Things and Stuff
Oct. 31st, 2025 07:35 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
awanderingbardHello, folks! Happy Halloween! Happy very belated Canadian Thanksgiving! Happy very early American Thanksgiving!
Things here are stable. Dad has avoided having to have part of his gouty toe amputated, which was a possibility at one pint. He's doing much better, finally, and we're grateful, because it is hard to look after a patient with ADHD. Mum and I were both kind of at our wit's end. Mum is exhausted from it and is also dealing with a shoulder injury. She's getting physio for it, but it's slow going.
I'm dealing with...something. Maybe hormones? Maybe adjusting to my newfound suspicion of neurodivergence? I feel like I'm just overwhelmed a lot. Not like in a depressed way, more like a 'I am furious right now and I have no good reason for it' kind of way. I think it's a stage of recovery, where I'm better enough to be better and not better enough to be well, so I'm in the 'I want to but can't' phase of things, which is frustrating. I'm at war with my body and brain and coming to terms with the fact that neither of them are going ever be what I want them to be. I have to learn to work with what I've got and that's a journey.
On the bright side, there are things that are good. Pax turned 7 years old on September 24th. He's a senior dog now! My little baby boy is a senior dog. We had a nice Thanksgiving with my brother and SIL. The World Series is happening and no one in my house has ever cared about that before, but we are glued to it, because Go Blue Jays! Kick America's ass! I am crocheting for Christmas and everything is looking gorgeous. I had the rare experience of choosing a pattern, picking out yarn, and liking both once started. Normally, I have to change patterns multiple times because I hate everything I make once I start, but this one is total smooth sailing.
I am also still writing. Being me, I have been working on a multi-chapter epic tale set five years in the future for when I introduce these characters and haven't written anything in between that. But in some ways it's good, because I'm learning a lot about the characters that I can then sprinkle in to earlier stories so it doesn't come out of nowhere. Also, somehow, it turns out the vague sciency explanations I came up with for mechanisms of this world is actually accidentally plausible. I don't know how, but both my biology and quantum physics nonsense are technically possible. So, yay me.
Wish me luck, though, because I have to now deep dive in quantum physics to try to at least bullshit an explanation in universe, and it's...hard. I liked it better when my Google searches were all 'when was x invented' and not 'what is quantum entanglement?' 'what is the definition of time?' 'what is string theory?'. Let me go back to just finding out if my immortal dude from 125 years ago knows what a party hat is. I liked that better.
Hope everyone else is doing well and enjoying what festivities they engage in. Talk to you soon!
Things here are stable. Dad has avoided having to have part of his gouty toe amputated, which was a possibility at one pint. He's doing much better, finally, and we're grateful, because it is hard to look after a patient with ADHD. Mum and I were both kind of at our wit's end. Mum is exhausted from it and is also dealing with a shoulder injury. She's getting physio for it, but it's slow going.
I'm dealing with...something. Maybe hormones? Maybe adjusting to my newfound suspicion of neurodivergence? I feel like I'm just overwhelmed a lot. Not like in a depressed way, more like a 'I am furious right now and I have no good reason for it' kind of way. I think it's a stage of recovery, where I'm better enough to be better and not better enough to be well, so I'm in the 'I want to but can't' phase of things, which is frustrating. I'm at war with my body and brain and coming to terms with the fact that neither of them are going ever be what I want them to be. I have to learn to work with what I've got and that's a journey.
On the bright side, there are things that are good. Pax turned 7 years old on September 24th. He's a senior dog now! My little baby boy is a senior dog. We had a nice Thanksgiving with my brother and SIL. The World Series is happening and no one in my house has ever cared about that before, but we are glued to it, because Go Blue Jays! Kick America's ass! I am crocheting for Christmas and everything is looking gorgeous. I had the rare experience of choosing a pattern, picking out yarn, and liking both once started. Normally, I have to change patterns multiple times because I hate everything I make once I start, but this one is total smooth sailing.
I am also still writing. Being me, I have been working on a multi-chapter epic tale set five years in the future for when I introduce these characters and haven't written anything in between that. But in some ways it's good, because I'm learning a lot about the characters that I can then sprinkle in to earlier stories so it doesn't come out of nowhere. Also, somehow, it turns out the vague sciency explanations I came up with for mechanisms of this world is actually accidentally plausible. I don't know how, but both my biology and quantum physics nonsense are technically possible. So, yay me.
Wish me luck, though, because I have to now deep dive in quantum physics to try to at least bullshit an explanation in universe, and it's...hard. I liked it better when my Google searches were all 'when was x invented' and not 'what is quantum entanglement?' 'what is the definition of time?' 'what is string theory?'. Let me go back to just finding out if my immortal dude from 125 years ago knows what a party hat is. I liked that better.
Hope everyone else is doing well and enjoying what festivities they engage in. Talk to you soon!
