I really need/want to customize the look of this blog. I've played with it before but couldn't settle on any changes.
On the one hand, I like customizing the look of my blogs and think this one especially needs it, because of the name. Individualisticity isn't an actual word, but it is my own creation having to do with individuality. A blog with a name based on individuality shouldn't be using a generic layout, am I right?
On the other hand, I really like this particular layout. The blues and green and cream seem comforting and soothing to me.
Well, we'll see what happens. Someday I may change it. I've always liked new and interesting changes in my life. I'm sure the same will be true in my blog.
I've been catching up on other people's blogs today. Bloglines and I have had our disagreements but overall I'd say I quite like this method of keeping up with blogs.
I also tried to print out the lectures from my creative writing course this morning. I found them very interesting and would like to keep copies for future reference. The problem is, of the two printers in our house, neither has a sufficient supply of ink and/or paper. Le sigh.
Fortunately the class doesn't officially end until Tuesday and we are supposed to have an additional two weeks after that to print out anything we need to.
I gave it a good try anyway, and caught up on blog reading, so at least I feel like I've accomplished something. I've been feeling very lazy again lately, like I should be doing more, though I'm not sure what it is that I'm supposed to be achieving. I've just had the feeling that I should be doing something and I haven't been.
Yesterday this feeling (along with my sense of decency and cleanliness) prompted me to get this house straightened up before my mother returned from her vacation. My stepdad, God bless his untidy soul, is quite possibly the world's most accomplished slob. He rarely puts trash in the trash can, or dirty dishes in the sink, or refolds blankets once he's used them, or, or, or... I always forget until I try to do things just how much ordinary things wear me out now. I didn't do a lot, by my standards, but it was enough to completely and thouroughly wear me out to the point of falling asleep at 5 o'clock in the evening.
I realize that "fatigue" is a part of Multiple Sclerosis, but seriously? A little cleaning and straightening and taking out trash and I'm napping for hours? Double le sigh.
Oh well. I'm not going to let it bother me too much. It beats the hell out of the months when I was so tired and weak I couldn't even manage a trip to the kitchen to make a sandwich. If I don't return to that point again I'll be perfectly happy with nap taking after every chore.