So, my second week into healing after what I thought would be a minor surgery but apparently is quite a major one, and I am bored. I am bored with being in pain, bored of not having any fitness, not being able to drive, and most particularly not being able to lift anything, as this bans me from doing any of my normal activities: laundry, cooking, powerlifting, yeeting my fae child across the room, or catching her as she launches herself down the stairs etc.
It also puts me at a loose end. I am not good with free time and, as I no longer feel the need to sleep continuously, I need to fill the times before my morning snooze and my afternoon nap. So far, I have built a wooden ship, a wooden lock box, and a wooden orrery; filled an adult colour by numbers book; and completed an old cross stitch that has been laying around since I was 16. I have also written 5 or 6 blog posts (which is why they are publishing like clockwork on Mondays right now), first drafts of three books and two 60k+ fanfictions.
I have also listened to 12 audio books and am looking for more.
When I listed this little lot to a friend of mine, whilst bitching about the restrictions, she paused in her replies before asking
“Don’t you like daytime TV?” Which got me thinking. TV… oh yes that IS a thing people do. It honestly never occurred to me to turn it on. I never watch TV, I stream stuff on a fire stick occasionally, but honestly it didn’t occur to me that this is something that can be done to pass time. The only thing our streaming service thinks I watch is Paw Patrol, Numberblocks and Walking with Dinosaurs (hyperfixation is real and a cruel master).
So now I am sitting in the cafe area of my gym, ‘supervising’ my fae as she is at class because I am not allowed to attend those either (no I’m not jealous) and pondering why it never occurred to me to watch the idiot box. Other than there is never anything on it that I would like. Although Walking with Dinosaurs is ok.
Raising the Modern Fae 