Just going to do some infrequent daily thoughts over here. I will tag them silv daily processing if you want to block.
I decided to send some gifts to some humans. Most of the things have arrived for my presents that I am sending out. It’s been very nice to chose things and create themed packs. Reminds me of working with events at soh on the charity children’s christmas party stuff, but there was a sad lack of Harry Styles in stockings at that event.
The weather this week has been almost too warm. I love the bright blue sky/cold wind - reminds me of where I grew up and the way the wind would roll off the snow capped hills. What is snow? Who was that girl? You know I was sentimental for it even then. But only in that way that a teenager with too many words and undiagnosed trauma is often.
My boss has given me some new ugh task that will be quite boring to complete but if I do it well (which I will) I can see it leading to me getting exposure and being eligible for training in some higher end council related responsibilities. Which is great. Cos while I can load a venue of 4000 seated patrons in 13 mins and hand the house over without delaying curtain, there is a f load of local government stuff I don’t know and want to learn if I want to ‘up skill.’
Today I whipped up another vegan/no soy dinner (lentil cottage pie) for my sister and her husband and Lentil - I am going to make three more this weekend to go in their freezer. I am cooking for my Mum everyday as well - who walks down the hill to collect her food. She enjoys the stroll and it’s a safe 300m walk for her. My sister and Lentil are on a diet due to Lentil’s condition and how it effects her digestion. The more I learn of Genetic Disorders - the scope and the terror and the joy that they bring the more I feel like a peanut. I can only keep doing my small acts. And learning. And hope that one day I can do something broader. idk.
I am so so afraid for the US. Seeing the news makes me panicky and scared.
Henry (cat not popstar) will allow me to pat her in the morning while she suns on a window sill but generally hides from me. Small steps.
This weekend I want to cook and to write. I miss fandom things - I am out of touch and I miss creating things. I have two fics v close to completion, one for a fest to do and then I think Jackarry and Gryles back and forths. I might make up a plan and hang on the wall. Yes. Yes I will.
I have so many things people have tagged me in on tumblr and I want to do some of those as well
I have not read a fic in 1000 years apart from Mog comfort ones and Louzard. I must read some.
