We are in the last weeks here in southern California and I’m so fucking excited I can’t stand it. I’ll have clean air and views. I plan to dive hard into writing, and I have a number of projects… some patterns, some not. After I map everything out I should have a better timeline in regards in which to better prioritize. I can blare opera and sing and do all the weird things I do when I’m in the mode 🙈.
Walls are thin here, and my lungs large so. Yeah. Singing just hasn’t been happening much and it makes my stress and pain levels significantly worse to not kick up my body’s chemicals with my voice like I usually do to control things somewhat better. I feel like a caged bird, we’ve had a number of complaints because I am just NOT quiet lol, I have a five octave operatic range. I hurt ears okay.
My first goals are to develop two patterns, knit legwarmers and crochet travelers notebook cover. As well as continue a fiction novel I’ve got years in and a new fiction. I’m not ready for memoirs yet. 🤷♀️