Sort of generalised update on stuff

[kiya]

I am snowed under with ... well, at least today it's not snow, because it has rained.

A couple of weeks ago, the shrink responded to something I said with a sort of sing-song, "You're nest-ing!" and ... yeah, well, so what else is news? But this is clearly more intense than it has been in the past. Taking a lot of processing.

This is feeding into some fascinating and complicated stuff about processing through what I can do and what I can commit to and not actually knowing where I'll be in six months, which is ... not precisely stressful, but pushing me to the edges of my tolerance on making decisions with insufficient data.

Made sure to run my application to the Feri Camp at Casa Chaos to the post office as soon as possible so I have a chance of getting in. We'll see how the luck of the draw goes, as I anticipate that pretty much everyone else did the same ...

The furnace threw a hissy this morning and wouldn't light up, so I was rolled out of bed to supervise the workman so teinedreugan could get to work. The furnace is now working, and may be a little quieter than it was before, even. Even though I had a nap after the fellow left, I have this vague haze of wrong-sleep headache.

I have spent approximately the last month completely exhausted. I suspect that this is a consequence of spending the previous eight or so months dealing with persistent high-stress, with October-February of that being a lot of spiritual-religious high-stress processing. Fortunately, I don't seem to have a Task at the moment, so I can spend a lot of time trying to recover, which in practice seems to be 'sleeping a lot and wanting a vacation and coddling'.

The second round of tattooing was last week; it itches like crazy now. Worse than the first round led me to expect. I am not entirely sure what to make of that. Third and presumably final round falls on the first day of spring.

I'm thinking I'll break down some of the 2x4 constructions from when we had the storage movement pre-move and convert them into a compost bin. Minimal work, no need for materials acquisition other than the tubing, and the bucket on the porch is hitting overflow levels.

The Feri students list is making my head hurt. I'm a kitchen witch, not a ceremonialist, damnit, and arguing about interpretations of the Kabbalah depending on systemic perspective would probably still be too abstruse for me if I'd finished Gershom Scholem. And I haven't read any Crowley.

Brain working overtime on trying to figure out structural stuff for The Traveller's Guide to the Duat, which some bit of my mind seems to want to subtitle (Amenti on Two Deben a Day).

Comments

[ryanfirewitch.livejournal.com]

*grin* I make no pretense at knowing anything about the Jewish Kaballah. I figure it's all the Golden Dawn's (mis)interpretation of it, which often enrages any serious Jewish scholar.

Sorry, Darkhawk, about the furnace! I can sympathize; a furnace hissy fit caused me to have mine replaced this winter....