"But your booty don't need explaining"

Day One.

So, broke the streak.  In my defense, I also have been on a fuckton of hydrocodone and full of weird anxieties and self-recrimination and shame.  And throbbing, let's not forget the throbbing.

I've mostly been cross-stitching, working on Mech's future baby's present, with some time lost to youtube channels and intriguing tablet games.    

My inability to cook or clean or shower is making me a little crazy, but I think that I prefer not taking the painkillers and dealing with the pain to the weird-ass half-nightmares where Abundance tries to convince me my beasties can survive in the wild and then makes me ride on the highway on a desk with wheels.  Or where Light gets mad at me for playing the video game that keeps our house clean wrong. 

But, I'm not eating this popsicle fast enough and maybe Abundance and Light are right and I haven't completely ruined my summer.