For your aural pleasure

Well, it took until Monday before I started feeling even remotely human again. And it wasn’t until Thursday that I started feeling like I could do much by way of activities. It’s disappointing, though I suppose I didn’t have much planned for my vacation that needed high physical activity. It’s just that I had hoped to rest in a way that involved being conscious slightly more often. Also, it meant mum was left doing all the work. I don’t feel guilty, because it wasn’t my fault, but I do feel upset.

I tried out the vacuum sealer I got second-hand from work. Neither of us was feeling in the mood to plow through the massive quantity of yule log cake we had left. So I sliced it up, lightly froze it for stability, and then vacuum sealed it into sets of two or three slices. It seems to have worked great. And now I have emergency cake rations in the freezer!

We had another couple of storms roll through. Solid rain, though not as apocalyptic as I expected or as other places got. The weeds are at least knee high, but it’s never dry enough to mow or weed whack, so, uh, guess we just live in a jungle now...

Lewisia: 6 new pieces written (all caught up), January posts queued

Day job: none hours

Cooking: vacuum sealed yule log slices

Cleaning: hauled the tree out of the house

Crafting: bought some more stickers (shoutout to KeyMonster) and turned them into magnets again, made a little more progress on attaching patches

Gardening: started making a shortlist of seeds to buy

Reading: Strangers in Paradise XXV #1 & #2 (oh no, you mean all the other series are connected too??? I am never going to be done reading Terry Moore, am I?), We Need Your Art by Amie McNee (I liked it, I think, it’s a bit different from the usual advice, which I appreciate), also, I’m reading each day’s passage from John Darnielle’s This Year: 365 Songs Annotated

Watching: out of a desperate desire to actually set aside time to watch things I want to see, I have resorted to creating a Pacemaker plan for watching shows, adulthood is hell...

Listening: a clutch of Louie Zong albums--Oneiric Ocean (sounds like lost tracks from the E.V.O. game soundtrack), Spyglass (more of the fun collage stuff he does), and Rain in the Valley (just beautiful)

Playing: started dabbling with Moonlighter--oh, I’m so bad at real-time combat, but I will make an attempt

Clock Mouse: 583 words through the end of the year, switched to doing planning work--30 minutes

Other: purged three email inboxes with extreme prejudice (╬▔皿▔)╯

She found the stash of silverware in the back of her grandmother’s closet after her death, swaddled in mouse-nibbled dishcloths, crammed in byzantine arrangements into dusty cardboard boxes. All of it was black with tarnish from decades of disuse, save one piece she took at first to be the wedge of a cake slicer. The knife was big and freshly polished to a shine like moonlight by someone who evidently knew her grandmother’s house and belongings better than she did.

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