43 ? nah 44

I was doing okay but this house has reached FUH-REEZING cold status once again to the point my body and brain pretty much crumple unless I'm in bed. Insulation in ceiling hasn't been fixed cos the person who moved it in first place has a busted arm, which he won't go to doctor about, and when I said I'd do it my mother got all agitated.

The people in my life have the approach to problems of 'don't do the mildly difficult thing then expect me to stand there and suffer and listen to them talk about how if only they did the mildly difficult thing there wouldn't be a problem' and I'm... well, let's just say there's a reason I lost all my patience in May and have recovered none of it since.

I picked up this approach to dealing with problems off them which honestly makes me even more cranky about it cos it's awful and trashed my life. OTL

I need to go back to Perth for at least a little bit. Maybe today's a good day to do it even if the roads are full and the rain's falling.

44.1.

After I made several loud and indignant noises, the insulation was fixed. It has helped a little--with the fireplace lit, I can sit at a table and at least consider being productive. A big relief.

Coding project has ground to a halt due to necessary reconstruction, and me realising I was making several rather elementary mistakes. It'll pick up again, but not sure I can release it in an usable form before August (my original goal) which is a pity. Still, when I get into the flow I can achieve a lot in a short period of time with this project, so never say never I suppose.

Art is going okay! I'm considering forcing myself to only draw from reference and in black and white for a while, as my pictures wind up very blurry and noodley.

So tonight after I do the dishes, I'll look at one or both of these goals, and listen to Le Toueerrr in the background.