Addition of the KirbyCam to keep an eye on him when he's not in the Sanctum with me proving useful, even if that utility lies only in not having to interrupt my work to run from room to room every time I hear either a sound or a silence. (That I can talk to him through it (in a weird, metallic voice) and really screw things up is but the proverbial amusing icing on the amusing cake.)

Continuing efforts to streamline workload so as to focus on the things that truly matter / things that I enjoy: grand being the writer full-time yesterday. Love doing TSR, but I haven't had the full-time writer day in months. And I could tell – no amount of pharmaceutical intervention can amerliorate a lack of writing.

Broken record, perhaps, but fuckit: so much of adapting to my zettelhybrid method – and it is helping, it IS opening up new avenues of thought – is getting used to working in the chaos. Requires a certain patience and faith (in process) that, when the time is right for the honing and the detail work, that I'll be able to dive in with a singular, small assignment focus.

In local news, a second county school district has added a mask mandate because, gasp, they actually keep cases to a minimum; county fair week surge yet to show up in plaguenumbers.