Call me TNT
Apr. 23rd, 2026 02:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
zesty_pinto-because I am where you go if you want drama!
From work changes to missing a company event because the plumbers left a gravel pile in front of our garage to controlling people trying to get themselves too into my life to yet another house ish that continues to pop up to pushing every kind of muscle in my body trying to get things out the door to even preparing food the wrong way and essentially NoDozed myself to a 48 hour awake cycle, this entire week has seen to it that I am the Crazy Eddie of every kind of tumult I can think of and-not going to lie-it's been a lot but the more that was resolved the more clean my life feels to have one less inconvenience after another sorted and categorized and kept out of my hair. I didn't want to Marie Kondo everything, but when it ends up trying to swallow you, what else can you do?
I've got a lot cleared through and even the brain fog of work which has been interfering with my work goals has been better.
Packing is reaching the point where it starts getting harder, not because there's so much left as much as because you've got the really complicated stuff or the things you need to King Solomon into storing it into a place where it will be forgotten or taken with you to be used immediately.
There is a Catholic church that is going to be full of expensive shirts I was gifted and never wore because I don't think I can pull it off (tbf I also live like a modern day Diogenes (aka dirtbag)), and a fire dept that has boxed appliances and studio equipment and a few computer component boxes. Best Buy's e-waste section is overloaded with AC adapters and lithium batteries, my trash is full of cords, and my room is still attempting to reestablish chaos as I give it fewer messes to entropize--is that even a word?
Ironically, 48 hours awake made sleeping easy again, it's like I hit a reset in my circadian and the nausea that came with it allowed my stomach to shrink a little more.
I started working on work goals and the progress I felt was immediate. I think I can do this and the fewer distractions I get, the better, so I think I'll cut it here. I didn't think I would type this up here either, but it's been a crazy time and I'm starting to see real progress. I think I might even be seeing less of the plumbers now (though they promised there's another pipe issue that's now going to be in the center of the street). Even my lungs finally cleared up of mucus, so I can go harder on the cardio.
The music collection is also a future fix goal: I recovered a lot, but the drive's broken nature meant more of the music files are damaged than I initially thought, so need to sort through but this also gives me a shopping list of old bands that I forgot about from my concert shooter days that I want to check back in on.
Here's to moving forward; I celebrate by going back to work and listening to more Dan Carlin. Salut!
From work changes to missing a company event because the plumbers left a gravel pile in front of our garage to controlling people trying to get themselves too into my life to yet another house ish that continues to pop up to pushing every kind of muscle in my body trying to get things out the door to even preparing food the wrong way and essentially NoDozed myself to a 48 hour awake cycle, this entire week has seen to it that I am the Crazy Eddie of every kind of tumult I can think of and-not going to lie-it's been a lot but the more that was resolved the more clean my life feels to have one less inconvenience after another sorted and categorized and kept out of my hair. I didn't want to Marie Kondo everything, but when it ends up trying to swallow you, what else can you do?
I've got a lot cleared through and even the brain fog of work which has been interfering with my work goals has been better.
Packing is reaching the point where it starts getting harder, not because there's so much left as much as because you've got the really complicated stuff or the things you need to King Solomon into storing it into a place where it will be forgotten or taken with you to be used immediately.
There is a Catholic church that is going to be full of expensive shirts I was gifted and never wore because I don't think I can pull it off (tbf I also live like a modern day Diogenes (aka dirtbag)), and a fire dept that has boxed appliances and studio equipment and a few computer component boxes. Best Buy's e-waste section is overloaded with AC adapters and lithium batteries, my trash is full of cords, and my room is still attempting to reestablish chaos as I give it fewer messes to entropize--is that even a word?
Ironically, 48 hours awake made sleeping easy again, it's like I hit a reset in my circadian and the nausea that came with it allowed my stomach to shrink a little more.
I started working on work goals and the progress I felt was immediate. I think I can do this and the fewer distractions I get, the better, so I think I'll cut it here. I didn't think I would type this up here either, but it's been a crazy time and I'm starting to see real progress. I think I might even be seeing less of the plumbers now (though they promised there's another pipe issue that's now going to be in the center of the street). Even my lungs finally cleared up of mucus, so I can go harder on the cardio.
The music collection is also a future fix goal: I recovered a lot, but the drive's broken nature meant more of the music files are damaged than I initially thought, so need to sort through but this also gives me a shopping list of old bands that I forgot about from my concert shooter days that I want to check back in on.
Here's to moving forward; I celebrate by going back to work and listening to more Dan Carlin. Salut!
