Working on things, but not really feeling them. I can't tell y'all how much shit I've scrapped, deleted, or just given up on.

If I owe you a commission, I apologize, and it will happen.

My cat was sick, but he's better now. He has to be on prescription food for the rest of his life, but if he's happy and healthy, it's worth it. Little guy's like my fucking kid.

Gramma miraculously survived and is back at home. As long as she starts exercising a little, things should be okay. She's still going to dye someday, and that's alright. Just not any time soon, which is good news to me.

Money's still super tight, but Mom agreed to help me with some schooling so I can get my life straight. I have excellent friends.

Things could be worse. So right now, I feel pretty okay.