I really wish I had a better reason for not getting the Museum Mishap up last week or this week’s on time. The sad truth, is simply I haven’t been sleeping. Turns out human brains don’t process things very well if you don’t let them defrag and reindex every so often. More often if you’re past your “best by” date.
I have many things I want to tell you, and fictional tales to tell. I’m not falling off the face of the planet, I’m just faceplanting on my bed instead of being able to write. It’s getting better, but I’ve gotten up to get a glass of water and forgotten what I was doing four times before getting to the kitchen. A potentially huge weight off of my ability to sleep was lifted yesterday, the puppy is sleeping most of the way through the night if we let her sleep in the bed, and hopefully new stuff will get the pain management under control.
If anyone has me on RSS I just wanted to let you know I’m still alive, just tired. It should get better soon.