Irony of ironies yesterday — it took me a long-ass time to get my poor blog to post. I’m not sure what the deal was, but it was timing out any time I tried to do anything behind the hood. Hopefully that’s past, and I can continue on without having to pull my hair apart wondering what could be wrong.
Things continue to be good and decent-feeling. I’m holding it together enough that there’s a generous mood buffer, I’m getting things done, and I’m feeling… satisfied. Such a strange word that is, and one that I don’t get to use that often. It only strikes me as odd at how infrequently I’m able to say it when I *am* able to say it! It is a great word, one that conveys the warm fuzziness that contentment (rather than happy//up) can bring.
I was chuckling yesterday at what I consider one of the ultimate signs of me feeling even — I’ve got The Sims 3 up and running on my desktop. I love running non-stop Legacy games, so having that game up is probably the biggest sign of cheerful status quo in my book. It means my brain has quit having little stroppy fits of ennui, which is always a relief (since me hitting states of ennui are precariously dangerous, as explained in the past). I’m knitting every night, I’m actually thinking about leaving the house this weekend… it’s pretty good. For now. I know not to count on it staying this decent, but yanno — I’ll always enjoy it while I can and will do my best to -not- shoot myself in the foot.
I hope everyone is having a snazzy day, with good fun planned for the weekend (even if it’s just chilling at home, ’cause that is totally awesome in my book).