Lot to cover, so here we go.
Couple weeks back I got invited to join this app called Clubhouse. It's interesting, but honestly seems like just a way to waste a lot of time listening to strangers talk. Another buddy invited me to a group where authors read excepts from their books.
This group is run by that other well-known author who has a book coming out with my book's name. My buddy thought it would be funny if I asked the guy if I could read an excerpt from my book in an upcoming get together(they do them every Monday), and I thought, "Why not?"
So I reached out to this guy and gave him the details of the book. I honestly sort of figured he'd never reply, but he got back to me fast and said, "Sure, how about next Monday?"
Now I'm freaked out a bit because I get weird about public speaking. But tomorrow night I'm reading the prologue to my book...
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Last week at work was busy. A lot of tickets coming into my lane late Thursday night, so I was not a popular guy when I started finding a lot of errors at about 3pm on Friday. Nobody wants to hear that right before the weekend.
On top of that, my bathroom sink backed up again and I finally decided to take it apart and look. I thought the backup might be in the trap but guess what? It wasn't. It's farther in, inside the wall. So I have to go into the wall in my kid's closet, break a hole and take a look.
I call my dad to come take a look and we try to remove some pipes. It's not working. These pipes are solid steel from like 1970 and haven't been touched in 50 years. So Friday night we had to super heat the pipes and I finally got the pipe off. It's backed up with hard stuff so that the pipe isn't even salvageable.
My dad makes a drawing and goes to the hardware store. He's gone for like 2 hours, but he comes back with a bunch of stuff to completely rebuild the pipe from the sink to the clogged place. It takes us a little while, but shockingly it works on the first try. No leaks.
Now I have to fix all the drywall holes, which are pretty sizeable, but at least we have our sink back. (we have one bathroom, remember? So we been brushing our teeth in the kitchen sink.)
I gotta get out of this fucking house. Or level it and have them rebuild it from scratch, because I like the neighborhood(and can't really afford a new house in this state)
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Then Saturday--off to shoot a video for the freelance doll thing. It was supposed to be short, so I can finish editing it this weekend. Turns out, it's just as long as normal. I worked 12 hours on it, same day I shot it. About 60% done.
If I don't get it done today, it's gonna wait--I have a lot of actual work to do this week so I'm not workin 8-10 hour days testing, and then going back to editing. Not gonna happen.
And May is almost here...it's going to be the most brutal month of my life. At one point I'm working 21 days straight without a break. Gonna suck, and to be honest, I'm starting to feel old for the first time in my life.