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This weekend, I accomplished the following:
* Achieved my step goal both days;
* Assembled a Rey costume for work superhero party and/or ComicCon;
* Took a bag of clothes and a box containing about 50 old hangers to Goodwill;
* Made progress in my bedroom decoration project;
* Cleaned out/reorganized the bathroom and laundry room cupboards;
* And, finally unpacked about four boxes' worth of stuff left over from move-in last year.
If I can manage to get my trunk-full of cans to the recycling next weekend, that will be about 90% of my current home-based projects finished, after forever and a day of feeling like I had no energy for any of it between all my other RL stressors.
Oh, and I also:
* Read one (1) book;
* Watched six (6) episodes of Stargate SG-1 for fic research;
* And wrote 700 words toward a fic.
... You know, I think the worst might finally be over? For now, anyway; dysthymia sucks. But while driving back home on my first work day of 2019 (the 2nd), I was thinking about the fact that I finally have nothing left on the RL calendar that I need to brace for impact for [other than the gov't shutdown mess], and I just felt ... light, for the first time in quite awhile. \0/
* Achieved my step goal both days;
* Assembled a Rey costume for work superhero party and/or ComicCon;
* Took a bag of clothes and a box containing about 50 old hangers to Goodwill;
* Made progress in my bedroom decoration project;
* Cleaned out/reorganized the bathroom and laundry room cupboards;
* And, finally unpacked about four boxes' worth of stuff left over from move-in last year.
If I can manage to get my trunk-full of cans to the recycling next weekend, that will be about 90% of my current home-based projects finished, after forever and a day of feeling like I had no energy for any of it between all my other RL stressors.
Oh, and I also:
* Read one (1) book;
* Watched six (6) episodes of Stargate SG-1 for fic research;
* And wrote 700 words toward a fic.
... You know, I think the worst might finally be over? For now, anyway; dysthymia sucks. But while driving back home on my first work day of 2019 (the 2nd), I was thinking about the fact that I finally have nothing left on the RL calendar that I need to brace for impact for [other than the gov't shutdown mess], and I just felt ... light, for the first time in quite awhile. \0/
