December is typically my favorite month of the year. The vold and quiet and long night hours are perfect for reflecting, relaxing, and closing out the last 365 days.
I didn’t get a chance to do that last December. Most of the month was occupied by a whirlwind of activity, capped off with getting so sick I had to be hospitalized, and moving into my new house. (The move occurred while I was lying in bed in a hospital room, so my last memory of my old apartment was of being rushed out of it at 5am to the emergency room. Whee.) So, this year I was looking forward to having a proper December.
Hasn’t really panned out. A slew of little factors have added up to make it a more depressing than pleasant month, and I’ve been more burned out than chilled out. I have a week of vacation coming where hopefully I can turn things around, but dunno how.
So, updates for anachronauts may not be forthcoming in a scheduled fashion. The next chapter’s maybe 40% plotted out and needs serious work and I’m stifled right now. Unless I have some breakthrough coupled with a burst of energy, it’s gonna be slow going. Sorry for the mess.