Trying to find a hermitcraft/life series fic be like:
Grian centric fic
Grian centric fic
Grian centric fic
A random non-grian hermit centric fic
Major character death
Grian centric fic
Grian centric fic
Rape/non-con or incest
Grian centric fic
Grian centric fic
Grian centric fic
Grian centric fic
Grian centric fic
A scar centric fic that's actually just about grian again
Grian centric fic
A random non-grian hermit centric fic
Grian centric fic
Grian centric fic
Grian centric fic
Grian centric fic
Hurt/no comfort
Grian centric fic
Grian centric fic
Gri
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can tumblr like. idk. get rid of the actual nazis on here.
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An example of house-cleaning with ADHD.
My partner has been on my ass for at least the last 3 years to clear out the upstairs nook. As for why he is not assisting with this endeavor instead: it's 100% my stuff and 100% my space. I don't touch the basement. He doesn't touch the nook. Them's the rules.
But, well, you know, executive dysfunction and all that.
So fast forward to this year, with all the stuff happening and particularly Bean. And there's been a lot of "yes, I know I need to get it cleaned out" because we need the space and we also need to replace the windows and we can't get to them but me being me I have dragged my feet on it, because I didn't need to do it today.
Recently, though, I've been getting a little anxious about time - kinda hard to be as blind to it when you've got very visible proof that time is not only passing, but running out. So last week I finally dug through all my art supplies and figured out what I was and wasn't going to use, and gave away all the stuff I knew wasn't in my wheelhouse.
And just like that, there was an item checked off my list - one less barrier to entry.
Today, I woke up with a drive to clean, and if there's one thing you need to know about executive functioning disorders, it's that when the siren song of productivity finally calls us, we MUST drop everything immediately and dance to that demented little tune. So here I am, 12 hours later, exhausted and still only 80% done.
But god damn what an 80% that was. Bookshelves rearranged. Art supplies organized. Tables removed. Tea collection tamed.
Anyway, I still need to put all the books away that are going in storage but the important thing - the most important thing - is that the windows in both the computer room and the nook are now accessible, and able to be replaced so that the top floor of the house can be habitable in the summer months lol. Kind of important, considering Bean's room is up here. And also a lot of the stuff that was taking up space in Bean's room is being moved out, which means we can start properly setting it up. Nice little cascade effect.
I'm definitely gonna sleep like a rock tonight though, lol.
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I got like. No sleep last night. Everyone pray for me today :’)
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not to crosspost from twitter, but having now worked two full days of The Wiggles shows (and been psychically yeeted back 30 years), I would like to point out that, in the game of silly and benevolent comedy pirates, CAPTAIN FEATHERSWORD WALKED SO STEDE BONNET COULD RUN
"Let's say no to torture, I think."
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hey can we like. stop doing this lol
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