Upstairs

Today, in a fit of “where the hell is our house under all of this?!?”, we cleaned. The downstairs is straightened, the rugs are vacuumed, the kitchen’s clean.

And I cleaned out one of the two massive walk-in closets upstairs, which by itself netted three bags of trash and untold numbers of old video game boxes, software boxes, and computer gear boxes. That lead somewhat unexpectedly to cleaning the bedroom, doing all the laundry, organizing many of our clothes, and cleaning and organizing both upstairs bathrooms. Much more trash was identified and trashed.

I think this is the first time I’ve been able to see our bedroom floor for weeks. I think it’s the first time I’ve been able to stand in the walk-in closet in months. I think we seriously cut our fire hazard level. I think my legs are killing me. I think, all in all, it feels really really good.

And I think the trash guy’s going to get a hernia picking up our trash on Tuesday.

Comic schedule change

I’m cutting back to 1 day a week for the comic — too many other things are going on in my life that are more important and while the comic is very important to me, well, something’s got to give.

Having a schedule is really, really important to me, because a comic author without a schedule is just a sketch artist with continuity. So, Tuesdays are comic days. (Why Tuesdays? Because I’m probably the only one.)

Any other day might be a comic day if I get an epiphany, but don’t count on it. I’ll still be updating the blogs and posting links to weird stuff I see, but that’s about it.