I got out early this morning. I’ve got things I want to accomplish, not the least of which is getting back to spend the morning with Roger.

I talked about Soldier’s Life #4, my minor gripe about the author’s pricing and why it bugs me. Also talked way too much about the restarted Factorio game and why this next factory will be The One. Maybe.

Literally, in this case. I baked the week’s bread before getting underway this morning. The difference in time – about half an hour – made the back half of this walk really sweaty.

I talked about Factorio mostly, with some side trips into reading (The Soldier’s Life #3) an writing (The Cat, of course).

In which I went into way too much detail about fixing my SecondLife client problems yesterday and how my Factorio game is off on the wrong chunk.

Tech note: My fumbly fingers stopped the recording inadvertantly as I was getting ready to sign off. I put in a tone to mark the occasion. It’s right near the end.

Caught myself walking-not-talking a lot this morning. What little I did say concerned writing, reading, and playing Factorio. Also, I forgot to turn on airplane mode and shut off the bluetooth and wifi. Might be some extra noise.

Apparently “Showing Up” is in the air. It’s been surrounding me for the last two weeks. I talked about it for most of the walk, after a brief summary of The Full-Sized Bed Incident that started yesterday on the wrong side of said bed.

It’s supposed to be hot again today, but I baked my bread this morning before dawn and got out early before I feel asleep again.

Talked about the first 5 minutes and “showing up” a little. Factorio. The sky. Lots of walking/not talking I think. I’m so tired I’m feeling punchy and will probably grab a nap.

I’m getting to the point in my Cycle of Doom that it has become something of a struggle to stay on target. ADHD and my normal level of cussedness keep prompting me to chuck it. But the writing is going well. The 2/3 days of walking suits and satisfies the need to keep the body moving.

I talked Soldier’s Life, Factorio, and the state of the sky this morning.

I got out right at sunrise this morning and got treated to a light show. Glad I went.

Talked about Level-One Bookshop and spent too much time talking about the grass seeds.

Something set me off this morning. I cranked on about a book that drove me crazy and nattered myself breathless. I feel sorry for the jogger though. Luckily the grass was wet.

A full morning herding words into a coherent flock yesterday. I had so much fun I did more of it in the evening. I’m rushing to get back to it this morning.

Talked about writing, marketing, Joyce Lionarons (butchering her name in the process) and Sarah J. Hoodlet‘s Way of the Wielder series (neither of which I could recall correctly in the moment).

I blame brain cloud.