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I think of it as, 'if I cared about someone, would I talk to them like this" because we should be caring about ourselves but yeah, it's cliche that our worst critic is ourselves.

So even though I HATE the hospital job, I'm actually doing well at it. I don't get any emails berating me or letting me know we need to have 'a talk later this week'. And the people I work with all say that it's an 'easy' job. But at the same time, none of them give a shit about the clients so I guess if you are completely numb then it's easy? I don't know, either way, I felt guilty after leaving the job as well despite doing fine at it and I thought after I quit that maybe I was overreacting and maybe everyone *else* is right and *I'm* wrong and it's actually easy and makes good money and then I was like, "Ok, it has to work for ME. And this isn't working for ME. So I need to stop feeling like shit over this and realize that how I felt with that swell of anxiety was totally valid and a sign that this was the right move."

That's why I'm kind of neurotic when it comes to where I put something. Because if I pair an item or put it in a weird place, then it helps wake up my brain. I easily get used to something like, "I should put a note here to remind me of...." and then like a day later, I'm blind to the fact there is a note there. However, if I do something drastic as a one-time reminder, it works. For instance, I've thrown my car keys in the fridge so I would remember to bring my water bottle with me. As I'm leaving I go, WAIT! keys are there and that's why! I also tend to have compliments to other versions of myself. "Thanks past-me". I'll literally say that in my head. Or, "future-me won't remember this, so I'll put a coat-hanger in the car to remind me to pick up the pants I got tailored after work." This is nothing to speak of related to continual sustained habits/systems. But I tend to try and keep everything in a specific spot so that way when it is NOT in that spot, it wakes up my brain; but I end up being blind towards a newer change after a day or two if it's supposed to be a habit-reminder/trigger.

So is the pushback make things a lot easier for you? Sounded like a lot in the prior text. Did that mess up any half-days or time off?

? I'll echo this. Also, you mentioned a few times about taking too long, or not being aggressive enough - is it a mindset where you are waiting for opportunities?

The rule of Disney, if it's marketable.... It's amusing you show a picture of tyranid hormagaunts with talking about this. I did some testing and I tried using various washes. The green one on the light blue seemed wrong somehow. I'm continuing to experiment with washes as I develop the basic color scheme. I take a few of the units and experiment, set them aside, and try a different combo on a couple others and then judge from there, so while I have a good idea in my head, it's subject to change once I see the results. I was thinking of doing a blue with a purple wash to give it sort of a 'bruised' look to the skin. Like how when you have chaffing and it gets all red, I would think that the undead version of that would be clotted blood and therefore go with the 'cool tone' color scheme so I'm still testing out this idea you speak of. Mental Health: Story time: ---------- The regal king, in all his splendor, issued his first decree: into the mines they shall go. For there is no way to fight back against the tides of chaos without being equipped. The rumbling in their stomachs miraculously quenched, what remained of the kingdom made a mad dash down into the tunnels. The plan was simple, reforge their best weapons and armor and then counterattack. Despite their livelyhood despoiled, those who decimated this kingdom did not know of the hidden treasures in the sprawling tunnels below. They set about with their pickaxes, drills, hammers, and pikes and continued the work they had been doing prior to the invading waves of chaos had wore them down. With renewed fervor they dug, for days, weeks, or longer. Their emaciated frames did not register; the aura of death magic that the King had was able to block out the pain of starvation and spurred them forward. The various bones and barely operable tools that the kingdom was actually using would start to splinter and break in time, but not before making an astonishing discovery which would change the future of this new Flesheater Court... One valiant serf broke through a tunnel into a cavern that had already been bored out and through it came an insectoid creature. Like two competing swarms, there was an immediate bloodbath between the chittering tunneled monstrosities and the naked starving cannibal savages. In the end though, the Court had won and with that, a feast was upon them. The carcasses were cracked open and the sinewy vermin were eaten raw until only the picked-clean carapaces remained. Upon exploring the new tunnel, there were bundles of glowing mushrooms and sticky bundles of round eggs. The young of these monstrous insects. As the noble leader looked upon the carnage that had been wrought, the delusion took hold: these creatures were a blessing and they would be used for domestication and as a continual food source. The carapaces would provide the perfect armor, the claws the perfect weapons. The kingdom used to use polished mirrors for directed light and heat into the deep underground and now those mirrors acted like magnifying glasses and were placed at the entryways of the underground sprawl. They were strategically angled to shine the punishing Aqshy sun into a concentrated beam. This beam's focal point was to be turned into a blacksmithing station, capable of burning heats hotter than most regular forges. The egg bundles had a sickly sticky ooze coating the outside and this would be used as a resin glue. The carapaces would act as the plates of armor. And with the blazing heat of Aqshy, these would be forged together to create the perfect means for revenge... The next step in this kingdom's evolution was finding these insects deep down in the tunnels. The reason why I said it was interesting you picked a picture of tyranid hormagaunts is because that's *EXACTLY* what I'm using to represent these insects. I was able to score a batch of 20 terribly painted tyranids and when I looked at them, I saw the insect creature I wanted to use. Circled in red are the pieces that I'm going to focus on. I'm going to chop up with a knife, dremel, and nail file down those chunks to be used for the blue circles. RED 1 and RED 2 are the tyranid carapaces that I want to 'harvest' and use as armor. I'm going to chop off BLUE 1 off of the ghouls and replace those smoothed backs with carapace armor. The weapons BLUE 2, I intend to replace with RED 4, which are random claws that the tyranids have. Lastly is RED 3, which when I looked at them, I didn't see some weird science gun, but instead one half of an alien eggsac. I plan to shaved down the side of RED 3 and then glue it to another RED 3 and essentially make a triangular egg bundle which I can use as terrain/basing for some random units. The vision is in my head: I just need the means to make it come out how I want. You can even see my testing this out in the very first picture I posted. If you look at the first picture from a few days ago, where there is a trio of ghouls with different color shading, the guy on the left has a black plate on his back - that's actually a RED 2 carapace piece. I want to have more visual interest than 'naked cannibals so I do a flesh color and then that's it'. I want to make a logical living society that creates a cohesive army and that also has a striking aesthetic. Using insect shells and them being delusional enough to think they are the 'finest armor'? This is the way. --- Physical Health: It's been 3 days solid without any junk food. I've given up the last of the dairy and I'm on a meat+veggie+fruit macro now. I'm feeling tired a bunch but that's part of the process. Once I get through this detoxing hurdle and the gut biome that craves sugar all fucking DIE then I'll feel a lot better. Until then, I have 2 bags of grapes, bananas, kiwis, and rx bars to supplement my protein+veg. For instance, I had sausage, cabbage, and onions and a few grapes. Drinking water. Later on, I'm making PAD THAI where I use zuchinni for zuchinni noodles. I already have the sesame seed oil, red boat fish sauce, ginger, and some shredded broccoli stems. --- Jobs: I was talking to a friend of mine and even *writing* about the hospital job started making me feel anxious and I was having trouble breathing. You know that's a sign to GTFO. So about an hour after that..... I quit. I didn't want to leave on bad terms so I kept the few shifts I'm still scheduled for, but it's official: my last day at the hospital is September 4th. I have to work that evening holiday and I didn't think it would be fair to dip out and screw over someone else so I'll be working the next couple weekends and then that Monday is my final shift. I also have my first therapy client tomorrow. Feels good

The lore is moreso flesheater courts, with a leaning of aesthetic and some ideas of Falmer. I know about the (Skyrim) dwarves doing that and then once the dwarves vanish, the Falmer are pretty much left to their own devices. I'm sort of amalgamizing all of it. By the way, idk how I feel about the expansion showing regular snow elves - you think they're going to be playable at some point? I plan on having a finished product instead of a dozen half-done projects with a few HUNDRED creative ideas stuck in my head Thanks a bunch! I'm trying to pace myself. I sort of have these creative 'bursts' and I get a Eureka moment and then the dust settles and I have nothing new for a week or two and then I'll be showering or in the bathroom or driving and BAM another Eureka moment. I have probably a dozen little story blurbs kicking around in my head but I need to write them down into little cohesive 'story-nuggets'. *kiss cheek*

The realm of Aqshy is a sweltering and dangerous land. A realm of fire, with blistering hot sun and tumultuous volcanic activity. The whole realm itself is bathed in harsh light and stretches endlessly with baked and cracked land. It is in this realm that a collective of humans and dwarves had spent countless generations. The origination has been lost to time, but the two races were on good terms, eventually leading to a mingling of bloodlines. The line between the two was blurred as they became a single, cohesive faction. While life on the surface of the realm was rich in vegetation that had become acclimated to the searing heat, there was also the natural proclivity of tunneling into the mountains and deeper depths to find precious jewels, minerals, and a reprieve from the blazing hot sun that the dwarves were known for. The cultures over generations blended just as well as the races themselves; having a psuedo hybrid of two kingdoms: one above and one below. The region on the surface was for food while the region below was for minerals and precious other resources. Life was good - commerce was thriving. This hybrid kingdom which sprawled out into the hot sun and melded into the shadows of the cavernous depths held its own when the Age of Chaos was upon them. They fought valiantly to protect their civilization from ruin. However, the unending and ceaseless waves of the hordes of chaos continued to take their toll, until all was lost to them - their dead brethren boiling and baking in the punishing heat.... ....That is until a new king had arrived. When all hope was lost; their crops burned and walls smashed, left to wallow in the ashes of a dying civilization....he appeared. Almost like a mirage at first - that hazy, warbling outline of a person in the distance. As the creature continued on his journey towards the dying cityscape, the once-proud remnants looked upon the figure. He was hard to see, the sun at its apex in the middle of the day created a shimmering effect over the horizon. But shortly, there he stood, in all his glory. After many a person rubbed their eyes to their disbelief, they saw with more clarity. It was a king, someone of that stature and gaudy armor had to be of royalty. But what could a king, wearing only the finest of wares be doing in the blazing heat and coming to this now-broken city? The townsfolk looked at each other and were astonished; for where once they had seen the starving and emaciated remains of their people, they instead saw that they also had the same sort of attire as the prophet that was walking towards them. They even looked down at their own hands and arms: what once was chapped, peeling, and shriveled was now muscled, tan, and strong. What sort of magic is this? What sort of sorcery could be happening? Dubious as first, the civilization was unsure of what to make of this dramatic shift in what they saw. However, the closer that this regal figure came to them, the more....calming the presence was. The anxiety that had befallen everyone seemed to wash away. The doubt that this might be some sort of trickery of the chaos gods was gone. The sorrow and sadness, all the pain and suffering was lifted away with every step of the king's approach. By the time the figure had made it to the town square, the people had been worked up into such a manic frenzy that many fell to their knees, tears streaming down their faces. They did not know how the nightmare that had plagued their minds and hearts had been lifted so quickly, but they were ever-grateful to this new figure. Many pledged themselves to the leader as their new and benevolent champion and as they did this, even their city walls started to reform. The ruins and rubble started to climb up along the walls and fit themselves back into their original place. The silver and gold towers that adored the entrance gates were built back up - their spired minarets gleaming in the beating sun. And the sun even, yes, even the sun itself went from a harsh and cruel reminder of what was lost into something glowing and comforting. In those moments, and from then on, there was a rebirth of a beautiful and thriving civilization. One that would get revenge on the agents of chaos that had previously bespoiled their lands. A new Flesheater Court had been born. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- So I have some big news stuff but I'm trying to space out my writing and don't want to burn out so I'll save it for my next post. This post I want to focus on Mental Health [Art]. I'm probably going to do little story bits on and off while I work on different miniatures. The first miniature is the bulk of the force. I'm currently working on a pack of 20 ghouls. Pictured here are your standard ghouls for reference: How I interpret *my* ghouls. After the Archregent Ghoul King (aka the figure that showed up), the civilization were so emboldened by their king that they immediately went to work and began creating a counter-attack of sorts against the various warbands of chaos that were roaming around. The first decree of the king was to make only the finest weapons. The civilization was an above-ground and below-ground hybrid but after this.... 'reimagining', they basically went hardcore into the below-ground route. As they now avoid the sun and are busy toiling away in the deep caverns that they had drilled out for generations prior, I feel like the ghouls should *look* the part. Instead of a healthy flesh tone which would use warm colors (red/orange/yellow) to denote healthy aesthetic; I went in the opposite direction and I want to use almost exclusively cool colors (blue/purple). I experimented with getting the color scheme right. I already have lots of cool ideas I want to incorporate into the army itself but getting the color(s) I want just right is going to take a little bit. I think I figured it out though: I went with mixing my own light gray color and then adding in a touch of navy blue. This muted it waaaay the hell down and I think it's going to be the main skin color scheme I use. Also, I felt that if they decided to do this underground thing, they like.....don't really need eyes, do they? So I decided to use some epoxy milliput and started smushing a little tiny bit into the eyes. After it dried and hardened, I was able to experiment with painting. Here's what I'm rocking right now: (Let's see if the pics upload correctly) I think that uploaded fine. So here is some color experimenting that I did. The top 2 are the light blue that I'm leaning towards making most of the ghouls. They won't be as bright as shown - they look that way because the paint is still wet (which is why they also look a little glossy). The middle 2 are me trying out purple. I had about 6 other shades of the blues and purples but I kept painting over them again and again as I tested out different types so this was my 'short list' of colors. At the bottom you can see them all dried and next to each other and on a piece of paper towel so you can see just how muted it is when dry. Also, that brown scarf kinda thing and bangle: I made those out of the milliputt as well. That's going to be a priest-type ghoul in the mix. Next picture I have will be about what happens to the ghouls as they keep digging deeper and deeper into the mines and what they unearth... I'm trying to not get hung up on the perfectionism that seems to plague the world of miniatures and instead embrace the fun of creating these deformed crazy cave-dwelling cannibals. I mean, to give a frame of reference, that yellow thing that is grabbing the foot of the priest-ghoul is smaller than a pen and the metal prongs are about the width of a tiny paperclip. I'm working with rough concepts here and I'll refine them more and more as I build the army. But I have a very clear and distinct aesthetic vision in my head that I want to see if I can bring that into the army.

I was looking at e-bikes over the winter and once I got a better job, I was going to save up and get one. So it was a hybrid that you can pedal as well? The thing is, the e-bike that I want is very specific and I wish I knew how to build something like this. I like the look of fat tires and also the stability. Needs to be street-legal (there's some weird requirements I found out regarding this), and I wanted a hybrid so I could pedal if I wanted, but also use for a quick market run. Let me know what you end up finding. There was promise from a couple of bikes (Jeep was outsourcing to another company to make them one, as well as the uhhhh Volcon, I think it was called?) but there didn't seem to be exactly what I wanted available.

How goes it? Feeling any better? I was going to post a picture of Kratos, but then I found this and I've watched these guys (Buff Dudes Brothers) a bunch a few years back. Lo and behold and he actually played Kratos.

So overall, how do you feel about Mint Mobile? Because I know someone else who uses it and loves it and if I ever get off the family plan I'm on with my sister, I was going to look into Mint. I hate all the contract b.s. that other companies have and how they jack up the prices when I basically want a bare-bones phone. Cute kitty

Yo I just tried a dremel this past week and it's AWESOME. What are you scared about with dremeling? I don't know if there are different types of dremels, but the one I used had a button that acted as a slider- so I could put it on super low, low, medium, high etc so if it felt too 'out of control' at halfway, I could turn the switch a little to make it manageable. Idk how it works on different materials but the plastic I did for the ghouls I'm working on was pretty nice. You always need a backup pineapple.

I tried making them for the first time about 2 months ago and they are surprisingly good. I tend to mix them in with other veg and meat since they are pretty bland and it just acts as 'filler'.

I find the 'communication' of work to be counterproductive to doing actual work. It's almost like there is this shared delusion that if we *talk* about work, it means we did more. Same with emails. Don't get me wrong, I know that both of these things are needed once in a while to make sure people are on the same page, but it seems wildly inefficient with how OFTEN it's done.

I'm in the same boat - I know a teeny teeny bit from watching a few UFC matches and having some guys that do BJJ in it, but that's about it. How long is a roll? Like 12 rolls almost sounds like 12 matches.

Lot of ups and downs for me because I'm pretty sure it's the same thing - 10 years back in March. Is it just hunching, or are there other back issues? I ask this because I hunch but that's a byproduct of the fact I have anterior pelvic tilt.

Just pretend you're awful all the time. No problems with that for mental health 🤪 This is how eating and exercising are for me - it has to be in streaks. I can't just automatically/habit-form going to the gym. It's also why I do shit in the morning. I wake up and my only thought is 'go to the bathroom, go to the gym'. The only habit/autopilot thing for me I guess is driving: I end up thinking of 20 different things when I'm on the road and not thinking, 'oh I need to take this exit' so besides that, I have a hard time with forming habits. It's moreso a brute-force of 'lets get this list done' but it's still a struggle to do that list. As for the satisfaction part, for me I feel better hours *after* it's done. I don't think I've even thought, in the moment, 'good job for lifting that weight'. I just go through my list of exercises and then after I drive home, eat something, and shower...THEN I'm like, Or even with the jobs I work - I HAVE to wake up and go do it because if I think about putting energy into something, I'll drag it out. A good example is the case notes I have to write for clients. This shit takes like 8 minutes per client, maybe less. But do I put it off for literally 2 days instead of having the 'habit' of writing my casenotes once I get home from work? NOPE. Because I have time to think and do literally *anything* else, my brain wanders and I have to wrangle it to make me do something. Maybe the whole 'wake up and do it' thing for me is to trick my brain - before it's fully functioning, I'm already hurtling towards progress on something so it doesn't have time to wait/complain/put up any resistance. Hrm....

Correction for me: A hot WET fart. It's been raining almost every day for over 2 weeks. It's like living in a swamp. That's a good doggo You did so great, we're going to scale back how much we were going to give you. Sucks. And yes, sadly that stuff needs to be in writing.

Interesting. I wouldn't care if both were true for me. Guess I'm confident enough in myself to date a rich amazon 😀 Btw, I have an art project that is based on the Falmer from Skyrim and it's looking pretty cool. What did you end up getting?

Father: Son, I've told you a hundred times to avoid those blasted ruins! Son: But I was hunting and the deer went there. I wasn't going to the ruins, I swear! Father: Listen to me, and listen good. If any animals you want to trap go there: leave. If any person you know goes there: leave. If it's ever nightime: leave. *sigh* I guess.... you are old enough to hear the tale. Son: Tale of what? Father: ....The Falmer. In ages long past, there were Snow Elves in these frigid but beautiful lands. We Nords had arrived a bit too late and at first, there was peace and trade; but eventually animosity grew as our numbers swelled until eventually, there was battle. Those pointy-ears slaughtered many of our kind, son, but a hero emerged from our homeland in the far far frozen north to lead his 500 companions to battle. You have heard the tales and seen the statue of the father who united us, galvanized us to war. We were finally on the winning side, and the Snow Elves had no choice but to retreat. They moved underground as their numbers dwindled. And while down there, over the generations, they....changed. Son: Changed how? Father: The details have been lost to the ages, my son. But what remains should not be of this world. The twisted Falmer would come out of the caves after months or years of no activity and lay waste to a neighboring town. Accounts of them from people that fled or survived an attack say that they are blind; their eyes warped and closed shut. They use strange armor and weapons - looking like that of carapace from large bugs. They run hunched over on all fours. These twisted horrors are not the Snow Elves of old but something far, far, more sinister. They have hate and poison in their heart. Son, I know that you think you have the world understood at this young age, but you are wrong. Avoid those ruins at all costs - they lead to depths that no man should travel down and the last thing I need is to bury my son. This is the other piece of lore that I am drawing inspiration from. The first post was rewriting my understanding of Flesh-Eater Courts from Age of Sigmar. This 2nd piece is a little bit of lore I wrote from Skyrim. My aim is to marry these two concepts into one cohesive story and tell my own tale. In my head, how I see them is close to the creatures in The Descent and Until Dawn: The plan here is to make an army that reflects all the previous story and videos. I know what I want to write, I just need to mull it over in my head and then post it next time. Goals so far: 1) Jobs - I figured out the printer, the Square account, made a more professional email, and even decorated my office. This weekend I want to look at the software for inputting client notes and then I'm golden and ready to start this job. I'm super excited. I can not WAIT to start quitting these other jobs and doing something fulfilling. 2) Physical Health - My sister is hosting this huge cookout and inviting a bunch of people. I'm assuming that there will be 'junk' that I'm going to avoid. Seeing as how I'm basically just having some dairy, I'm pretty close to detoxing so I figure I'll have an official 'start/quit' date of August 1st, which is Tuesday. Still hitting the gym. I did Leg Day on Wednesday and feels good man. I'm rarely, if ever, sore from leg day anymore. However yesterday was Chest and Triceps and MAN my chest hurts. Getting swole af I guess. I'm currently working with a pair of 45s and I'm almost back to where I was pre-injury (55 lbs dumbbells) since I can do 6 full sets of 45s. Next week should be hitting the 50s and maybe the week after I'll be at 55. We'll see. I was told to very very slowly add weight so I might hover at 50s for a little bit longer but I'm just.... I want to lift. I want to build muscle. I want to be stronger. I do this thing now where I size up people at the gym like it's fucking Fight Club. Oh, they're ego lifting and making tons of noise and slamming weights with their 60 pound row? I can do 100 lb without an issue. This guy is stomp-walking around after his 200 lb leg adduction machine? I maxed that machine out at 260 pounds and it's easy-peasy. Etc. I don't want to start a fight and this is probably some very primitive lizard-brain shit but it's empowering as fuck to know that you can 'beat' most of the people at the gym in terms of weight moved. The only area that I feel I suck at is Chest/Bicep. I think that most guys do chest/bicep more than, say, legs (hence the whole leg day meme) but I also think that my body just doesn't put on muscle mass as quick in those areas but I don't know. I'm insecure in my benching ability so I'm getting antsy with how slow going this is for me. 3) Mental Health - See story above. I've also taken a bunch of pictures of what I'm working on and edited them into a little collage to chart progress. I have some important decisions to make regarding my color scheme. Also, I'm posting here and I want to, along with the job app, check on some posts this weekend.

It was during the Age of Chaos that The Carrion King was freed and his grand delusions started to infect only the most destitute and desperate with his madness. The Carrion King wandered the wastes and peoples were overwhelmed and corrupted by his insanity. When villages had their crops destroyed, peoples murdered, and entire civilizations razed to the ground, and the remnants that were left over were left to barely survive; they would resort to cannibalism. If the unfortunate souls were in this time of crisis and the Carrion King was near, the disposition of these fallen would change almost instantly. Suddenly they weren't starving naked savages in an ashen bowl of ruins that were scraping by on meager scraps of their felled brethren, but instead saw themselves in a palace with a lush banquet before their eyes. Their own emaciated and horrified neighbors' figures were seen by each other as laughing and jovial, healthy and hearty, as they feasted upon an endless buffet. As their pain and sorrow faded into merriment and mirth, they would all look upon in one direction as a large and proud king would make his way to the once-downtrodden peasants. His armor gleaming as the sun's golden rays scattered along the highly polished surface, scattered a million points of light. It was overwhelming.... It was too much to even bear to see the radiance this noble was basking in. All who looked upon him knew that he was their chosen to create and lead a new kingdom as everyone would fall to their knees and tears streamed down their faces in unison. The Carrion King had arrived. What would be seen to an outsider of this spectacle is the ragged and depressed reluctantly gnawing scraps of rancid meat off of bones only to look upon some hideous monster that looked like a disfigured vampire. As this creature came into view, the entirety of that ravaged village collapsed to their knees and give praise to this ghoul who walked among them. The Carrion King's madness would radiate from himself and infect others and in an instant, those new followers would gladly die for their new king. They would erect golden statues of him that were merely to an outsider a pile of bones. They would prepare for war with the toughest of armors and weapons, which were just rocks and sticks. This would happen, time and again, as other villages that were not going to survive suddenly had new life breathed into them when they were in proximity of The Carrion King, as they all shared in his grand delusion. These collectives became known as the Flesh-Eater Courts, and in an age of decay and ruin; they began to thrive... ------- This challenge is going to be a continuation of what I set up last time, which is the following: 1) Jobs = [Add New Job] + [Remove Old Jobs]. Start the new job and enjoy the process. As I pick up more hours, get the ball rolling on quitting the other ones so I can have a smooth transition into something that's awesome. 2) Physical Health = [Diet] + [Exercise]. I am going back to Whole30 and I'm doing it until I can't possibly anymore. It's supposed to be a 30 day detox. I aim to make it a permanent lifestyle. Exercise is going to be powering through the 3 lift days and 2 cardio days, and making gainz the whole time. 3) Mental Health = [Socializing/Accountability] + [Art]. I'm quasi-quitting youtube and videogames to invest time and effort into working on making warhammer minis and posting on NF. I need the accountability. I need to be able to motivate others and motivate myself. This is where I belong and should have been for years in a more serious sense. I want to be a Guild Leader that actually can step up and represent. ------- The above story bit is part of Goal #3 [Fun Stuff]. I have started working on a tabletop army of miniatures based off of the lore written above. Just like how in Dungeons & Dragons, Pathfinder, and others RPG systems, there is a lore/world already build. Written above is the 'standard lore/universe' confines that I'm working with. I'll be creating my army within this world, so I needed to post context for *my* story within the *world's* story. How I'm going to work on this challenge: 1) Jobs: [Add New Job] -I finished my onboarding although there are still some things to iron out. Apparently during the summer it is harder to find clients (according to the new job) so they are working on getting people for me to work with but it's slow-going. That's fine: I just want to make sure I have a foothold and a few hours a week before I start cutting out the other jobs. [Quit Old Jobs] - I was waiting to set up a dentist appointment before I quit Supermarket Job, since they pay for my dental coverage. I have an appointment set for mid-October, which is further out than I want. However, I talked to my bestie and he said there was a big place that took him within a week so I aim to contact them and see about setting up an appointment much sooner than mid-October. In about a week, Hospital Job will want to know my schedule for September (since they book a month in advance). The sooner I have clients, the sooner I can say, 'Yeah....don't book me for next month' which I REALLY hope I can do. Lastly is Nursing Home Job, and that's basically been reduced to seeing two clients in recent weeks, with one of them possibly moving back home which means I won't treat that person. The other person is hospice - no idea when they will pass due to complications so this job might 'solve' itself. If I have no one to do therapy with then I have no reason to work there and I can put in my 2-week notice. So things are happening, and soon, although not as soon as I want them to happen. 2) Physical Health: [Diet] - I'm starting Whole 30+. There's some milk around here and that's all that's been left for dairy. I have about 20 rx bars which are whole30 (just nuts, eggwhites, and cocoa, no sugar or any other shit in it) so I'm going to use that along with fruit to curb any craving. However, once news of the New Job has been ramping up, I've found less and less anxiety overall. Now I know all the shitty jobs have a shelf-life and I can do a job that I want and am passionate about so I see [Diet] starting slow and improving over time as the job-swapping happens. [Exercise] - I've been fairly consistent with workouts for a while now. M/W/F is lifting. Tues/Thurs is cardio. However with the new job, I'll be working long Tues/Thurs so I'll just swap my cardio for the weekends and it'll be fine. 3) Mental Health: [Socializing/Accountability] - That's where coming here matters. I've made a thread and my aim is to check on some people on M/W/F until it becomes second nature like it was in the past. I'm also toying with the idea of making an Accountability Group for art - because I know there are some people here on the forums that want to work on some art stuff and maybe we can egg each other on to create more. I'll see how I feel by the end of the week. [Art] - The story blurb above is the start. Next time I want to write *my* lore chunk and start uploading pictures of the progress that I make with my miniatures. --- For Today: I'm batch-cooking some stuff. I am attempting to make pad thai with zuchinni noodles and honestly after I fried them up with the Red Boat sauce and scallions and blended some roasted peanuts up for topping, it sure as hell SMELLS like pad thai. Fingers crossed it tastes as good as it smells. I also made some coconut curry chicken and pineapple. I fried and then cooked up a bunch of chicken breast and then threw it in the blender for a quick pulse so now it's more like chicken salad. I carved up a whole pineapple and used 2 cans of coconut cream and a bunch of minced garlic and yellow curry to simmer it all together. I also have some pesto ground beef (only a little left - I know there's cheese in pesto but I was using stuff up). as well as a bunch of green beans, broccoli, and I also fried thick eggplant slices and simmered them in marinara sauce. Finally, I made a quiche with 8 eggs, a roll of sausage, some fried up onions and 2 bags of spinach so that's my entire menu for the next week and a half, roughly. Now that I wrote this, I'll contact the new employer about when I can stop by this evening to look at notes and make sure my paypal card reader thingy works as intended and also find out about if there are any clients I'm working with tomorrow and doing intakes forms for. Then after I contact her, I'm going to do a load of laundry and check on some people on the forums. Then probably head to the new job to get things figured out. I'll see if tomorrow I can get some progress pictures of the mini army. Oh, and it's Wednesday so: Leg Day

So there are only 2 days left of the challenge because it took a long damn time to get everything figured out for the new job situation. I've made some progress on things. While I have an hour before I go into the new job to decorate the office and learn the app/system for inputting cpt codes and clients/DAP/GIRP notes, I figured I'd post real quick. 1) [Jobs] = [Add New Job] + [Remove Old Jobs]. [Add New Job] - Like I said, I'm about to go into the office/future MY office and get things set up. I need to know how to do the following before I leave today: 1) Install and set up the Square app which is that little card thingy you connect to your phone in order to charge $ to someone's debit card. I'll need this for collecting copays. 2) Install and set up the account that I have for putting in the client notes. 3) Sync up my laptop with the printer/scanner they have so I can easily print out resources for clients and print out intake forms and whatever else. 4) See how to scan and where to put the scanned ID/card information of clients. 5) Print out a few sets of all the papers I need for next week: I'll need to print out the HIPAA Consent To Treat paperwork, the Intake Form, the Payment Option Form, and maybe other things. [Remove Old Jobs] I shopped around and found a place that takes my Supermarket job's dental coverage. I have an appointment in Mid-October so I guess I'm staying at the market until then (maybe a little after just to make sure processing and stuff is taken care of) so now I have an end-date of maybe Thanksgiving or so? 2) [Physical Health] = [Diet] + [Exercise]. [Diet] While I haven't binged, I also have still been having some carbs and random crap. It's mostly gone now and I have no intention of buying anymore of it so right now I'm at like maybe 75% whole30 and by next week it should be 100%. [Exercise] I didn't work out this morning because my sleep was total ASS and I just worked out Mon/Tues/Wed so as long as I go tomorrow for Chest&Biceps day, I'll consider it a win. 3) [Mental Health] = [Socializing/Accountability] + [Fun Stuff]. [Socializing/Accountability] - I'm posting on here and I haven't really played any games in the past few days. I might mess around with Diablo 2 with a new Druid I started about 2ish weeks ago but the drive to do that stuff is dwindling. What's actually increasing has been this itch to do writing. I don't mean posting like on here (although I'm doing it more), but creative story-writing. The thing is, I don't know *WHAT* to write, just that I *want* to write. I think of topics and I go 'meh'. Like, "A story about ghosts?" 'Meh'. "A story about demons?" 'Meh'. "An action/adventure?" 'Meh' 'Fantasy?' 'Meh'. There's an itch but I don't know what will scratch it, exactly. [Fun Stuff] So I shopped Ebay and was able to snag a bunch of little Tyranids for my army kitbashing idea. I think I should post photos of the progress because I'm liking where this concept is going.

Please, I have a backpack of mail and that takes literally hours to organize. Getting rid of that kind of stuff adds up. One Shot sounds interesting. I have only played D&D once and it was a mess.

Back in my day, we did this thing called 'talking on the phone to people you like'. I'm sick of it. I almost feel like in an effort to 'stay connected' I feel more like there's this ocean of random shit that's cascading. And then if I don't look at it, I 'fall behind' and then it creates anxiety and then I don't want to bother even more. I literally do this with emails. What's that? 17 new emails? Ugh. I'll look later. *later arrives* 41 new emails.

How's a week with the fridge treating you?