Struggle writing today, but I put in the hours. Nearly. Just shy. But, still proud of myself. It’s hard breaking a cycle, and that’s what I’m trying to do right now: get this outline done the earliest I ever have, and then change up my whole routine entirely. Not easy, and I know that’s why this outline has been hard. I’m pushing. It’s getting there. And sticking with it, even when my mind is wobbly and focus is hard to come by…I have the spurts of inspiration I so desperately need.
Slow work day. I have a new project coming in tomorrow, though, so that’s good. Doesn’t sound too hefty, either. We’ll see. Reading is going well. Deep enough into The Two Gentlemen of Verona now to see where it’s headed. Can’t say I’m in love with Shakespeare’s comedies yet…as a whole. Parts, yes. But overall, his serious stuff is much more my speed. I guess he does a lot more wordplay in his comedies, and that is fun, even if most of the jokes don’t work without context; they’re still impressive. But they aren’t exactly funny.
Coops is…the same. His eye still hasn’t healed fully. I think they might need to change treatment somehow. Liz mentioned they didn’t flush/clean his eye when she took him in, so maybe they need to do that. That’s what they did before, anyway, but it was a different doctor this time. Or maybe it’s the meds. Or maybe it’s just time, and this particular eye thing will take longer to heal. I can say at the very least that it hasn’t got worse, thankfully. It’s…stable. Which is to say, not better, not worse. Poor bud.
The boil on my back—yes…it’s a boil, ugh—is getting better! Much better, in fact. It doesn’t look better, but good lord does it feel better. Got a bad aid on it now, some antiseptic, cuz its kinda open now, but that means all the bad stuff is coming out, so no complaints. Just want it to be done with…which it looks like it will be in a few days. Me and the Coops! On the mend.
That’s it. Didn’t take a nap today, so to bed on time with me! Night night.