The "A Haunting" ep with the hospital.

Writing has taken a backseat to hospital visits and generally fucking around. I'm not the one in Hospital. Life is strange when someone in your immediate family is in the Hospital. I'm spending a lot of time alone with a small army of cats and a dog who is both clingy and doesn't understand that if she wants me to play fetch, she has to actually bring me the ball, not put it at the end of the couch and stared at it.

Stressfully and feeling guilty because you did the wrong thing, but also knowing you didn't know the full picture.

I got a wifi camera to spy on the animals when I have to leave them to their nonsense and there's no one to send me pictures. Pictures of Spiderman. I mean pictures of my dog, knowing what she doing at any moment. Even if that usually sleeping in a window; barking her head off for no reason or chasing a cat. She staring at me where a ball is out of arms reach of me. I love her but sometimes she drives me up a wall with her weird ball notions.

Basically, this has caused things I was planning for this week/month to be out a wack but things could be worse. Life is constant of throwing things out wack, while it laughs at your plans. Somethings might recover but making videos is unlikely thing right now. Though, I am in an empty house except for animals and apparently ghosts.

That's right the first time I have an infrared red security camera, I capture two orbs at 3am something. This amuses me more than anything else. I am the person who falls asleep to A Haunting. They do look legit but one also came from my cat's stomach.

I don't have much to say today, so I shall bow out until I have words. Now enjoy this video.

Forgotten Post.

I had an idea for this week's post but I didn't hit when inspiration stuck so I'm just staring at the two words I wrote to represent that idea and I'm not sure exactly what I am meant. Everyone is now out of the hospital, and no one went unexpectedly in during that time. Despite someone almost hitting me on a roundabout by driving straight on to it while I was on it and I had right of way, because I was right of them and like I said I was bloody on the roundabout.

Actually I've had a lot of car incidents recently, it's probably due to all the driving I've had to do, so I'm tired and I have done nothing. The exercise goal is out the window at the moment but I need to get back to it. We are at home now so there's no excuse. I guess there's so much I want to do it and it's not the fun goal so it's the one I'm willing let slip over messing around with my bullet journal while some random crime show plays in the background, and my family is horrified.

We're spending time together in the living room more, as in they all sat in there in this evening, I guess hospital visits have gotten us to use spending time together, though a lot of them were going room to room while the room's patient falls asleep on you and then picking a room to stay in when they both do it. Sometimes that room is hallway out of there.

I know some people are really freaked by hospitals, but they are normality of my childhood. Seeing someone post surgery and basically get better has always been my experience. I know some people have trauma and others never enter one until they were sick. It's a new hospital, it's can't have too many ghosts yet (though who knows what the ground was use for before).

I'm still tired from driving despite not having drove since Monday. I came down first to take the bins out (also to check on those flurry things that live in separate rooms of my parent's house) and they got of Tuesday so it felt stupid to go back up to an already cramped house. I had already been sleeping on the couch where I would go with more people in it. My sister will secretly be glad that we're gone from her house.

I managed to film something while they were gone, also I randomly cry while talking about how stressed I have been. Editing is still not happening. I just need to sit and do it. Just there's never enough time for productivity, turns to waste.

I remember what I was going to write, but I'll save it for next time when maybe I have the energy for deep thoughts.