Real life intrudes

I actually don’t have a single thing to say about Doctor Who today. Well, not directly, anyway. Unlike every other post in this blog up until this point, today I’m just going to talk about a couple of real-life things.

First, things have been pretty chaotic in my life. I don’t want to go into any detail, so let’s just say that for the past three weeks, it’s been going “this is going to happen,” then a day later, “no, that is going to happen,” then a couple of days later, “oh, you thought you’d get a day to yourself, but no, you have to do this now.” While I’m normally pretty resistant to chaos (everyone else around me is having a lot of problems dealing with everything, but I’m doing pretty much fine), it’s starting to get a bit old and annoying.

"What you going to do, then? Arrest me? Lock me up? Throw me in a cage? Well, you're too late. Ha!"

“What you going to do, then? Arrest me? Lock me up? Throw me in a cage? Well, you’re too late. Ha!”

Part of the problem is that all this chaos is impinging on my free time. I’d love to get back to watching Doctor Who and doing all my usual fan activities, but I haven’t watched anything since “Planet of Fire,” simply due to lack of time. What little time I do have, I’ve spent working on my fanfics, but even that has been very painful and stunted: I’ve spent the last two days hacking at a section comprised of only three paragraphs, and it’s still not right. I feel very, well, trapped.

The main problem is that it’s a waiting game: things will resolve in their own time, and there’s nothing I can do to help them along. I would feel a lot better if there was anything I could do to address the situation. Well, it should all sort itself out within the next week, and everything will go back to normal. As the optimist that I am, I’m looking forward to that.