Real life update

So I hardly ever talk about RL here except in the vaguest of terms, when it somehow relates to the plot of Glee or is interfering with my fic writing. But I just thought I would let people who have commented lately know that the reason I haven't responded isn't personal – I've had work and family commitments up the wazoo for the past two weeks, and have been sick as a dog (um, why is the phrase "sick as a dog," anyway?) for the past few days, so I've been spending what little free time in sheer escapism -– reading fluff fics and scribbling down responses to prompts, for the most part. I love getting into long discussions with folks after my meta posts; somehow, though, last week's comments were so damn thoughtful that I can't think of ways to respond that are less than five paragraphs long, and I don't have the energy for that right now – partly because of the word count, but partly because of the feelings.

Like, I have this idea for an episode reaction for Prom-asaurus, but it would be sad and weepy and I just can't go into those feelings right now when I'm nauseated and headachey and exhausted and trying to meet deadlines for work. And that's kind of how I am with talking about last week's episode, too, even though I loved it.

This may make it sound like I'm having a really hard time; I'm not. It's just harder than usual. But I'm a sickly person in general, and used to being out for the count frequently, and have adjusted to and accepted it for the most part (while trying to keep myself as healthy as possible, of course), and have a pretty high tolerance for pain and discomfort. So all that is actually okay. I'm just exhausted, you know? But I have hope that I'll be back to my normal, meta-ing self soon.

Real life update

So I hardly ever talk about RL here except in the vaguest of terms, when it somehow relates to the plot of Glee or is interfering with my fic writing. But I just thought I would let people who have commented lately know that the reason I haven't responded isn't personal – I've had work and family commitments up the wazoo for the past two weeks, and have been sick as a dog (um, why is the phrase "sick as a dog," anyway?) for the past few days, so I've been spending what little free time in sheer escapism -– reading fluff fics and scribbling down responses to prompts, for the most part. I love getting into long discussions with folks after my meta posts; somehow, though, last week's comments were so damn thoughtful that I can't think of ways to respond that are less than five paragraphs long, and I don't have the energy for that right now – partly because of the word count, but partly because of the feelings.

Like, I have this idea for an episode reaction for Prom-asaurus, but it would be sad and weepy and I just can't go into those feelings right now when I'm nauseated and headachey and exhausted and trying to meet deadlines for work. And that's kind of how I am with talking about last week's episode, too, even though I loved it.

This may make it sound like I'm having a really hard time; I'm not. It's just harder than usual. But I'm a sickly person in general, and used to being out for the count frequently, and have adjusted to and accepted it for the most part (while trying to keep myself as healthy as possible, of course), and have a pretty high tolerance for pain and discomfort. So all that is actually okay. I'm just exhausted, you know? But I have hope that I'll be back to my normal, meta-ing self soon.