Hey, Miss J!

Sitting here, staring up at the ceiling and wondering how I got to this point tonight. I’m penning this because “Blog” was on my To-Do List for today. Cleaning is also there and in comparing the two – I prefer the blog more. I don’t have to struggle and strain to write for my blog.

WordPress is even accessible on my phone without using the app. I just login (if I can) and try to write down what I’m feeling before the feelings dissipate into thin air.

The slight apprehension I felt earlier is still there. I haven’t yet begun recording for Navigating the Curve. I don’t want to make any promises that I’ll end up breaking anyway. I also haven’t sat down and gone over the .docx files. The outline is there, but I worry about overwhelming myself with so many side projects.

The main tasks at hand, I’m struggling to fulfill. Last night… or rather early this morning – I had to stop taking notes. That wasn’t because nothing else was to be written. Instead, it was because my wrists called a time out. I was using Anni’s straight built-in keyboard. I can manage for longer with the ergonomic board.

But… I was in bed and writing.

No way was I going to try to drag my keyboard into bed with me.

Thoughts of doing that, because it happens often… they always make me think of what my future could look like. A friend of mine told me that if I was married, my spouse might not mind the noise of the board.

If he was anything like me, he would really like sleep too and have to call a time-out on my nighttime typing.

I don’t know. I enjoy the sound of the keyboard when I’m typing. My ergonomic board brings to mind thoughts of my typewriter. Back when I was able to use it… and around 2000, I obtained a computer with a printer and stopped using the typewriter – for the most part.

Somewhere in here, I had a manuscript for a story. I have no clue where it is now.

I still have three generations of typewriters in here. Mine from the 90s, my mother’s from the 70s and my grandmother’s… possibly from the 40s or 50s. That last one is a manual and it looks very cool.

The manuscript though… that thing was the only copy. The downside to typing with a typewriter is that there’s never a lasting memory of what was done. If you lose a page or accidentally throw it out – it’s gone forever likely. Unless you have an eidetic memory.

I’ve heard of people that remember everything that’s ever happened to them. While it sounds pretty cool, I’ve experienced things in my life that I really hope to never remember again.

Anyway!

On another topic… I really wanna game tonight. It’s sad, cos I have to clean tonight and cleaning takes precedence over Sims 4. I think I’ll combine two different things. My “Villagers” Lets Plays mingled with speed building. I have new packs now and I want to be able to upgrade and update all of the homes with the new stuff.

What I should probably also do is come up with a common theme all of the homes would have. If they are supposed to be “villagers”, they need to have more rustic appearing homes.

Just about all of them can afford it, save the Reilly household. They’re usually struggling for funding. I’m also about to move all of my married teens into a huge house together with space for three separate families. Their funds are limited though and there is the issue of where their homes will be too.

The storyline building possible for them is vast. It’s going to be something else, now that I have the high school pack.

And I read that supposedly Sims 5 is coming? Why would they do that when there’s so much wrapped up into Sims 4??

Oh well. I’ll try to brainstorm a bit tonight about NtC chapters 19 and 20.

And begin working on my next short.

I need to clean my office space too.

My bedroom doubles as my office, so my desk is two inches away from my bed. I can get from behind the computer and jump on the bed… or turn around and fall onto it. In the past, I’ve hopped off the computer, and then crawled onto half of the bed and went to sleep.

The desk is massive and it took me thirteen hours to put together on my own. It’s actually a two-person job. Oh well.

So, my desk and the floor under it needs to be cleaned up and reorganized again. I also need to clear out more stuff in the room too. I finally obtained separate trash cans not too long ago. One for the bed and one for the desk.

My mini fridge also needs to be cleaned. Why do I have a minifridge in my bedroom?

Why not?

I’ve had someone upset with me over how strange it was to have a fridge in my room, but I explained that some of us like having cold things to eat on hand. I have a minifridge in the living room too. So, I don’t understand the confusion they had.

Maybe it’s the number of fridges. Hmm… All of them have to be cleaned out too. I absolutely dread cleaning out the fridge in the kitchen. The one in my bedroom is so easy cause it only has two shelves, a fruit bin and a freezer along with sections to hold things in the door.

The story about how I ended up with so many refrigerators and a deep freezer… it’s fairly straightforward.

I’ll talk about it one day, I spose.

But not today.

This particular update is already long, and I dread what my vocal cords will have to go through.

See… Baby steps.

~J. Lyst

If I keep it up, I’ll work myself up to being not nervous while reading 14 pages for anyone who would hear it.