Almost a full two months after the fact, there are finally pictures from Liam’s birthday weekend up:
Liam’s First Birthday Weekend Extravaganza!
You may notice the page looks a little different from the earlier photo albums. Someday I’ll get around to recoding the old ones to match the new design and the new site. You know, in all that spare time I have.
Total words, ESTC: 6,356
Total words today: 1,513
Well, that’s about all there is to say about that. Mousme‘s presence kept me writing when all I really wanted to do was lean my head back against the chair, close my eyes, and fall asleep.
I’ve lost my USB jump drive, which is annoying but not a crisis. I carried it in my purse as the ultimate backup of all my novels and NF books, complete or in progress. I have no idea where it’s gone. I’ll need to buy another one soon because even emailing myself copies of in-progress work makes me nervous about the possibility of servers melting down and so forth.
We had a fun afternoon with my parents yesterday. Again, it was a bit hard to get into the rhythm of the day; one wants to relax yet one’s brain is also saying, “But they’re leaving in a couple of hours, we should be doing things!”
Liam’s always doing things, though, as illustrated by these photos taken by my father:
I’m not saying much these days because the things I want to say aren’t very helpful to anyone. I’m tired of being the responible person in almost every situation I’m involved with. I just don’t have the energy any more. I’m tired of drama; I’m tired of crises; I’m tired of people taking things the wrong way. I’m tired of people insinuating that they’re annoyed at me doing responsible things, but not stepping up to the plate to do it themselves instead. I’m tired of other people taking and not giving back.
So if you come to me and ask for help or input or anything along those lines and I tell you no, it’s not personal. It’s self-preservation. (And frankly, it’s to protect you too, because I don’t want to lose it somewhere along the line and take you out.)
This is not in response to any one thing that has happened, so everyone thinking “Oh no, this is my fault” can just stop now. This is just me drawing the line out loud.
More writing today. I’m taking Liam over to his grandma’s when he wakes up from his nap, then Mousme‘s coming over to jam. I, of course, will be working. Because that’s all I seem to do, whether I’m in my office or not.