True Cranky Confessions

Okay, so I had to post this, because my crankiness is finally lifting. I just wrote 1100 words of my new fic. I know some might find it squicksome. Because it's Giles/Buffy/Dawn - but that whole thing is necessary if Dawn is going to survive. Because, dontcha know, destiny and ritual and consequences, oh my! So, a good start.

And, at least it's taken me away from the bitchy wallowing that has ensnared my body/mood over the past week. Although pain has a LOT to do with my mood. Lower back, hell. Calves, fucking hell. [Thanks for the charming dialogue, Spike!] And I've been so zonked that I've fallen asleep every night without pain killers, but woken up around 5:30! EVERY morning? This is so not funny.

But, at least there were some good things this past week. On Wednesday, I got my $5 off coupon in for my web tax service at 11:59:23. Hee! The deadline had been midnight.

On Thursday, I made a very special dinner for Brian (because he's left for Mexico on vacation today ::engaging worry mode::). We had sole decorated with French tartar sauce and the green wasabi caviar. Also a fan of asparagus spears. And an asian salad with mandarin segments, sugar peas, dried cranberries and a sesame-orange dressing.

My amaryllis is blooming. Two red trumpets (and John called me yesterday from work, reminding me to take pictures - so I did, at 5:30 this morning - le sigh).

Received more book packages - but am missing one. I want my book. ::stomps foot:: But, at least, I have M's birthday prezzies hidden away, 11 weeks in advance! Woo-hoo.

Now I'm eating ice cream for brekkie. Hey, my way of buying off the pain. Anyway, I feel a lot better for having talked about it. So, now, what do I do? Some more of the story? Or making more beet/red cabbage soup? Or napping? Okay, I'm going to watch some cartoons. And then consider my other options.

Good Saturday hugs to all,
The more upbeat Queen of Me.

True Cranky Confessions

Okay, so I had to post this, because my crankiness is finally lifting. I just wrote 1100 words of my new fic. I know some might find it squicksome. Because it's Giles/Buffy/Dawn - but that whole thing is necessary if Dawn is going to survive. Because, dontcha know, destiny and ritual and consequences, oh my! So, a good start.

And, at least it's taken me away from the bitchy wallowing that has ensnared my body/mood over the past week. Although pain has a LOT to do with my mood. Lower back, hell. Calves, fucking hell. [Thanks for the charming dialogue, Spike!] And I've been so zonked that I've fallen asleep every night without pain killers, but woken up around 5:30! EVERY morning? This is so not funny.

But, at least there were some good things this past week. On Wednesday, I got my $5 off coupon in for my web tax service at 11:59:23. Hee! The deadline had been midnight.

On Thursday, I made a very special dinner for Brian (because he's left for Mexico on vacation today ::engaging worry mode::). We had sole decorated with French tartar sauce and the green wasabi caviar. Also a fan of asparagus spears. And an asian salad with mandarin segments, sugar peas, dried cranberries and a sesame-orange dressing.

My amaryllis is blooming. Two red trumpets (and John called me yesterday from work, reminding me to take pictures - so I did, at 5:30 this morning - le sigh).

Received more book packages - but am missing one. I want my book. ::stomps foot:: But, at least, I have M's birthday prezzies hidden away, 11 weeks in advance! Woo-hoo.

Now I'm eating ice cream for brekkie. Hey, my way of buying off the pain. Anyway, I feel a lot better for having talked about it. So, now, what do I do? Some more of the story? Or making more beet/red cabbage soup? Or napping? Okay, I'm going to watch some cartoons. And then consider my other options.

Good Saturday hugs to all,
The more upbeat Queen of Me.