Fingers crossed for three days... And, yeah, the anxiety thing is definitely genetic (though exacerbated in the sibling's case by other Issues nobody has bothered to diagnose).
Sunday afternoon, and still no luck on the missing W2 form. Mom has managed to search in a way that prevents other people from helping while being obviously anxious and upset that nobody helps (see also: genetic Issues in this family). Mostly I'm trying to stay out of the way. Also keeping my foot elevated.
Was going to try a submission today, but rereading the guidelines it looks like it's over the word limit. Eh, well. I was still willing to pull the sub trigger on the thing, which I'll pretend counts for something.
Why, no, I wasn't doing that just to avoid Sisyphus, why do you ask? (I do think I've worked out how it should end, at least, though second draft is gonna be a bit rough, making it flow right).
And I should get on that, I suppose.
And winding down Sunday. Managed some Sisyphusing at last, though I'm not at all finished. And a good chunk of tomorrow will be lost to shopping (with a t0o-early wakeup for the trash run; I think I'll have to drive the bin down with the stupid ankle being all stupid and ankly on me. Might be able to get the thing down the hill, but the return hike... not gonna happen.). But I think I finally nailed down some character motivation behind the story that should help with the overall execution.
Suppose I ought to shut down and read a bit until bedtime (which is determined by whenever Dad's done talking to his friend. Hopefully before 10.)
Monday, late morning, and giving the ankle a rest after the morning shopping trip. Hopefully, after lunch, I can get some writing in. Feeling a slight bit more invested in the story now that I've figured out the MC's situation a little better.
Tuesday, late morning, and last day before going back to work. Ankle is still not happy with me, but I think I could probably hobble around well enough to do my job. Climbing stairs and feeding ain't gonna be fun, but that's usually later in the day, and later in the day the ankle seems to have limbered up enough to... okay, yeah, it's still not gonna be fun, but it is probably doable if I take it a little slower than normal. (Am trying some of that Blue Emu stuff on it, in the off chance it helps; it says it's supposed to help with bruises and strains, too, and that's what this is. A bruise and a strain.)
Mergh... okay, loser lardlump me, put your foot up for a bit, then get to writing...
(And I just checked work e-mail. Long hours this week and probably next. Which is actually better for the foot because we break every two hours on a long hour day, as opposed to just once after two and a half hours.)
Tuesday after dinner and dishes. Wound up going out to the store today; sibling had a Very Bad Night at work (it's getting to the point where she may not be able to wait to land a new job before leaving, and one of the only people she could actually talk to just left), so we decided to get spaghetti for dinner because she loves spaghetti and thought it might cheer her up a bit. I also managed to get enough dinner options I shouldn't have to shop again until Friday after work. The garlic bread must have been day-old and a bit over-buttered, but the sibling seemed to enjoy it and the spaghetti. (I did not eat spaghetti. I do not like spaghetti. But I can heat meat and sauce and boil water for noodles, so I can technically make spaghetti, which is good enough.) At least, I hope she enjoyed it, because she has a fair bit of leftover spaghetti (which is her second-favorite thing about spaghetti, apparently, eating leftover spaghetti the next day).
Also finished a (very, very) rough draft of Sisyphus. Will probably take a look at it tonight, though part of me wants to wait until later so it can settle properly and I can look at it with a somewhat fresher gaze.
Earlier, I got to watch a red-tailed hawk circle over the house. Been a while since I saw one so close. Beautiful birds. It was flashing its red tailfeathers in the sun as it passed overhead. I suppose technically that means I was mooned by a hawk... probably not a great sign.
I got work stuff ready for tomorrow morning. Whee...
Meanwhile, I was evil and rewarded myself for finishing a draft of Sisyphus by indulging in a couple things via GOG's Spring Sale. Probably not going to launch a big game, but maybe something smaller and less involved...