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mdlbearI am actually breaking at Friday evening, one day over the month boundary, so as to group all the practicing together here, and the con and concert in the next entry.
So, yeah; this week's big surprise was finding out Thursday morning that I had a concert coming up Saturday evening. I hadn't asked for one, but apparently Colleen did. Um... thanks, I think. (Spoiler -- it actually went surprisingly well, though not quite as well as the run-throughs. Nervous.)
I hadn't asked for a concert or answered my participant questionaire
because up until two weeks before the con I was still waffling about
whether or not to go. I knew it would be stressful, and I knew it would
be fairly expensive (though driving, skipping Friday, and coming back
Monday instead of Tuesday helped a great deal). I also knew I'd regret it
if I didn't go. On the whole I'm glad I went (especially since I got to
meet alatefeline). But I'm exhausted. I must be more
introverted than I was even a few years ago.
Made Boeuf Bourguignon on Sunday -- came out quite well, though I think not quite as well as the Stroganoff the night before. I made a stupid mistake with the pepper, but managed to skim off most of it and didn't get anyt complaints. I have not, unfortunately, been keeping up very well with the dishes.
While on the subject of food; Monday around 12:30 I noticed that my blood sugar was getting low. It didn't feel like what I usually label as hunger, i.e. wanting food. Something is definitely miswired there. If there's food around and I'm not deeply engrossed in something, I'll want to eat it. If I'm in a flow state, which I was a couple of times this week (Yay!), I won't notice food, and will eventually run out of energy. The situation is probably not helped by the amount of coffee I drink.
Friday some idiot came within inches of getting herself killed when she started ambling across the street against the light, with her nose in her phone, and in front of the bus I was riding to work in. (It's not exactly a street -- it's a bypass lane on the left-hand side of 4th Avenue. To get to the island where one can board the bus, one has to cross that lane. But, still...) That's one of the reasons I don't try to read -- or text -- while I'm walking.
Only a little writing -- just one day with over 500 words. But two solid practice sessions, so that's good. Put up shelves in N's closet -- that was good, too. I have to keep reminding myself to feel accomplished after that sort of thing. (Like last week, the only emotion I actually noticed while I was feeling it was despair. I'm altogether too good at that one.)
Close enough to 500 words -- I'm going to stick a fork in it.
Notes & links:0627Su * up 0540; W=198.6; laundry, dishes * code cleanup in xmonad.hs * fbpanel and/or gsimplecal look useful. @ backed Scattering Seeds on the Pomegranate Tour: by Dr. Mary C Crowell — Kickstarter & did not go to Pride. x 1pm - 3pm - Pride Parade x 3pm - 7pm - PrideFest Seattle Center * Finished putting up the shelves in N's closet. Two 2'x20" wire shelves at the top, and the vertical-grain fir shelf, which I had to cut down to 5', under it. Win. * Dinner: Boeuf Bourguignon. Yum. I was an idiot with the pepper, but managed to skim off the worst of it, wash the affected chunks of beef, and put them back. It really mellowed out, and the beef got tender, in the last half-hour or so of cooking. Spicing was the aforementioned pepper, salt, minced garlic, and rosemary; the chopped onion counts as an ingredient. And mushrooms. Made a double batch of noodles, which may be just barely enough. Two pounds of meat is marginal for this family; not enough if the kids are home. * Some major refactoring in Config/*/Makefile started. Figured out how to chain to Tools/Makefile if it's present, so I can make it stand-alone. 0627Mo * up 5:40; W=198.6; dishes % 12:30ish noticed that my blood sugar is low. Had not actually felt _hungry_ at that point. There seems to be rather little correlation between feeling hungry and actually needing food. * Writing: 590 words in Config/HEADER.html 0628Tu * up 6:15; W=198.6; laundry, dishes : $N turned me down, which is what I'd figured after a week of not hearing. @ I, Cringely . Stranger in a Strange Land | PBS how the Japanese electronics industry learned about quality @ ysabetwordsmith | Poem: "A Safe Refuge from the World" WRAP - Wellness Recovery Action Plan. Useful? @ Working Together for Recovery - good resource site @ Self-Care Starter Kit - University at Buffalo School of Social Work Developing Your Self-Care Plan - University at Buffalo School of Social Work @ posted [I wrote a thing] Xmonad (part 2 of several) % One reason I don't take vacations is that I don't feel that I have the time. But another may be that they aren't really vacations: travel time and time spent taking care of Colleen tend to be stressful. Colleen is mostly independent at cons, which makes them a good form of mini-vacation. (Now that I've written this, I have no idea how true it is. All speculation.) 0629We * Up 6:20; W=199.4; dishes * completed self-care assessment - a lot of 1's. Lot of ?'s in the spiritual section, as one might expect. From Developing Your Self-Care Plan 0630Th * up 5:45 (with alarm); W=198.6; dishes * 6am up early to take N to dentist -> nice conversation; lousy reason. & fell into a rabbit hole at work. : Figured out something about xmonad: if you have dzen status bars at the bottom of the screen, and your laptop screen is shorter vertically than your desktop monitors (which is usually the case), then when you unplug the monitors all your layouts shrink vertically by the difference in height, while the bar stays in place at the bottom. Basically, xmonad gets _very_ confused. Solution: no bottom status bar on the laptop. Gnome panel is fine, though, so that's a reasonable compromise. : Apparently I have a concert slot at Westercon - 6pm Saturday night. So there is practicing in my future. As in tonight, tomorrow morning, and tomorrow night. And I have to come up with a 50-minute setlist. Which, pretty much, means songs that I can do cold or almost cold. -> tonight's practicing: Millennium's Dawn, Rambling Silver Rose, Ship of Stone, Riverheart, Wheelin', When I Go (that's a maybe for the concert), Where the Heart Is, Windward. 0701Fr-04Mo Westercon 0701Fr * up 0609; W=199.2; dishes, laundry * missed practicing in the morning. :P : Some idiot came within inches of getting herself killed by walking against a light and in front of the bus I was riding to work in. Don't text and walk, either. * exhausting day at work at the end of a frustrating week. * tracked down music and guitar stands for the con. Do *not* have a set list yet. ! waves of despair * tracked down luggage. My med kit was in a drawer. Where it was supposed to have been easy to find. Also had the electronics bag. Packed them in Chami; I can dump the CPAP in the duffelbag with the music and guitar stands @ Burnout Self-Test - Stress Management from MindTools.com -> 61 60-75 You are at very severe risk of burnout – do something about this urgently * Practicing: World Inside the Crystal, Stuff that Dreams are Made Of, The Bears, October Country, Toolmakers, QV. Kept fluffing the ending of QV, otherwise it's been going much better than I expected it to. Or have any right to expect it to, given how little I've been singing lately. -> that's 13-14 songs. Cicero. (might be a good way to start) Lord of the Buffalo for good measure. * packing
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