A Break from the Organization

 

I don’t think I mentioned earlier, when I said I wanted to read 416 books, I do also mean things like picture books and comics and such as well as actual books. I’ve read a ton of actual books, but I think trying to read 416 full novels in a year would be a hell of a thing. I’m not going to say that such a thing is impossible, no no. But it certainly isn’t something I think could manage myself. I mean maybe, if I didn’t work. Even so I’m not ready to find such a thing out, if I’m honest. I like my job, even when I’m aggravated with it or stressed or anxious. I do absolutely love what I do overall. I definitely don’t want to know what it’s like to be unemployed. That is not thing I want to experience right now. 

Anyway, I finished two books today, but I’d already finished one of them when I was writing earlier so I have 15 books/comics/novellas/et cetera to read to go before I reach 416. I have a couple of comics I wanted to catch up on so that will help. I also have a graphic novel I’ve started. When I finish all that I’ll probably be about eight books away still, but I’ll cross that bridge when I come to it. 

I started going through my closet which meant emptying several tubs. I left a lot of it on my bed so to attempt to motivate myself to do more tonight before I go to bed. Enough that I can get into my bed again. I’m not 10000% sure that will happen. But I figure I can always sleep in my sister’s old bed if I need to. And that would mean the sunlight coming through in through the window in the morning would probably wake me up at a more reasonable hour than I might otherwise get up, which would not be a bad thing. I’ll definitely sleep later in my own bed/room than I would in that one. But I would also sleep better in my room/bed than I would in my sister’s. And while it wouldn’t be bad for me to get up at a reasonable hour, I won’t be very productive if I’m not rested. If I really want to get up early, I can also set an alarm. 

That said, I still don’t know if I’m going to find the motivation to go work on the stuff in my room enough to clear my bed yet. It’s already midnight and there is a lot of stuff. Granted, the longer I sit here not working on it, the tougher things are going to get. At least I’m feeling pretty awake at the moment. That’s not a great thing in the long run since I really do need to keep a decent sleep schedule so that going back to work isn’t the suckiest thing ever. Of course, I am who I am and the whole night owl thing is not likely to go away any time soon if it hasn’t already. I’m not sure if I wanna sing along to my music or watch another movie or TV show or start another book while I work. I guess I’ll see how I feel when I get up there. 

But I really should get to it. Wish me luck--I’m taking my wine and a ton of garbage bags with me. 

Progress or Something

 

I decided to take a little break. Not that I’ve been working solid or anything, but my ankle was feeling tired and I’d just finished one of the movies I’ve had on while I work on this stuff so it seemed like a good time to sit and write for a bit. The unfortunate thing is that I’ve just realized how hungry I am which is total bollocks because I ate lunch… actually, I guess that was two or three hours ago. I didn’t eat a proper breakfast either unless you count eating BBQ chips and tablespoons of peanut butter and honey at 5:30 in the morning before you go to sleep “eating breakfast.” Cause, yeah I’m pretty sure it doesn’t. 

I feel bad about the dog. I don’t feel confident about walking her and right at this moment, I can’t afford to pay someone to walk her. And she’s not getting a ride around town in my car either. She’s a filthy, filthy mess. It’s been raining the majority of the last week. We had one really nice day in the middle but otherwise, it’s been rain, rain, rain. Sometimes I feel like North Carolina doesn’t have a “winter” it has a “rainier season.” The backyard is flooded. I’m not too worried about the house or anything because we sit pretty high up and we’re on a concrete slab (no crawl space) so we’re not likely to have issues with the water. I guess it could cause issues with the support structure of the back porch, but it seems to be holding up fine. I think it too is high enough to stay out of sitting water. They did a good job for the house when they grated. The front yard too. The backyard though is a pond. It doesn’t help that between the three dogs we’ve had over the years here there are a ton of holes in the ground. Some of those holes are over six inches deep and over a foot wide. They hold A LOT OF WATER and because the grass doesn’t properly grow in a lot of these spots, it’s a literal recipe for mud puddles. 

The dog is so dirty that in drying off on the porch she’s left mounds of dirt on the back porch. The stairs up to the porch are now the color of the not-quite-red clay we have here. 

Which is all to say there is no way I’m putting her in my car. My car is enough of a mess without adding that. Granted my back seat is cluttered with books and other such things at the moment, and I have enough on my plate for the moment that I don’t feel like adding “cleaning the car” to the list. I really should get the hookah stuff out of there. It’s been in my trunk for like a year. It should probably go in my closet or something. But I’m already in the midst of trying to make that a less dangerous place I’m not sure that I want to add anything else. Actually, once I’m finished with the work I’m doing right now I should have a spot for it. I see it coming together in my head and I think it’s going to be good. I’ve got a little stand in there that might work well in my office too. 

I’m also looking into donating a few more of my books. I want to open up space on my bookshelf for some of my Funko Pops. They’re not displayed in a great way at the moment and I’d like to see them in a better spot. Not to mention that I don’t currently have room for any more and as much I love them, there’s no way I’ve bought the last pop I’m ever going to buy. This is also supposed to be the year we get Wynonna Earp pops. 

I still haven’t watched the second part of the third season. I know it’s dumb, but I’m still grieving Dolls. He’s a fictional character, I know, but one of my favorite parts of the show was watching the two of them interact. Really, all of Dolls interactions with all the other characters were some of my favorite things. I know the actor is getting to go onto bigger and better things, and I’m happy for him. But, the best parts of the show for me was how he was growing and how he was with the other cast members. Him mentoring Nicole? Dolls sort of fathering Waverly? Him challenging Doc? Him butting heads with Nedley? Those were the best things about the show behind him and Wynonna and Nicole and Waverly. 

I love Nicole and Waverly, they’re fantastic, and I don’t want to give up on their story. I don’t want to give up on Wynonna either. Her growth is… great. Melanie Scarfano is a phenomenal actress. And the writing on the show is pretty great overall. There is so much to love about the show, there really is, but I’m devastated that Dolls isn’t part of the team anymore. 

He’s a fictional character, but he’s just so near and dear to my heart, I can’t stand it. 

Not that Dolls or Wynonna Earp are my priorities at the moment. I suppose I could use the time I’m working on reorganizing to catch up on season three, but it’s hard enough not to get distracted by the TV when I’ve got stuff on it that I’ve already seen or is just generally lighthearted enough that it won’t matter if I miss anything. You listen to a Hallmark movie and keep up, you don’t actually have to watch it. 

Anyway, I’m hungry and I have a ton of work left to do so I’m going to leave this here for now.