Well the last two weeks have been a lovely little shitfest to add to the plethora of stress I've been trying to cope with since about May roughly. I'm just physically exhausted at this point from being dreadfully ill, having my monthly cycle decide to show up early and stay extra late with little sign of leaving, and stress. Those first two were a lovely little double whammy back to back. On the upside it's looking like the issue causing my perpetual stress and self-punishing guilt will soon be abating. Things aren't in the all clear yet but the light has finally been turned on at the end of the tunnel. I also finally got the back room cleaned up enough to where I now have a modest work station. Sadly the room isn't quite big enough to accommodate my sewing as well but at least I can put most everything else back there. The sewing will still have to take place in the living room. Someday I may have the space I need to work on crap instead of having to constantly rearrange the furniture to be able to work on anything. I'll post a pic of my new work station here in a couple weeks.

Next week I get to try and survive a con on survival rations because I promised someone a while back that I would help them run an event. Con, hotel, and gas are all covered so I'll be living off of some homemade jerky and bread for 4 days next week. Survival superpowers activate! Heh, maybe I can drop a little extra weight I've been meaning to lose.