Most of my list for today is checked off. Pay bills, wash dishes, water vulnerable outdoor plants, sew on the zig-zag dress (I'm as far as I can get without cutting bias tape). The only things not accomplished are writing some, and registering for BotCon.

Unfortunately, while emptying the countertop compost bucket into the "active" compost bin, I caught a whiff of slimerot. Otherwise known as anaerobic composting, and the reason why Wonderful Husband needs to turn the compost every week, or at the least, every other week. (Even before I got put on light duty by my doctor, turning it was a struggle for me and Wonderful Husband wanted to do it; I just stand by, spraying it with the hose whenever the layers are too dry.) It was turned this last weekend, and needs to be turned again this coming weekend. Fortunately, the ambient air temperature is coming back down....

Since I didn't give enough blood to the doctor today, though, it is time for me to go to bed. Tomorrow, I get to get up an hour early, go down the street to the nearest Quest Diagnostics as soon as they open, and wait in line for them to take more of the red stuff. At least this time I'm not doing a fasting test; I can have breakfast first! Debating reading more of the 1928 sewing book, or more of Midnight Blue-Light Special, while in bed. I'll probably go for the former; the latter is being quite enjoyable, and will make the wait tomorrow seem shorter.

Just got back from final night of writing class. Bedtime in about 15 minutes. Not writing tonight.

Went to doctor today. Got set up for a battery of tests including three separate blood tests, one ultrasound, and one of those fun tests where they shoot dye into you and then scan you.

Oh, and one of the blood tests is most likely going to be the day after I get my wisdom teeth removed. Yay. Fortunately it appears that I can go to the lab one mile away from me... the one right across from where my writing class is located. Better by far than having to drive ~12 miles each way to the one I've gone to before.

Well, I've got a working pattern for the tops for the two costumes. Unfortunately, unless the sunlight proves me wrong in the morning, I don't actually have the fabric for either.

I also have a doctor's appointment in the morning, which I hate, hate, hate. Unfortunately Wonderful Husband won't let me cancel it even though the problem has gone away. Which means I'm out two hours' work and two hours' pay and Mondays are always hellacious at work and now it's going to be worse. Plus the manager is going to yell at me, and it means that I can't ask for my other day's vacation for at least two weeks after this stunt, which means I'm not going to know about Fanime for at least two more weeks, so I still can't book tickets. Maybe I should just give up and admit I can't staff or attend this year.

Do not expect fic tomorrow.