!>
I've been adding notes almost every day to my NaNoWriMo story for this year so that's still something. I'm hoping that by the time November rolls around, I'll have enough to write a complete novel this time around. And speaking of novels, I'm also tinkering with additional scenes for the two that I still need to finish - "Chloe" and "DG" - but hopefully that'll get underway soon. My revised goal is to be published (in some capacity) by November 2016. Hopefully I can make that happen.
I'd like to get back to the Terry Pratchett school of thought which is to write at least 300 words a day because if you write every day, you can call yourself a writer instead of not writing and just being a lazy bum.
Okay, I'm paraphrasing, but you get my point.
I need a calm zen space to work. I need to not have yappy dogs and stompy, loud older men taking my zen away. Dammit.
I also have to REALLY look over Jim G's outline. I have a couple thoughts, but again, that zen place where can I hear my own thoughts would help in that regard GREATLY.
Man, I need my own place.
Okie dokie my little artichokies... I think it's time I attempt this thing called sleep and hopefully have some pretty righteous dreams. (Can you train yourself to be totally functional with 4-5 hours of sleep? That would be ideal. If so, let me know.) In the meantime...
Later my lovelies.