Happy Saint Patrick’s day! My weekend has been rather a mess but today is alright so far. Stewart’s is doing 99 cent ice cream cones so I got one and that was a nice little treat.
Unfortunately, my recent past and immediate future is not particularly fun. My siblings did not, in fact, come to visit. My mom hasn’t been feeling very well so they decided to stay at my dad’s until she feels better. Unfortunately, she is not feeling better and their break is almost over. I might not get to see them for more than five minutes and it makes me want to scream.
Even worse, I may not get to go to my dad’s this weekend for the same reason. I am so incredibly frustrated. I completely understand, but it also is really difficult for me. We’re supposed to go see my grandparents for Easter so next weekend wouldn’t work. It would be six entire weeks without visiting which I can’t say I’ve had to do since we moved to New York.
On the bright side, I am mostly having fun with my piano. I still get frustrated by the inconsistent volume issue and the only solution is to play slower, which my ADHD brain absolutely hates. I just want to move on to learning new things instead of retraining my fingers to play songs I already know. I know that isn’t the best idea, though. I still have a lot of fun playing with different volumes, even though it’s really annoying that the changes are sometimes unintentional.
I finally finished the story of Slime Rancher 2! It was very beautiful. I’m still playing and optimizing my ranch which is fun. I also adore Keflings and my dad got me the DLCs that have been released for Steam—which I absolutely loved playing on Xbox, so I’m very happy—and that’s been great too.
Admittedly, I have been feeling very floaty recently. I don’t really know how else to describe it. It just feels like floating in Lake Champlain with no way to get back on dry land. The days are just kind of going by and I don’t really have any control over them. I feel like that a lot, actually. It’s just been worse recently because the things I’m excited about keep getting canceled. I don’t do very well with things like that. I don’t do well with anything I planned on getting changed at all, in fact. It’s the autism, I know, but knowing the reason doesn’t make it less frustrating.
That’s how I’ve been lately. It could be worse. It could definitely be better. As it goes.