the flow of life
I have a stable job, the roommate has one too. my bills are falling, gas prices are rising, and aside from making booze, my time is spent thinking about cons (or playing WoWcrack). The strain of the last 6 months is fading fast (I can feel my shoulder blades again) and aside from dealing with this dog, life seems back on track.
I hadn't realized how much the last 6 months had been bothering me until the strain was off. I look back and realize that I hadn't been happy for nearly 6 months (including Frolicon). I also realized that I had been using con planning as my escape hatch, a way of having something to do, to focus on, that I could accomplish when I couldn't accomplish other things to make forward progress.
But I feel my strength returning, I watch my bills slowly fall away, and I'm climbing back up the well and the rain stopped. And still I focus on the cons. I dont't know if that's a good thing or not, but I'm going to make a batch of mead this weekend, and I think it's really going to help me shrug off the last of it
hurray me
I hadn't realized how much the last 6 months had been bothering me until the strain was off. I look back and realize that I hadn't been happy for nearly 6 months (including Frolicon). I also realized that I had been using con planning as my escape hatch, a way of having something to do, to focus on, that I could accomplish when I couldn't accomplish other things to make forward progress.
But I feel my strength returning, I watch my bills slowly fall away, and I'm climbing back up the well and the rain stopped. And still I focus on the cons. I dont't know if that's a good thing or not, but I'm going to make a batch of mead this weekend, and I think it's really going to help me shrug off the last of it
hurray me