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To that end, today is more of a sick day. It seems I've been very slightly overdoing things. Back to laundry and hydration and refilling the chocolate supplies and some warm compress action. (And also trying to finish my work. I can do it, I swear, i just need to follow the rest schedule.)

On the plus side, he lectures very gently and for your own good. For chronic problems less than mine, he might not even bother; I'm sure he's had reasons to lose a few nights of sleep in his time. The one you really need to watch for is the guy with the MRI scans, who wants to tell you in detail what happens when you overdo things. 😀

Boy, have I been heavily applying this one. Illness day 7,386. Guys. No, I really am getting better, honest. My eyes are like 90-95% better, depending on the day. The wicked sore throat from last week seems to have been conquered. My cough... well, let's just say that I learned this week that you can cough until you puke. But it's getting better. It's less frequent, and not that bad anymore. The thing that has been knocking me flat is my energy levels. When I said I was mostly better before... yeah, I was totally unaware how sick I still was. I was comparing it to my most sick, not being well. But this past week I've been ramping up to normal workload, cuz, seriously, it's been forever. And the good news is, I can do it. I'm pretty close, and within a normal range. (Not the high end, but good enough.) It's just a massive energy hit to do it. I need rest breaks every 90 minutes or so. So it's really been... a commitment. But the illness protocols are gradually pulling back. Diet is normalizing, workload is normalizing. I just need to keep remembering that I'm not there yet.

I'm certain that's true if you're being treated at the Folly. Maybe I should take all my existential malaise there.

Day 1197 of my illness. Spent an hour coughing crap out of my lungs. Bathed my eyes in rare juices of native plants. Hopefully only 347 more days to go.

My cough and sore throat are getting worse as my eyes get better, which I assume is progress. Still itchy. And full of existential malaise. I'm not sure what tools to use on the existential malaise.

The next Rivers of London novella has been announced. It's being released in September, and it looks like a very Wodehouse-influenced narrator in a 1920s New York adventure for Nightingale amidst the Harlem jazz clubs.

Whoa, I am definitely overextended and underrested. Putting the cover back on my quilt was almost too much. I shall use it to rest my eyes. Which Rivers of London book should I check out next? I've just done 3, 7, and 8. (Moon Over Soho has a lot of illness and injury recovery. That might be thematic...) Also, the next novella has been announced. It's being released in September, and it looks like a very Wodehouse-influenced narrator in a 1920s New York adventure for Nightingale amidst the Harlem jazz clubs.

This is what I should do between snow mage gigs. Be a professional Victorian lounger. It is the worst! Sigh. Put me in the game, I'm ready to do things!

Every day I fail to rest my eyes for several hours, no matter how normal I feel, I regret it the next day. Ugh.

They are improving, and I suppose I can be a brave little soldier until then.

AGH MY EYES ITCH AND I WANT TO SCRATCH THEM OUT OF MY HEAD.

That is the ancient wisdom. Might, in this case, also have meant I needed sleep, in the ancient corollary. And likely I needed both in a low level way. I was sort of mildly tired and hungry all day.

Sleep deficit: 5.5 hours. Also, I think I hate everyone?

I have restocked the orange bowl and chocolate bowl and breakfast supplies. (Different breakfast. Slightly more work, but not much.) I'm getting tired of this, but it's not yet tired of me, so it is time for another week of supplies. I'm tempted to skip a day of contagion laundry. I was just exhausted today. I didn't use a lot of stuff today, so maybe skipping a day wouldn't be the worst.

Tough morning. The plague laundry is still undone, and I only barely managed a food. But I am showered and warm and fed and sort of rested. I need Molly to bring me tea. Maybe if I ask politely?

But the global trend isn't great. (Alternatively, the global trend makes snow magery more important than ever.)

Current sleep deficit: 10 hours. This is an accomplishment.

Is that the problem? I guess that is a bit of a professional obstacle in the modern workplace.

Soooo I kinda used up all my upload space. The forums are telling me to manage my attachments to free up room. But I can't find any management options on the attachments page, so I don't how how to delete uploaded things. What am I missing?

Why is "snow mage" not a career option?

Repost for the new page. Sleep deficit is gonna get chipped away at again today, by about 2 hours or so. Yay! Tu We Th Fr Task 1 Deadline followup Batch cook TBD TBD Task 2 Email and another followup Laptop maintenance TBD TBD Task 3 Work unit Work unit Work unit Work unit Task 4 Laptop maintenance TBD TBD Task 5 Laundry Laundry Laundry Laundry Rest 1 Nap Nap Nap Nap Rest 2 Second nap Mindful med Mindful med Mindful med Rest 3 Yoga nidra Yoga nidra Yoga nidra Yoga nidra Rest 4 Metta Metta Metta Metta Strength done: Basics Meal Snack Tea 1 Tea 2 Meal Snack Tea 1 Tea 2 Meal Snack Tea 1 Tea 2 Meal Snack Tea 1 Tea 2 Things to do this week:

Oh lord. He definitely Has Views.

I AM A POWERFUL SNOW MAGE. Well, maybe not, but we now have snow. I am at least a moderately competent apprentice snow mage. Ugh the woooooorst. I think one of my eyes has bruises. I can't imagine what from, I haven't been touching. Cold? Can cold cause bruises? Anyway, bruises are the least worrying thing about how it looks. I'm just not looking at my eyes. As long as they feel okay and see okay and I do the advised things, they're okay. I don't wanna jinx it, but for the next two days, the odds are good!