out in daylight, my potential

Yesterday was my birthday, and I actually managed to avoid being kicked in the face by my birthday curse. (Don't ask, but it exists.) I still didn't leave the house, because I really don't want to tempt fate that much, but thatrainbow and several other people wished me happy birthday, and nothing bad happened. It was magical.

Mat made me breakfast and dinner, and we put two coats of paint on the trim in the bedroom (well... Mat painted. I taped.) so it is almost done, and there was wine and brownies (and vodka the night before) and it was basically the best birthday I have had in very a long time.

In other news:

• Jae thinks the increased dose of drugs is helping. Now that the awful brainfuzzing side effects have mostly worn off, I have to agree with her that I am definitely perkier the past few days (although I disagree with her word choice there - I would like to think I don't do perky).
  
  
• There has been an orange ninja in my yard on a few seperate occasions, but given that my yard was A) full of cover for small furry animals and B) full of orange, it was kind of hard to identify it. The recent windstorm helped a little with both of those things, and today I actually got a good enough look to see that it's a gorgeous orange and white tom cat.
  I went outside to try and say hello, and he looked like he was considering coming over to meet me, but then something (I think one of the neighbor's dogs) spooked him and he took off. Because I am a sucker for furry things and the weather's been bad lately, I left the door to one of the sheds propped open, and a bowl of cat food in the floor in the shed. Just in case he needs it.
  
  
• I am starting to think maybe we should turn that shed into a chicken coop instead of going and building a whole new structure when we're ready for chickens. Mat wanting it for a painting and recording studio, but the garage has electricity and plenty of space for that plus the car once we actually get our stuff out of there and into the house and/or the storage shed. CHIKKINZ.
  
  
• I am going to start making lists of things I did every day. Because I tend to overload to do lists and then feel like a complete failure for not being superhuman. So maybe the other way around will work better for me.
  
  Today I:
  
  • Primed the water pump (which I had never done before and was not fucking easy)
    
  • Cleaned trash and coffee grounds off the floor after the dog got into the trash while I was downstairs :|
    
  • Left food out for the orange ninja
    
  • Pulled up the carpet in the bedroom (VICTORY PICTURE)
    
  • Hauled the carpet out of the bedroom and into the dining room (YES THIS DESERVES A WHOLE NEW BULLET, BECAUSE JESUS CHRIST, CARPET IS HEAVY) (VICTORY(?) PICTURE)
    
  • Tackled most of the tags in my inbox
    
  • Did some dishes
  
  
  There are still some things I need to do today (like in about an hour, I need to drop whatever I'm doing and do some NaNo prep), and some things I wanted to do that I can't (like pulling up staples in the bedroom, which requires feeding myself, which requires priming the pump, because it went out again (I blame the fairies), and then cooking and dear god, do not have the energy), but. I DID STUFF, and that part of my brain that keeps telling me it's not enough can STFU.