#chore time

[pazzesco]

😾 Friggin' Cats 😾

Seriously, cats are evil 🔽

[mbrainspaz]

As part of my struggle with being unable to form habits or remember things that aren't right in front of me as an adhd haver I tend to rely on systems of 'if I do x I must then do y.' One example is 'if I start the dishwasher I must then start the laundry.' Those tasks are chore buddies. Vacuuming joins in if I have time. Another one is: If I take my keys off my belt then I hang them on the key hook.' Or the very simplest one: 'if I see a thing that is the wrong place then take it and move it toward the right place if going that direction.' I'm very big on every object having a 'place' or sometimes a series of places. Like most of the laundry that goes from my body to either the 'wear it again' bin or the dirty bin, then to the hallway, then to the washer and laundry rack, then to the bed, then put away. Socks got their own special sock box because I hated putting them away the most.

These systems can be days long and infinitely intricate, especially for work tasks. Notice how none of them involve rewards or 'winning' anything either. There is no 'end goal,' there is only the system. I can have jellybeans whenever I want whether I did the dishes or not.

Nothing is perfect though. I'm always juggling a few too many tasks and a few always fall off because I run out of energy or time before I can get to them. Sometimes I just fail to add a system where one is needed because I'm already too overwhelmed to deal with confronting the fact that I have a crack in the system. Like how I currently walk in and leave my coffee thermos on the shoe shelf every day until I run out of thermoses. Then they just sit there for days because I haven't made room for them in my system. I'm vaguely aware of the problem but I've never looked directly at it. In order to fix it I'd have to consciously design a spot for them in the system, and I don't know if there's room.

I once just didn't clean my bathtub for a year because it was the perfect storm of being a task I didn't like that was also out of sight 99% of the time. The only reason I clean it now is because I saw a tiktok about a system someone else had where they kept cleaning products in the shower and just cleaned a little every day. —If showering, then clean the shower! That worked so well that I went and got specialized cleaning supplies for every part of the house. My house has never been cleaner. It's not perfect but it's alright.

[outragedtortilla]

a lot of plates

[pikslasrce]

im ngl that scene in the lighthouse when hes trying to jerk off to the idea of a hot mermaid but keeps getting distracted by unsightly visions symbolizing his guilty conscience and descent into insanity is so real like. it really is like that sometimes

[aleikats]

🔸earring exchange 🔸

[heavensigh]

I’m going to take a roadtrip tomorrow. A whole hour and half away. I want some Omurice and I found an authentic Japanese diner that sells some. They are closed on Monday, so once Chu gets home I will get in the car and drive there. I hardly go to Rewood City, in fact I can’t even think of a time I’ve been there in the last 20 years. So I guess it might be fun to see what else they got going on there.

I finally finished Xenoblade 3. Woo, what a rush. I cried at the ending and I guess I can jerk around until the expansion pass comes out. It was a really fun game and I thoroughly enjoyed my time with it. I guess now I can take a break from hardcore gaming. I still play hearthstone every now and then, especially at work, but honestly the gym is taking up so much of time outside of work. Besides, I really like long JRPGs. When I was jobless I consumed games at a rapid speed, I didn���t even get to enjoy the long game loop because I was rushing to get to the next one. It was very unhealthy. Now I’m more balanced? I haven’t bought as many games these last few months. Its for the best.

I should clean my house now, but I’m lazing around on the couch. I know I should get up, prep dinner and do my chores. I want Chu to come back to a nice clean house. I will once I find a good horror movie to put on in the background.

I really need a girlfriend. I have zero friends! I’m on bumble but those options just fizzle out. I’m picky as hell too. It would have been cool to have taken my roadtrip with them today but without Chu I’m one lonely bitch.

I’ve finally, finally decided I don’t want to go to law school. The work life balance is just not what I need it to be. And sure, there are areas of law that have a healthy work life balance but at the end of the day I think about the WHY and it always ends up the same. I want to grow my real estate portfolio and move outside of the country. School would just put me in more debt and it will be a lot to focus on with work, my side businesses, my fitness thing and everything else. I just want money, not to be a lawyer. Besides, the one thing I was really interested in about law was making grand speeches. I just like being on my soapbox. I should look into becoming a politician.

In other news I bought a girdle. I finally bit the bullet. I’m stick of my bloaty tummy messing up my sleek silhouette. My questionable posture doesn’t help either. When I put it on to try it out I had the nerve to feel sexy. Like it was a little secret under my clothes. What a mess lol.

[smallishbabes]

I know Joel means it in a jokey way but him telling us what he had for lunch, what he did that morning, that he cried while watching iron claw, how he’s playing t-swift on guitar hero, that he’s drinking yorkshire gold while editing. I found it all very sweet. Like it’s nice to hear him chilling out irl as a contrast to him being a building lunatic on Hermitcraft lol

[disableddyke]

being chronically ill is like playing a character that loses half their hp with each blow but it’s things like doing the laundry or making your bed

[kyannnite]

only part of a wip but. despite the fact that i CANNOT draw a violin this is going very well

[pippenpaddlopsicopolisthethird]

Y'ALL IM ACTUALLY CRYING OVER RE:DRACULA

ive been listening to the audiobook on road trips and i just got back from a con this weekend so i hoped to finish it on the drive back

When i tell you. That the finale battle where Quincey died just at the moment of sunset. Where Giancarlo Hererra wrung my heart out like a wet rag with his acting in those few lines he got.

That that scene not only finished at the exact moment that i got home. But that it was also exactly at sunset.

I wasn't just listening to the audiobook yall I was there

[amygdalae]

Sekiro is the only game brave enough to ask the question: what if Micolash was 4 monkeys

[gathoscorner]

[furiousgoldfish]

me with my one (1) self-imposed chore during the day: I just have so much going on all at once, I don't know if I'm going to make it trough

[llamagoddessofficial]

God.... I could just imagine Mc "escaping" to go do chores with the other maids and skull just like... Picking her up out of nowhere and carrying her someplace else in the house

In her experience, noblemen are usually loud. They stomp around in their big expensive shiny shoes that have never seen sun, making themselves (and their mess) very well known. On top of that, they're normally pretty physically feeble, struggling with even basic lifting because of their life of luxury.

She does not expect Skull's inhuman strength. He sweeps her off her feet and carries her like she would carry a light box of lace. Nor does she expect his ability to move around the house like a wraith, sometimes quieter even than the servants. It's not unusual to hear screams about once a day in Skull's house- it's nothing to worry about, though. It's just the sound of Skull catching Mc off guard when he steals her back from chores.

[betweenblackberrybranches]

Also turns out my artblock or whatever it is is mostly doing its thing with digital art.. i can still doodle on paper sooo have a cute automaton au moon

[myymi]

“Sonic!” The mentioned hedgehog’s ear twitched at the call of his name, a single eye opening so he could look for who was calling for him.

It was Tails. The small fox was running towards him, a smile on his muzzle that Sonic could see clearly from his spot in the tree.

With a smile of his own forming, the teen hopped down from his perch. He stretched his arms up above his head as he watched the kit run up to him.

“Ms. Amy helped me make you something!” Tails’ smile was just about as wide as it could be as he came to a stop before the hedgehog, cupping his paws behind his back. The older couldn't help but chuckle at him, raising a brow once he noticed the batter-like substance that clung to the fur on his cheek.

He had a pretty good idea what that something is.

“Yeah?” Sonic asked softly, taking the kit’s chin in his paw to look at the batter. He licked his thumb before running it over the younger’s cheek, wiping away the batter. It smelled like chocolate.

Tails’ face scrunched up at the action, grimacing at the wet feeling running over his cheek. When the hedgehog was finished he wiggled out of his hold, using the back of his paw to wipe his cheek.

Sonic snorted as he wiped his paw on his leg, “Would that something happen to be a cake of some sort, buddy?”

“It's a surprise, Sonic!” Tails reminded, crossing his arms with a pout. The teen shook his head before raising his paws defensively–he's learned it's best to play along when his little brother adopts an attitude.

“Right, my bad.” Sonic closed his eyes and covered them with his right paw, extending the left one out to the younger. “Go on, take me to my top secret surprise, buddy.”

“You can't close your eyes now, Sonic.” The fox groaned, raising to his tiptoes to tug on the paw covering the older’s eyes. “We've gotta get to Ms. Amy's house first!” Sonic isn't sure why the kid kept calling her ‘Ms. Amy,’ she was only four years older than him. But he refused to drop the title, so they just kinda went with it. He'd grow out of it. Probably.

“Ohh, right. Obviously.” Deciding he wanted to mess with the kid a little bit more, he glanced down at the fancy little watch the fox made him. Taking note of the direction they needed to head to reach Amy's house, he turned and started walking in the opposite direction. “Let's go, then! Can't wait to–”

“Sonic!” Tails tightened his hold on the other's arm, pointing in the correct direction. “Her house is that way!”

“What? No way! it's definitely this way, li’l bro.” Sonic tugged his arm back just hard enough to pull the fox towards him a little.

Tails huffed at the action and spun his tails, taking to the air and quickly pulling the hedgehog up with him.

“Woah, woah, okay!” Sonic laughed, reaching up to pat the kid's paws. “I'll go the right way, promise.”

The kit’s eyes narrowed at his brother, but he ended up choosing to believe his word. He lowered the teen back to the ground, glancing at his own communicator to double check that he was right about the direction.

Sonic laughed and reached up to the flying fox, gently ruffling his bangs. The kit swatted his hand away, dropping to land beside him. His paws wrapped around his brother’s wrist once again so he could drag him down the path and back to the pink hedgehog’s house.

“Ease up on me, will ya, bud?” Sonic asked, though he didn't really care. He just wanted to be annoying. The fox rolled his eyes as he continued to pull his brother along. “It was an honest mistake!”

“Be happy you're still getting your gift.” Sonic wasn't really sure if it was normal for six year olds to grumble, but he figured it was best if he stopped pushing his luck. The kid had a pretty mean bite if provoked. Literally.

It was a short trip back to Amy's house. Sonic hadn't gone far on purpose, knowing the fox was still a little on edge being near others without him. It'd been a good few hours though, so he thinks it's safe to say the kiddo likes Amy.

“Found him!” Tails called out once they entered the house, letting go of the hedgehog’s wrist. He hurried to the kitchen to find the girl.

“Good!” Amy smiled sweetly at the fox as she carefully picked up a stand that held a small cake. “We worked really hard on this!”

Sonic couldn't help but snicker as he leaned against the doorway, “Figured it was a cake or something. Little guy carried some evidence in his fluff.” The kid shot him a glare, rolling his eyes when the teen winked at him.

“Well, when you have fun while baking it tends to get a bit messy.” The girl defended, walking over to present the treat to the older. “Now here!”

The cake was simple. It was small and circular, covered in a royal blue frosting with a line of bright red framing the bottom of the cake. The words ‘We Love You, Sonic!” were drawn out in, mostly, white frosting, with the ‘W’ being pink and the first ‘E’ being yellow.

Sonic could feel his heart swell up at the sight of it. It was typical of Amy to give him pastries with messages similar to this, but it was a new thing for Tails.

They didn't really vocalize their ‘I love you’s, it was just something between that went without saying. And while this wasn't technically saying it, he knew that the kid had to muster up a lot of courage for it.

With that knowledge, he carefully sped behind Amy to where the little fox was standing and trapped him in a hug. Tails squeaked at sudden contact, but started laughing when the hedgehog nuzzled his head.

“You did the decorating, didn't ya?” He asked, resting his chin atop the younger’s head. “It's just screaming you.”

“It's meant to represent you, Sonic,” Tails informed, trying his best to look up at the teen from their position.

“And it was a team effort, mister!” Amy scolded, huffing as she sat the stand on the counter. “We both baked and decorated it for you.”

“You know I'm just teasing, Ames.” Sonic sent the girl a grin, finally letting go of his little brother with a quick head ruffle, “It looks great though, really. Thanks.”

“Of course!” The pink hedgehog clapped her hands together excitedly and turned to the fox, “It was a pleasure to bake with Tails! He's really good.”

The youngest shrunk into himself at the compliment, muttering a quiet ‘thank you’ as his cheeks flushed red.

Amy smiled at him but decided to pivot away from his embarrassment, “Go ahead and sit down, I'll cut the cake!”

Sonic didn't argue with her and sat down at the table. Tails pushed a chair over so he could sit closer to his hero before climbing onto it.

“So, what flavoring did you two use, big guy?” The teen asked, emphasizing the 'two' so Amy knew he was crediting the both of them.

Tails giggled at his brother and looked over to the counter, “It's mint chocolate chip.”

“Mint, huh?” Sonic raised a brow, just barely managing to repress his snicker at the choice. “You sure this is for me?”

“No, the mint's for me. You won't eat the whole cake anyways.” The kit admitted looking down to his paws as he toyed with his gloves, his legs gently kicking as he waited for the treat.

“That is what's mainly for you.” Amy said as she sat the cake stand onto the table, nodding over to a small box on the counter next to the sink. “It's stuff for chili dogs for you two to cook later.”

“Oh, Ames, you didn't have to do that.” Sonic rubbed the back of his neck. He's mentioned struggling a little to get himself full meals with Tails tagging along, but he didn't mean to make her think she had to supply his food.

“It's no problem, Sonic!” The girl simply waved him off before using her knife to carefully pick up a slice of the cake and set it on Tails’ plate. “He mentioned how you guys have been cooking together lately and it's so cute!”

“Oh, yeah, it's a blast.” The teen decided to run with the topic change, setting his elbow on the table so he could rest his chin on his paw. “Little guy's pretty good. Won't be too long til he ends up being better than me.”

“Nuh uh! No way,” Tails firmly shook his end at that statement, moving around so he could sit on his knees to be taller. “I couldn't ever be better than you, Sonic.”

“No talking like that in my house, young man!” Amy scolded the fox with a stern look, reaching over to poke the tip of his nose. “I won't stand for it. Now let's enjoy this cake.”

Tails didn't argue, instead listening to the girl's command and taking a small bite of his slice of cake. He hummed around his fork, his twin tails wagging gently in delight.

Sonic wasn't surprised that the kid liked it. He'd eat anything mint flavored.

Meaningless conversation flowed between the three of them easily as they ate the cake. Sonic was glad that Tails was able to talk with someone other than him so effortlessly. It had been a long process, but they were making progress and that's all he cared about.

It didn't matter how long it'd take. His patience was endless when it came to his little brother, and he was more than happy to slow down for him.