How Do I Even Still Have Hands...
I've been kinda busy. And those aren't counting the couple of commissions I picked up over the past couple of months, so... well, I am resting my hands now. Mostly. Sort of.
It's been cold and snowy and most of the view out my window is just two large hills of white and some plants desperately trying not to die underneath them. No, seriously. It actually did get a little worse than that, even, but I was well past the point of giving a damn about taking a picture. How something so shiny can be so miserable should be a crime against Nature. But no, it is Nature's crime against me. ...Anyway.
What else, what else... There was delightful food porn. Cassie still has a damn cough, but it's nowhere near as bad as it was, and it's mainly a spotty thing that doesn't really seem predictable. Some days are much better than others, and so it goes, but she sure has her appetite and energy. And ability to get tummy rubs for 10+ minutes before she decides maybe she should go outside... or maybe just get another tummy rub or 17.
I'm currently questioning whether or not I'm actually ready to attempt to take apart a G1 Transformer for repainting purposes. Just what I needed between projects: more projects! Like snap-together model kits... why. Life is a whole lot of why. With hopefully shiny results.
And apparently I have to fill out another health care survey so MassHealth can decide whether it wants to fuck around and pretend I don't exist again. Good times. I've little to complain about now, though. ...Aside from the cold and the way my body seems to be handling it. Come on cybernetic enhancements.