itesser ink: progress, uncensored

Today I was steeply pondering the "A clean home is a sign of a misspent life" quote. If it wasn't 2am, I'd see if it could be attributed. Specifically, I was looking at dust in a corner just five minutes after complaining to myself about needing to sweep the hall so I get less crud on my feet when going barefoot. I don't know if it's related or not, but we also spotted a monster spider in the house today.

Life has been spent doing other things, but it very well may be time for some serious spring cleaning, little as I'd like to step away from the many projects I have going on.

Both of those previous paragraphs are nearly invalidated once I bring up the rough week I had. For most of it I was neither cleaning nor projecting, just sleeping extra, working extra, and being extra grumpy about life. We're talking about giving writing, drawing, crafting, and even giving up the possibility of school. Quite a bleak few days.

But I managed to pull through the worst of it. And all the angels rejoice! To celebrate, we tried out new dishes at a restaurant we've never been to before. Turns out when two people order 1 appetizer, 1 entree, and 1 loaf of naan bread at an Indian restaurant, they get enough food for two days. (You know the food's good when it breaks my "don't blog about food without either a recipe or pictures" rule.)

And being back on the horse of working on my website (even if I have a heap of blog reading to catch up on, the third scoop is mentioning that I updated all the Fridget pages. It could be reasoned that some of my depression was due to trying to work out a fancy storefront. I ended up biting the bullet and using paypal, fees or no fees. A couple pages are still missing, as is a link to my etsy store. The latter would be easy to add, but Reagan's waiting on me to go to sleep.

Thankfully, there is tomorrow (hm. it's 2am. technically "tomorrow" is monday". And the vast expanse of hours between now and tomorrow, which is Sunday.