Reflections and Ruminations on Writing.

I forgot I wrote 30,000 words to this historical fantasy!

THIRTY THOUSAND WORDS.

Why do I have so many ideas and yet never seem to be able to finish any of them?

Looking at the timestamps, I plotted these out right before the first Avengers movie, when I got dragged into the MCU and Maria. *sigh*

Today I just feel like it's all entirely too much.

Current workplace had a major connection outage on the weekend, so today has been checking up on missing files, following up with the relevant department, and trying to keep up with all the documentation that's needed to fix things. (Can't just fix it, need to document it along the way!)

Former workplace, where I was doing 'holiday check-ins' for the woman who usually supports them, suddenly found a number of their bank files "not working". Once again, the dreaded term "not working" strikes, and more detail is needed.

Complications are that the remote connection that I used to use to connect failed a number of weeks ago, and for some reason entirely unrelated to this belief that everyone needs to go back to the office, they haven't bothered to try to fix it...

Cue me talking on the phone to a group, trying to walk my brain through the correct terms and screens, and not to do my thinking 'out loud' per se.

We think we solved that problem at least. But UGH.

Now it's back to working out what's been sent and what hasn't. OOF.

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Played for Team 1 in Grade A yesterday.

We lost, but it was a good game. It was the top team (out of about six) and we were fourth place - and we got a goal in the first fifteen minutes, then held that until the third quarter. And then - ugh - in the last thirty seconds, they got another goal... That was a bit of a downer.

My glutes and quads were kind of okay last night, but then after I went and saw the physio this morning, they were really sore.

Oh wait. Painkillers. Should take a couple of those. (eeediot)

I really do not want to play in A-grade next year. And I will put that down, quite firmly. My hips and feet just can't take it, and I do want to be able to pronate for another thirty to forty years (assuming I live that long).

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Supposed to go to a permaculture meeting tonight, and I really want to, but I am just not coping with today...