The clotheshanger metric says I'm quite mad

[kaberett]

(By which I mean: I own more button-up shirts than I do clothes hangers. I tend to wear button-up shirts to work if I have anything resembling a healthy amount of grip, so when I am making it to work regularly in clothes that aren't the ones I slept in, this isn't an issue - enough shirts are in the wash that I've always got a couple of spare hangers in the wardrobe. Currently I have two shirts sat in the bottom of the hanging-section of wardrobe, because insufficient hangers. I think I am probably going to ask my GP to a bloods workup checking - among other things - vitD levels, because I'm already at max dose of antidepressant and on a daily vitB supplement, and ruling out other easy fixes seems like a plan, sigh.)

In addition to crossing the housework items off my list (not therein discussed: emptied green bin, moved lots of things through to recycling, etc) and somehow managing to get all my chemistry done in an approximate 9-5 (... 8.30am to 5.15, okay), I have finished up responding to poem prompts:

• The Threshold As Home (prompt: Heimat)
  
• Granat/Garnet (prompt: your favourite gemstone)
  
• (the world will end in fire) (prompt: Monsters that are also landscape features)
  
• Love as praxis (prompt: wheels within wheels, geared to annoy you; content note for abuse & domestic violence)

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[kaberett]

(Additionally: finished the novel that was on the go - Amitav Ghosh's The Hungry Tide - and played a whooooole bunch more of Completionist Computer Game Of The Month; haven't really made a start on the next book - for book club! - but I'm pretending.)