We have a new addition to our household. His name is Fiver, he is 1 1/2 years old, a mini lop-eared, and a former show bunny. No one was taking him and I always have to bring home the strays. Our original goal was to get a black dwarf, but they didn’t have any, and the bunnies they all had were the cutest anyway. So, why not get Fiver?
Look at him. We have a hutch for him outside, of course, but it’s been such a hot day today he has stayed inside. I decided to put a towel down, which he liked chucking around until it was comfortable, and I cut a hole in the box behind him then filled it with hay so he could go chill out in there as well. He has been checking out the joint, hopping around the place, and flopping down to have naps on or next to his towel. Pretty good so far. I am a tad worried I may actually be allergic. I haven’t handled bunnies before today and my throat is acting up now. The good thing? I had a drink with my housemates and now I’m not too fussed. Drinks will do that to you.
The bad news? I haven’t written anything. Now I’ve had a drink, and because i’m such a cheap drunk, I don’t know if I’m going to be able to write anything today…
I got in 2,000 yesterday and am still ahead because of it, but I don’t like losing my lead if I miss one day. It’s not a competition thing. I hate deadlines. I hate looming deadlines even more. I want to be able to finish with days to spare so I can relax and not freak out by how the finish line is creeping up on me.
Anyway, so after Saturday’s writing, I went off in a huff. The writing was making me depressed and I was feeling pretty shit about my ability to express the story. However, after spending time away from it, I began to feel better and was fine by night time.
Yesterday I aimed to go to the City Extra Write-in….
Oh! Fiver is running circles around my foot! Go bunny! You’re so funny!
Um, yeah. That would have been my first write-in, had I attended. I’m prone to panic attacks, have social phobia, high anxiety, and haven’t been coping with social isolation lately, so had two panic attacks in the morning. Needless to say, I didn’t get in the building! I did make it, at least to out front. After being exhausted and losing the ability to make decisions (it happens when I’m hit with anxiety and have a panic attack), I spent the day in the city with my housemates instead.
I still got writing down in the evening, so reached my target, but with yesterday and getting the rabbit today, I haven’t really had the chance to update anything. Not even on Twitter. I’m not intentionally ignoring anyone either, commentors and messages, just scatter-brained is all. I might begin again tomorrow… or have a rest day… I don’t know yet.
Hey! I got up to open the sliding door and Fiver chased me! He is going nuts. Go bunny, go. I’m going to go watch the bunny…