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Habits Of Losers

Wednesday, March 16th, 2016

*Ed note: Kris’ mental health is currently in a distressing state. Read on with caution. You have been warned.

There is something seriously wrong with me. I just don’t know what it is. My motivation levels are at an all-time low, and I have zero desire to do ANYTHING.

Case in point: I have the house to myself, in fact, I’ve had the house to myself since 8am. It is now almost 11:30am. During that time I have done nothing but drink coffee and surf Facebook. (Well, okay, strictly speaking I threw a load of towels in the washing machine, but still.) All in my pyjamas.

I have work piling up. I have lines to memorize for an upcoming play. I have choreography and harmony parts to practice for an upcoming musical. Dishes are piled up in the kitchen. Every surface in this house is littered with CRAP. I can’t remember when I washed my floors last. I am overwhelmed with stuff, and it just seems to keep accumulating.

And yet, all I can do is look at it as I meander through the obstacle course that is my living room and kitchen. I look at the mess, and the words, “I just…can’t.” echo through my brain.

I would post photos, but all I can think is that the appropriate government agencies would be on my ass in a heartbeat if they saw them.

I had a break a little while back — a client postponed her project with me, and instead of booking someone else in that time slot, I thought I’d take advantage of the free time and do some things around the house. Well, I was successful for a couple of days. I gutted my side of the master bedroom, and I worked on my crafting room. I also put a dent into the chaos that is my rec room. My intentions were good, but life shit got in the way, and I spent too many of those days feeling upset and helpless and frustrated…and once again, frozen into inaction.

I am so stuck. Physically, emotionally, and mentally. I can’t move forward. I can’t accomplish anything. And if I’m not careful, I’m going to end up babbling in a corner somewhere, drooling all over myself.


Sunday, November 18th, 2012

Some of you may recall that I was given edits on Party Starter a few weeks ago. There was a bit of work involved. Many minor changes, but some spots where more depth or emotion was required.

And I went through those edits whilst hacking and coughing all over my laptop. Yeah. It weren’t pretty, yo.

I was certain I’d done a terrible job and would end up having to wade through a second set of edits from my dear editor. But — huzzah, huzzah! — I received a complimentary email indicating that the edits were well done, and that the book would be heading up the production road. And that a release date was forthcoming! Woo!

Lemme tell ya, that was a huge relief. I feel like I’m running around like the proverbial headless chicken again. Real-world work, more minor home renovations and those nasty, nasty fall germs are wreaking havoc on my life. Yeesh. Well, one of these days things will settle down and life will be better.

Won’t it?

In the meantime, I’ll keep you posted on the status of Party Starter (and hopefully receive a cover soon that I can show you!).

Stay you, you’re great!

Grinchy McGrinchypants

Monday, December 5th, 2011

So as of this morning, we have zero Christmas decorations up. It’s not because we don’t want them up, or don’t care, it’s because there just bloody well hasn’t been *time* to put them up in the last few days.

Boy Einstein has been traveling for work, so I’ve been single-parenting again. And truth be told, it’s too much for me to do alone. I need the help of another grownup, if for no other reason than that there would be two of us to herd children.

I usually do like to have the house decorated by the first weekend of December, but that’s just not the case this year. And you know what? It’s okay. We’ll survive. The world won’t end because the tree isn’t up. So I guess we’ll do it this coming weekend, or maybe get a head start on it one of the evenings this week. We’ll see. It’ll all depend on how much energy people have.

In the meantime, it’s back to the early-morning grind. There is a light at the end of this story tunnel, and I just have to *get* there. Believe it or not, the biggest hurdle is the fact that it’s almost all dirty parts left. People might think that’s the easy part to write, but that’s nowhere near the truth. It’s *hard* to be raunchy, people. All the other parts? Those are easy. So it’s just a matter of plowing through and DOING IT. (Sorry about that, Nike. Boy, bet they never thought their slogan would be used to reference writing erotica, huh?!?)

So. Grinding away I go. Have a great week. Stay warm and dry, and do something nice for a stranger. It *is* the season of kindness and giving, after all.

Am Temporarily AWOL

Tuesday, November 30th, 2010

It’s almost December. And as such, I need to clean my house in preparation for Christmas.

Ideally, we want to decorate this weekend, and if we’re going to do that the house must be clean beforehand. If I could preserve it in a big glass bubble to keep it this way until the 24th I would, but living here would then become mildly difficult.

My schedule (in case any of you care, and I know you do) is:

Monday: Dining room and front windows (almost completely done, including washing and drying of curtains, except for one small cabinet I didn’t empty and organize)
Tuesday: Living room (about to tackle as soon as I eat some lunch and feed Ms. Junior Peanut. And I hate dusting, so this will be a joy.)
Wednesday: Bathroom (floor to ceiling)
Thursday: Kitchen (cleaning all surfaces, wiping cabinet fronts and walls, cleaning stove; haven’t decided if I’m going to gut the fridge yet or not, we’ll see)
Friday: All floors vacuumed and mopped

Of course, this won’t stay and I’ll need to clean the bathroom and floors again before the big day, but with a little luck (and threats of death) the main living areas should remain reasonably tidy. And all Christmas decorations and the tree can go up.

So if you’re looking for me, you’ll know where I am. Up to my elbows in glass cleaner, dusting cloths and furniture polish. I’ll be back eventually.

Not Meant As A Hint

Wednesday, June 30th, 2010

From the My House Is A Mess files…

It just occurred to me — while staring at my bathroom sink — that a really awesome baby shower gift would be arranging even a one-time service from Molly Maid (or the local moral equivalent in your town). I don’t know what the costs are, but having just the bathroom and kitchen scrubbed during the haze of post-baby-arrival sleep-deprivation would be worth much, much more than another package of receiving blankets or cute sleeper.

Then you could even pretend that cleaning fairies do exist! Wouldn’t that be fun?


Tuesday, April 13th, 2010

I feel like I’ve almost done a 180 from the last post. Perhaps it’s just in doing some small chores around the house I’m noticing more and more clutter. But now I’ve got the urge to purge.

(Don’t worry, dear husband, I am not touching anything of yours. ;) )

Now it’s a matter of sorting things out. What’s going in the garbage (hopefully the smallest amount)? What’s going in the charity donation box? Can anything go on Freecycle? And finally, is there anything that’s eBay-able?

Hmm. Lots to think about. Perhaps I may not get very far, but at least it feels like a start. And maybe the momentum of starting will carry on.

At least we can hope.

Feeling Human

Tuesday, January 26th, 2010


Last night gave me a half-decent night’s sleep, and the Offspring went to school with a minimum of fuss this morning. Not bad.

Higher Learning is now in the hands of the E.E., and so today I am focusing my energy on cleaning my office, doing laundry and generally tidying the house. In a day or two I think I will pull out an old story that is written, but is too short and needs to be expanded (and probably *could* be expanded to full novel length — ie. 50K words, even!). I like the premise and think the plot is pretty strong, so it’s just a matter of re-envisioning it to deepen and strengthen the story.

I like the idea of turning this into my first full-length novel. It would be a real challenge, but I think it would be very satisfying. The bare bones are there, it just needs a lot of flesh to fill it in.

I will keep you posted.

On that note, however, I need to get the first load of laundry for the day in the machine. Oh, what a life of glamour!

Catch you on the flip side, gang!

Molasses In January

Tuesday, January 12th, 2010


That’s about right.

I have a list of things that I would like to do around the house today. If I were a betting gal, I would bet against me getting it all done, because it’s a bit dramatic of a list. I may also be feeling a tad better (hence the creation of the list in the first place) but I don’t want to do too much and subsequently wear myself out. Ugh.

Well, I do at least have laundry underway, so that’s one step in the right direction. I’m just going to do what I can, I suppose, and whatever gets crossed off the list gets crossed off the list. There’s always tomorrow.

At least the sun is shining today, which feels nice, and I will break at lunchtime from whichever task is underway and take a jaunty stroll down to the library and post office. Until then, I think a second cup of coffee (decaf, this time) is called for, and perhaps an eeny-meeny-miney-moe approach to the To-Do list.

Hey, whatever works.

Slowly, But Surely

Wednesday, May 20th, 2009

Well. My desk has now been reassembled, and the computer reconnected. All is good thus far in the Starr domain. I am looking forward to working in this office — I think it will be great. There’s a big window with lots of light, especially in the mornings, and I envision an excellent creative space once all is said and done.

In the meantime, though, it’s all about the cardboard boxes. :P I figure we’ll empty them all by, oh… Christmas, perhaps.

In other news, I’m so far behind on people’s blogs…. *sigh* Oh, well. Onward and upward, as they say…

So. Tired.

Wednesday, May 6th, 2009

Three hours of cleaning the new house this morning. Then several more hours of packing stuff here. Fighting with the seating chart due to odd numbers.

There was other stuff I’d intended on doing tonight, but forget it. I’m going to bed. A worn-out me is no good to anybody!

I’ll try and pop back soonest to keep you all in the loop.