day seventy-six - discombobulated

(still in a kilt though…)

(still in a kilt though…)

If I were asked for a single, fifteen letter to describe how I’m feeling right now, (which is not as uncommon an occurrence as you may believe), discombobulated seems to do the trick.

The past 10 days have been terribly hectic. I don’t quite know where to start but it feels like everything is getting away from me.

There’s of course the pandemic sweeping across the globe. Curves to be flattened, or rather, made more Rubenesque as opposed to Madonna circa 1990. Decisions made regarding the Music School I run. Decisions about self-isolation and looking after my children and family. Ponderances about where we may all be tomorrow, week, in six months… (the only certainty being me in a kilt).

I’ve copped a spider bite - not comfy, verging on assault, non-consentual, not recommended, 0 star review.

My laptop has died after finally succumbing to injuries sustained late last year when it shot-putted itself from a gig bag as I slung it over my shoulder. That has made everything SO much more difficult. Trying to write before it randomly restarts (now about every 5 to 30 minutes). Stopping myself from getting angry as it ‘eats’ yet another near completed journal entry in the wee hours of the morning. bHopefully, I can address this shortly - unless everyone is panic buying MacBooks.

So… Take one slightly fragile me. Mix in all the above (+ the rest of the stuff from the past 10 days) with an unhealthy portion of anxiety and frustration, a pinch of paranoia, hypochondria to taste. Stir inside the brain and cook in a pressure (of the weight of the work piling up) cooker and Bon Appétit - discombobulated me! (and so behind in everything).

In short, I’ve not been coping as well as I may have liked or hoped, and I’ve been shirking my responsibility to write everyday. And that sucks. For what it’s worth, I’ve been in a kilt everyday, without fail.

And now, this is my first ‘out of order’ post. For me, a bold and deviation from the established pattern, and something that I really feel uncomfortable about. I’ve never been diagnosed with OCD, and I probably have, if any, a mild case of it (though others would beg to disagree), Still, this irks me, and yet, I’m really happy to have been able to get back on the proverbial horse in some small way, I’ll have to see how it sits in the morning.

Kilt of the Day - Ross Modern Hunting Tartan

Soundtrack of the Day - Discombobulate - Hans Zimmer

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lb_e3xpkRnw

Soundtrack of a ridiculous musician in full beast mode of the day - Chase the Clouds - Ray Thistlethwayte (explicit lyrics - if you’re worried, cough loudly at 3:12)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QkEGYRJT1pY

Link of the day eh? eh? - Legendary wiki

https://zelda.gamepedia.com/Link

Bonus 3D printed Ocarina of Time from Zelda

https://www.thingiverse.com/thing:1990726

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