Today I worked out how to start a blog on my portfolio website and deleted it learning it takes over the entire site. I have a support email in asking how to make it just one of my pages.

I have the blank house key cut as well as another house key that I have been keeping my eye out for years. After two locksmith failures on monday, this is sort of big. I still need to get gate keys made but I have a plan for that.

If I count staying up overnight and working on this this morning, then I also figured out how to create the tapered line I wanted for my Illustrator vines. It isn’t turning out to look like I wanted so it got put away to think on some more.

On Monday I did the basic construction of the charge station I have been planning. Today I hooked it up and am using it. It still needs either plastic grass, pebbles or felted wool pebbles (ideas I am working on) but it has reached a milestone.

I decided that I am tired of watching myself and stepping carefully and feeling tied up in knots. I am going back to my attitude that I don’t need to fix everything I can find out about myself all right now and people can just deal with me being me like they have to this point. And I found myself trying to work out apology/not apology but info swap communication standards with two separate people (maybe three if you count my mom and her Ahhhhh I don’t know what is up with you and I am sure you must hate me because you aren’t getting a hold of me question.) Guess that is just part of who I am right now and I am going to continue to work on it. But I think I will rest the mantle of babble and overly long story telling back on my shoulders and say tough it, you put up with me this long, you can last a while longer. And those that don’t like it shouldn’t be around me anyway.

I got out of the house and protein into me. On the down side, that was the last food I have eaten and I am long overdue for another meal. I was planning on pizza because I would actually eat it but managed to put it off until too late. I am slowly working my way back to the mid ground.

I took pictures of my key success. I have plans to take pictures of my charge station. I have plans on how to organize my Palace of Fine Arts photos before that fever wears off. I want to post in my new blog projects I get to milestones. I may take forever to finish something, or never finish it but I am actually doing things again and that is important to note.

I managed to get past the fighting of myself I have been doing and sent in the final of a freelance project I have been working on since Aug. I am soooo tired of this project. Next time (if they actually want there to be a next time) it will need to be structured as little bitty projects that wrap up, go away and come back with the next stage instead of this feeling of the endless return of the same thing with another level of futzing to be done and it goes away again.

I also took back the kitty supplies. It was planned for monday, then tue, then… and didn’t happen as I fell down the rabbit hole. It looks like I probably have agreed to take on two 6wk old kittens. The bathroom has been bleached and cleaned up. Clearing the way for the kittens should be a lot easier this time. I miss the responsibility and structure. But three weeks was reaching a limit. I will see how it goes this time. I am glad it is two so they can be rowdy with each other and leave my skin alone.

I still have serious stuff I have been avoiding but I am getting closer (I am choosing not to look at that stuff since it will really harsh my mellow). Considering that this morning I felt like a complete failure at everything, ending the day in the mode and mood I am in is a drastic improvement. Still feel like crap and still want to quit but I am a moving pile of crap instead of a lump of crap doing nothing but making myself more miserable by wallowing in my misery.

Probably pasta for food and hopefully sleep. Maybe I will help out the White Elephant sale tomorrow and pick up some frames. I am in a Maker mood. Although I think I fall under Crafter rather than Maker.