Random: cranky and tired.
Tired and grumpy. Tired and grumpy and busy. And it's amazing how little effort it takes to make me feel tired and grumpy and busy.
We rearranged my room and while supposedly it was to make things easier and nicer all it's really done is make me uncomfortable and irritable. Can't use my computer; no chair. The bed's been moved and my mattress is pretty fucked up besides. My cat hates all the things and is taking it out on me. I haven't slept well in a week. I am thinking of putting the bed back where it was, even though I really want the room for a dresser so I can get my clothes the hell off the floor.
This is also foiling my efforts to get up earlier than two o'clock. Culturally speaking, rising late is an unforgivable crime. I've received less criticism for far more controversial life choices than I have pushback about my circadian rhythm. I don't know why this is, but rising after noon seems to piss people off something fierce. It would be more funny if it wasn't so ubiquitous.
News flash for the entire world: I am not any less lazy and useless when I get up at seven in the morning than I am when I get up at three in the afternoon. It just reduces my exposure to daytime noise and interruptions, and the light of the flaming hatestar, all of which are positives as far as I am concerned. It's not my fault y'all are all diurnal and shit. My sleep needs > your convenience.
Now that I've gotten that off my chest, thank you all for your words last night. I got some useful advice and feel better about my pricing choices now, and at least I'm not alone in having that problem. Frustratingly, the best piece of advice -- to work backwards from what I need to make to live and figure out an hourly rate from there -- is problematic for me. I can't reliably work more than a couple of hours a day, if that, which is part of the problem. Being frugal with expenses and generous with my work hours and honest about medical expenses such as drugs and appointments secured without the benefit of insurance, I'd have to charge about $30 an hour to make that work. That's . . . a little steep. Even if you assert that my work is worth that, getting people to buy enough stuff at that rate to support us is . . . not easy. I am thinking about it.
I'm afraid I don't have much else of substance to say tonight (grumpy, tired), but I find posting over at fever_dreams makes me uncomfortable with posting here less often than I'm linking over there. I'd feel bad about flogging it so hard, but this is one of the only things we have going for us right now, so . . . witness my shamelessness.
We rearranged my room and while supposedly it was to make things easier and nicer all it's really done is make me uncomfortable and irritable. Can't use my computer; no chair. The bed's been moved and my mattress is pretty fucked up besides. My cat hates all the things and is taking it out on me. I haven't slept well in a week. I am thinking of putting the bed back where it was, even though I really want the room for a dresser so I can get my clothes the hell off the floor.
This is also foiling my efforts to get up earlier than two o'clock. Culturally speaking, rising late is an unforgivable crime. I've received less criticism for far more controversial life choices than I have pushback about my circadian rhythm. I don't know why this is, but rising after noon seems to piss people off something fierce. It would be more funny if it wasn't so ubiquitous.
News flash for the entire world: I am not any less lazy and useless when I get up at seven in the morning than I am when I get up at three in the afternoon. It just reduces my exposure to daytime noise and interruptions, and the light of the flaming hatestar, all of which are positives as far as I am concerned. It's not my fault y'all are all diurnal and shit. My sleep needs > your convenience.
Now that I've gotten that off my chest, thank you all for your words last night. I got some useful advice and feel better about my pricing choices now, and at least I'm not alone in having that problem. Frustratingly, the best piece of advice -- to work backwards from what I need to make to live and figure out an hourly rate from there -- is problematic for me. I can't reliably work more than a couple of hours a day, if that, which is part of the problem. Being frugal with expenses and generous with my work hours and honest about medical expenses such as drugs and appointments secured without the benefit of insurance, I'd have to charge about $30 an hour to make that work. That's . . . a little steep. Even if you assert that my work is worth that, getting people to buy enough stuff at that rate to support us is . . . not easy. I am thinking about it.
I'm afraid I don't have much else of substance to say tonight (grumpy, tired), but I find posting over at fever_dreams makes me uncomfortable with posting here less often than I'm linking over there. I'd feel bad about flogging it so hard, but this is one of the only things we have going for us right now, so . . . witness my shamelessness.