Work, The God Damned Front Door, Drawin' Porn...
Got a lot of drawing done yesterday!
I got a commission in which I traded a Pokemon for finished. Dani's gonna be coloring it for me.
I also got some porn I owe finished to a decent point. Meaning, the sketch is down and the characters are interacting well.
And, yesterday, Kody was let out again. Someone let him out of the house, and he took off. Cro booked it after him, and he was caught, but...now my paranoia/OCD/anxiety about the front door has doubled. I learned that the door doesn't close all that well, and all the confidence I had in this house being safe for my dogs has evaporated. Now it's back to my usual distrustful insanity, having to check the door, having to check the door, having to check the door... Back and forth, not being able to sleep because the door may be open. Not being able to comfortably go to work out of the obsessive fear I've left the door open, or someone else will carelessly go through the door. How insane is that?
It's frustrating.
Also, work is now saying that we need to be in at 9AM. Well. I can't be in at 9. It's either 9:15 or much earlier than that. So...I guess I'm going to need to hit the hay at about 10PM each night. I woke up feeling awesome, took a shower, everything.
I'm going to need to clean when I get home. I kinda destroyed my bedroom...again. Even though I cleaned on Sat. ::Shrug?:: Do laundry. Mn. Laundry.
I got a commission in which I traded a Pokemon for finished. Dani's gonna be coloring it for me.
I also got some porn I owe finished to a decent point. Meaning, the sketch is down and the characters are interacting well.
And, yesterday, Kody was let out again. Someone let him out of the house, and he took off. Cro booked it after him, and he was caught, but...now my paranoia/OCD/anxiety about the front door has doubled. I learned that the door doesn't close all that well, and all the confidence I had in this house being safe for my dogs has evaporated. Now it's back to my usual distrustful insanity, having to check the door, having to check the door, having to check the door... Back and forth, not being able to sleep because the door may be open. Not being able to comfortably go to work out of the obsessive fear I've left the door open, or someone else will carelessly go through the door. How insane is that?
It's frustrating.
Also, work is now saying that we need to be in at 9AM. Well. I can't be in at 9. It's either 9:15 or much earlier than that. So...I guess I'm going to need to hit the hay at about 10PM each night. I woke up feeling awesome, took a shower, everything.
I'm going to need to clean when I get home. I kinda destroyed my bedroom...again. Even though I cleaned on Sat. ::Shrug?:: Do laundry. Mn. Laundry.