Skip to main content

Mixed Bag

I'm sorry for not posting on Sunday. I was hungover. You see, Saturday was the annual dojo BBQ. I enjoyed vodka and cutting mats with a sharp sword, also known as Tameshigiri. I did my favorite kata, So Giri. It's number eleven in the Zen Ken Ren set. It's kind of flashy and you can't do it for grading unless you're asked to. There's 5 cuts in it. I did much better than last year. I was annoyed when the sword got stuck in the "body", but my sensei said the depth was decent, so that's cool.

I'm trying to tie up all the loose ends in my book. It's going out with a bang. I've stumbled onto some bits where I can't remember what I was thinking. Some kind of lizard creature. Yes, that's about the extent of what I left myself. Hopefully I find a note explaining to myself what that was about.

My next homework for the superheroes course is due in September, but I should get it done sooner.

It looks like my food sensitivities may be a symptom of a larger issue, so I get to see a specialist next month. It's not shocking to me. I'm looking forward to getting answers, even if those may not be pleasant answers. I'm also not looking forward to it either. What I expect is the specialist will order more tests and it may take quite a while to actually figure it out. It's causing me quite a lot of pain to walk. Because I've been walking in a funny way to try and reduce pain, I'm having to massage my calve muscles. Fun stuff. Counting down the days to seeing the specialist (27). In the meantime, I have other doctors appointments like an MRI to check my neck/head out. I also have an annual physical booked and it's finally almost time for that CT scan that was ordered a long time ago to check out my salivary glands, which have been problematic for about 20 years. I think I'll be sick of doctors appointments soon.

Whatever happens, I'm finishing my books and doing my martial art. I've never been one for letting things get in my way. Something may slow me down for a bit, but I adapt and move on.

Ciao,
R~

Popular posts from this blog

2020 Vision

Mostly, I’ve been planning for the new year, but I discovered I know Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. It was a recollection under the influence that brought this to light. I also discovered I still suck at drawing, but I’m okay with that. I used to think I had to be good at everything, and I’ve realized that’s just not so. Some friends and I recently hit up a local board game pub. It was a pretty fun night. The first game was Balderdash and I was terrible at it. Because I was the writer in the group, some of my friends thought I should be more embarrassed about it and hide the fact that I don’t spend all my free time learning advanced vocabulary. But I’m not upset about it. Why? Two reasons: 1. I now know what I don’t know. 2. If one takes a close look at the top selling novels on the market, the level of the language used is not the level of many of the words in Balderdash. Not that I’m comparing my own work to those, but audience is what matters in writing. To me, it is far better to e...

Merry Monday - A beautiful day for taxes

[caption id="attachment_4711" align="alignright" width="300"] Image created using Bit Strips.[/caption] With French done, I have a lot of other things to catch up on. It seems like I have Mount Everest ahead of me, but I'm just going through the list one at a time. I've gotten a couple of things done and some started. Renovations Before the weekend, my new kitchen floor was installed. After the credits that Jiffy gave me, install cost less than $40. The old floor was light grey peel and stick tile, which was peeling itself up on the edges. Because I couldn't get all the glue up from the floor underneath the peel and stick, I needed to put new floor in. Oh, I started peeling it up with a hair dryer. I really don't recommend that. It doesn't get hot enough to work well. It was taking around 20 minutes each tile with the hair dryer. With a proper heat gun, a couple hours for the whole floor. Old floors: [gallery ids="9630,9631" ...

Fortifying Friday - Rejection

Yesterday, I received my first rejection from an agent. It stung. It wasn't that it was bad. It was worded in a way that it may have even been personally written. Regardless, rejection never feels good unless you were secretly hoping to stay home and do nothing when a friend made plans with you. Then it feels great! I might be an introvert ;) Anyway, it hurts a bit extra when you have other things going on. Between the worries of the state of the world and being unemployed, it felt much like being kicked while I was already down. The agent said she couldn't connect with my book though she really wanted to. She also said not to take her rejection as any kind of sign that I should give up. It was nice as far as rejections go. So, I lay there for a bit. Then I let my friends know via social media. Several said that I had hit a milestone and I should try to collect as many as possible this year. Rejections, they said, were a badge of honour awarded for putting myself out there. See...