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Today was a good day.
Woke up about two minutes before the alarm, got up, made coffee in the French press for Max'n'I, didn't have to scrape the windows (yay!), drove him to work, went into the lab and started warming stuff up, then almost immediately figured out how to solve a problem I'd been having last week(!) that had been driving me batty.
:)
Monday meeting went well, gathered more data, got an email from someone I paid to do data collection a few weeks ago about how he'd finally had time to run it and hey, turns out the thing that I theorized would work (surface modification to reduce surface roughness/defects and improve electrical performance) worked, and now I have hard evidence that it does! Woo.
Anyway.
Got out of work at 2:30, went to therapy, therapy was fine? The therapist laughed at one point and was like, "I think this session was less dark than our sessions usually are", because today was like, "I feel like things are starting to click for me and I'm beginning to put what is discussed here into practice, and I promise I'm not just saying that to make you feel better".
Came home. Found out that the sellers accepted our modified sale contract, so we're getting $2k back toward closing costs. Woo.
Made sheet pan dinner, did some dishes, mostly just feel good about where things are at and how I'm doing. You know.
It felt like a nice start to the week! I'm exhausted now, of course, but hey. I at least got a good win in at work.
Tomorrow will be a little hairy - I have a bunch of stuff to run and not a lot of time to do it in - but we'll get there in the end. Probably.
Wednesday I'm going to help Town BFF run her cat to the vet for the CAT scan (seriously) to find out what's going on, formally. We...will see how that goes. Hopefully well. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that it's not anything serious.
I've been re-reading old stuff I wrote a long time ago (like four or five years ago long time ago), and it's weird to look at old stories and see how they end. There's certain ones I don't remember writing, and the way that they end surprises me now. It's making me think about editing and revising stuff, and how eventually I want to get to a point where I rewrite some old stuff and possibly submit it, somewhere, for publishing. I dunno. I'm...not thinking, oh, this will totally get published somewhere cool, but it would be nice to think that other people get to read what I've put together? We shall see.
Mostly am like, "I'm surprised that I ended this the way I did, but I like it, and now that I feel like I'm in a better place, writing-wise, I think I have more to say and I should edit and revise it..." so, you know. We'll see how long that feeling lasts. :)
Woke up about two minutes before the alarm, got up, made coffee in the French press for Max'n'I, didn't have to scrape the windows (yay!), drove him to work, went into the lab and started warming stuff up, then almost immediately figured out how to solve a problem I'd been having last week(!) that had been driving me batty.
:)
Monday meeting went well, gathered more data, got an email from someone I paid to do data collection a few weeks ago about how he'd finally had time to run it and hey, turns out the thing that I theorized would work (surface modification to reduce surface roughness/defects and improve electrical performance) worked, and now I have hard evidence that it does! Woo.
Anyway.
Got out of work at 2:30, went to therapy, therapy was fine? The therapist laughed at one point and was like, "I think this session was less dark than our sessions usually are", because today was like, "I feel like things are starting to click for me and I'm beginning to put what is discussed here into practice, and I promise I'm not just saying that to make you feel better".
Came home. Found out that the sellers accepted our modified sale contract, so we're getting $2k back toward closing costs. Woo.
Made sheet pan dinner, did some dishes, mostly just feel good about where things are at and how I'm doing. You know.
It felt like a nice start to the week! I'm exhausted now, of course, but hey. I at least got a good win in at work.
Tomorrow will be a little hairy - I have a bunch of stuff to run and not a lot of time to do it in - but we'll get there in the end. Probably.
Wednesday I'm going to help Town BFF run her cat to the vet for the CAT scan (seriously) to find out what's going on, formally. We...will see how that goes. Hopefully well. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that it's not anything serious.
I've been re-reading old stuff I wrote a long time ago (like four or five years ago long time ago), and it's weird to look at old stories and see how they end. There's certain ones I don't remember writing, and the way that they end surprises me now. It's making me think about editing and revising stuff, and how eventually I want to get to a point where I rewrite some old stuff and possibly submit it, somewhere, for publishing. I dunno. I'm...not thinking, oh, this will totally get published somewhere cool, but it would be nice to think that other people get to read what I've put together? We shall see.
Mostly am like, "I'm surprised that I ended this the way I did, but I like it, and now that I feel like I'm in a better place, writing-wise, I think I have more to say and I should edit and revise it..." so, you know. We'll see how long that feeling lasts. :)