Every time I'm forced to pay for something I used to be able to do for free on Tweetdeck I curse Elon Musk. May he only ever be allowed to drive his own Teslas.

Why doesn't a 20 minute flow workout make me feel like I have never stretched my shoulders? Why are my muscles so tight?

(it's stress - it's 100% stress)

If you have the kind of brain that gets stuck and you can't decide what to do I recommend making a numbered list (on a day when your brain has time for that nonsense), using a random number generator, and then setting a timer.

Let Random.org pick the task, set the timer, work on The Thing.

College kids are in finals week. There's the IEP (or local equivalent) meeting for Youngest. I have multiple projects and deadlines on my desk, so let's just dive into this Monday and get to work.

Everyone in my house cooks. I can cook well. My kids have all been taught to cook. My husband cooks.

Someone wanted clam chowder because it's a rainy day, so hubby is making clam chowder from scratch for lunch.

"That smells really good!"

"It's only onions and bacon right now."

"Still smells good."

#ConversationsAtHome #HubbyIsCooking

Hubby offered to buy me the Rivendell LEGO set (which I want) but I panicked over the price. I *hate* spending lots of money. I can spend on other people and groceries, but spending money on myself makes me physically ill (guess who grew up poor and as the eldest child who needs to give up stuff).

In an effort to avoid going back to physical therapy I am setting a goal of 20-30 minutes of gentle exercise (yoga, pilates, swimming, low weight, body workouts, ect) every day. I need to unknot my muscles.

My reward for doing this is a new dagger at the next ren faire we go to.

I have a really cool idea for a ren faire pirate coat. I have all the materials. I have a mock-up of the pattern cut out to make sure it works.

Now I need to sew the dang thing so I get to the fun embroidery bits.

I do not love sewing (or measuring anything ever).

My friend is testing my will power.

Apparently, one of the markets near us is selling baby geese.

I could have a pet goose.

Nothing in my apartment lease says I can't have a pet goose. They're under the appropriate pet weight limit.

I do not know what is in bloom, but every year in late April or early May my skin breaks out into hives if I go outside. My hands, get the brunt of the abuse and it feels like I washed my hands in poison ivy soap. I'm 90% sure it's a pollen contact allergy, but everything is covered in pollen so...

Look, I'm at that level of antihistamine daze where French makes sense as a language, so I'm watching #Furies on Netflix. I will probably hate it. And yet, it is the right kind of distracting.

Brain: I'm in the mood for a Regency Romance with magic.

Me: Okay, we have a couple titles in the libra-

Brain: Let's write one!

Me: ...

Brain: :D

Me: NO. We do not have time for another plot bunny! We have deadlines!

Brain: *death/agony/destruction*

Me: You may plot it out but nothing more.

From Gillian Branstetter on Bluesky:

If you think your phone is likely to be searched or you have anything on there that the police might want deleted:

- backup to the cloud

- email to someone you trust (or your second email)

Bringing a burner phone with no apps to protests is a good idea.

If you're looking for an editor this summer, my next opening is in August. I'd love to work with you!

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Not every editor edits like this. Not every author wants that. But I grew up in the House Of Why and I believe in explaining why we're making changes instead of leaving the writer to guess.

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With clients I've worked with before there's usually fewer notes in a Line Edit because I can leave a reminder of what they already know. With a new client whose background I don't know, I'm going to explain why I recommend a change the first time.

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