Oh look at that, it’s a new week again! (Yes, I’m a day late, I noticed.) And you know what that means? Well, it means a lot of things, honestly, but at this particular moment it means an excuse for me to talk about the week I had, which, as it turns out, was a wee bit unexpected.
That is to say, the majority of the week was business as usual, but then there was…an incident. Said incident involved our vehicle, which was not particularly old. I believe it was a 2016. Outside of warranty but otherwise a perfectly fine automobile. Or so we thought. It had begun making a strange noise, in addition to the oil and engine lights randomly coming on (but not staying) on. I checked the oil and it seemed fine, so I didn’t worry too much, but we obviously took it in to the shop when we got the chance. And there we discovered that the oil that seemed fine when I checked it must have been residual oil clinging to the edges of the fill hose. Because the engine was practically fucking dry.
Long story short, we made the apparently-foolish assumption that whenever the shop was doing our regular maintenance/inspections/etc, they were doing oil changes as part of that. When you combine this foolish assumption with the fact that the lady who used to work as the administrator for the shop we use would take it upon herself to bring up oil changes as they were due, you can’t really blame us too much for what happened. Though, ultimately, I suppose it is our fault, but I refuse to take 100% of the blame since you’d think that someone at the shop would have noticed sooner that there was NO BLOODY OIL IN OUR CAR.
Anyway, long story shorter, the issue we were having with our car was that it was gearing up to explode at any given time. And since the cost of replacing an entire engine is even more expensive than what you’re probably imagining right now, we ended up leaving the lot with a brand new car.
To put it lightly, it was a rather emotional day. I was bouncing between rage, misery, and the thrill that comes with something like a new car, and eventually landed somewhere in the ballpark of mental fatigue. Basically, I’m pleased with the new car, I really am, and the deal was actually quite good, plus we don’t have to start making payments until May because of a promo they had on…but suddenly having a car payment again after years of not having one (we bought the last car outright) is definitely a bit of a kick in the ass.
On an ENTIRELY RELATED NOTE, I’ve opened commissions on my Ko-Fi page, so if you’re looking for something sketched, go check out the examples of my art and let me know what you’re thinking of. XD
So anyway, that was the major event of the week that totally blew my emotional well-being out of the water…so let’s get to the actual goals post!
Yeah, I’m not going to lie; the past week was a bit of a bust all around.
As far as exercise go, it started off perfectly fine. I did a bit of P90, a bit of Just Dance, and took a few walks to and from the mall during a couple of strangely nice days. Then the weekend hit, and the beginning of that weekend was the aforementioned emotional turmoil of entering the shop with one car and leaving with another. Basically, all systems crashed and I completely gave up existing for the remainder of the weekend. It was a bit of a rebellion, I think. Life through a curveball at me, and I responded by laying down in the grass and refusing to play.
Food consumption suffered a similar fate. The week began well enough, but by the time it was ending I’d spent several days in a row eating anything and everything, including pizza, breaded chicken burgers, chips and other junk while gaming with friends on Saturday, and so forth. I don’t have a cute analogy for this one because you don’t eat curveballs, but suffice it to say that it was a similar situation involving my complete and utter refusal to be good.
Obviously I have to attempt to reverse the damage done in the coming week. Unfortunately it’s not going particularly well so far because we had our first real winter storm of the year yesterday, and the result was a great deal of shovelling followed by a great deal of pouting under a blanket on the couch and nibbling on things that I really shouldn’t have been. Here’s hoping that today is a better day. I have a large bunch of bananas that I’m going to start making smoothies with in an attempt to satiate myself through the first large chunk of the day. Wish me luck with that!
This is the happiness section right here. Honestly, I feel like I’ve never been so creative in all my life. Obviously all the writing I’ve been doing for well over a year now is a big factor in that, but also the discovery of being able to sketch digitally has been a huge boost for me. I’ve always kinda waxed and waned when it came to visual art because there are important aspects that I could just never seem to get a hang of: different poses being one example, because I could just never manage to properly picture what I was trying to portray. Having the option to find an image of the pose I want to draw and layer it beneath my “canvas” as a guide…it’s a bloody game-changer is what it is. For the first time in my life I’m creating different-looking stuff, instead of the same few poses and styles over and over again. In fact, last night I whipped up this cutie, and I’m chuffed that the leaned-back-head pose actually came off looking decent:
What it comes down to is that I’m genuinely enjoying drawing again, possibly more than I ever did, and while my “portfolio” barely has a dozen pieces in it so far, that’s more creative productivity than I’ve had with visual art since I was a kid sketching page after page of anime characters. It’s been fantastic, and I very much hope that it continues!
On the writing side of things, I continue to be pleasantly productive there as well. I’m a bit all over the place with different WIPs at the moment, but I did manage to write nearly 3k words toward Book Three last week, plus come up with a few ideas for how to approach parts of the book that were vexing me. I’m also quite close to finishing up “The Scent of Desire”, which is a bit sad but also exciting because I’ve got plenty of other ideas to go forward with.
As far as numbers go, my Pacemaker.press account was looking for a weekly goal of 10,967 words last week, and I kicked that goal’s butt with a total of 12,278 words. Let’s keep that momentum going! I hope to get a significant portion of Book Three completed in this coming week. Fingers crossed!
You can probably guess that the previously mentioned vehicular adventure went a long way toward murdering my productivity coming on the end of last week. And you would be absolutely correct. Honestly, I feel as though I haven’t done anything other than sit on my Chromebook for the past three or four days. I mean…I’ve been writing on said Chromebook, so that’s good…but yeah, being productive in literally any other aspect of life? Nah, it hasn’t been good.
Even the house is raising its metaphorical eyebrows at me. I haven’t been getting bloody anything done. And yeah, a lot of that is because I’ve been a lazy, emotional bint, but a good portion of it is also because I feel like I need an extra ten hours to the day to actually accomplish anything. Or, at the very least, I need to train my body to require significantly less sleep than it craves. I feel like I’ve probably mentioned this exact situation two- or three-hundred times in the past, but it’s no less true for repetitiveness. I seem to sleep like my body is trying to make up for all the sleep I refused to get as a teenager, and the days fly by in a blink, leaving me sitting here wondering how I once again managed to get nothing done. What the hell is up with that?
Anyway, to be more specific about things; I got nothing at all channel-related done last week. Nothing video-related, nothing website-related, zip, zil, nada. I did make a few Instagram and Twitter posts, but that’s about it. And when you look at the author side of things you have a very similar situation. No self-promotion, no book sales, a few social media posts…and that’s about it. The results of this unproductive week are thus: the YouTube Twitter remained the same while the Instagram lost two followers, and the authors accounts both, confusingly, gained five followers. Rest assured that I am sitting here and shrugging in confusion at that last bit.
Well, I mean, we can probably just go ahead and say that the entire weekend was down-time since, as I mentioned, I laid my ass down and refused to play. But I digress.
I haven’t been playing any video games at all recently, although I have been multi-tasking, in a sense, by watching Jason play “Control” while I’m writing or drawing. And I must say, if you enjoy games that make you feel like your brain is dribbling out your ears, this is definitely one to look into. By Jason’s account it’s quite fun to play, and definitely a different kind of concept for an action-shooter. By my own account it’s a major mind-fuck that will regularly have you staring at the TV in absolute bewilderment. And the “Threshold Kids” segments that randomly pop up on old-school televisions throughout the building? Fuuuuuckkk…they range from “WTF?” to “JESUS CHRIST NIGHTMARE FUEL!” It’s a very, very odd game, is what I’m saying. But it’s also odd in that wonderful way that makes you want to see more. I give it a spectator’s thumbs up.
In the book world, I finally finished “Godsgrave” last week…and discovered that it ends off with ALL THE CLIFFHANGERS, so I was pretty much forced to jump right into “Darkdawn” immediately. Not that I wasn’t already planning to read “Darkdawn”, but I had considered reading something short and light in between the two books as a kind of pallet cleanser. That definitely did not happen at all. I’m roughly 1/6th to 1/5th of the way through “Darkdawn” now, and would probably sequester myself somewhere to read through the entire thing at once if it weren’t for silly things like having a family and needing to eat and sleep.
In the “watching” category, things have actually been a bit slow because of the combination of hockey games and Jason playing the hell out of “Control”. Mostly we’ve been continuing on with “Community” at suppertime, and we’ve been reliving the extremely immature humor of “MXC” at night when we go to bed. I’ll jump the gun a little though and mention that we finally started watching “Wandavision” yesterday. We often wait for shows like that to have a complete season before we binge it, but there was so much talk happening on social media that we decided to dive in before we were drowning in spoilers. It’s definitely an odd, interesting concept. I honestly can’t quite decide whether I’m enjoying it or not, but I want to know what happens next, so I suppose that’s a good sign.
And so we come to the end of the first week of February! It was…a weird one. *glances out living room window at the new car in the driveway* All in all I don’t suppose it was an overly bad week, but to say that I’m still emotionally exhausted might be a bit of an understatement. And, honestly, I’m just super ready for winter to fuck off. I don’t want to wish my life away or anything, and I know we can’t really complain too much considering the oddly mild winter we’ve had so far, but the lack of sun in the winter months always drains on me and it’s really starting to drag these past few weeks. I need Spring, my friends. Gimmi.
Okay, that’s enough of that. One more week down!
Feel free to let me know how your year is going so far! Do you have any big goals? Specific plans? Anything awesome on the horizon? Share what’s going on with you! ❤