13,455 Days Alive
1 New Adventure
This is my final weekend evening with J and Bill6 before they start their transition up north to Ohio.
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1 New Adventure
This is my final weekend evening with J and Bill6 before they start their transition up north to Ohio.
Continue reading “Of Fantasy and Farewells”13,454 Days Alive
I’m up visiting J and Bill6 for the last time.
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50th Anniversary Luncheon at Work
1 Sunburned Nose
So. My medications make me more… let’s say “sensitive” to prolonged exposure to our dear shining day orb. Or I’m losing my ability to tan on my face.
Either way, I was stuck sitting outdoors this afternoon for the company anniversary luncheon. The bridge of my nose, and only the gorram bridge of my nose, is sunburnt.
My whole face was pink but we have an aloe plant out front that has, or at least had, a nice large leaf collection. It still does, for the most part. But yeah, after lunch, I looked pink.
The luncheon was nice. I managed to play normal whilst sitting directly beside my boss for two and a half hours. I didn’t rock or drum or anything. It was miserable but I managed.
Mentally, I am absolutely ready for this weekend. I’m so worried about Spock, though. My poor baby has lost interest in all food that isn’t his wet food. It could be many things, but he’s still drooling a bit. I can’t take him to the vet until I get paid, though. So I just have to be careful and ration what wet food I’ve been able to find.
If I had twenty bucks to spare that I hadn’t already poured into my gas tank, I’d buy some more food off Amazon. But hopefully I’ll be able to pick some up come payday.
Other than my toasted nose, I’m exhausted. And I want to have a relaxing weekend.
Here’s hoping my last weekend, for the extended foreseeable future, with my bestie J is a good one.
Take your meds, folks.
I’m going to bed.
Take your meds, folks.
13,451 Days Alive
11 Weeks, 3 Days Till Moving Day
1 Disgusting Chicken Pot Pie Eaten
I don’t know what it is, but I can’t stand chicken pot pies these days. I’d rather beef or something.
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15 Squares Joined
1 Snuggly Kitty
I’m in a fibromyalgia flare up. My heating pad is my best friend right now.
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If you’re someone new to this little corner of the universe, I have a lot of mental health issues. And some of them are kicking my ass and then handing it back to me on a platter.
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6 New Dishes Tried
1 New Fun Thing Found
I got to hang with both Cleo and J today. It was absolutely delightful.
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1,300 Days Straight on PostmarkWonderland
Today was… rough. Ended well, though.
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1,299 Days Straight on PostmarkWonderland
1/2 of a Crappy Frozen Cheese Pizza Eaten
Dinner was a mistake. But considering all I had eaten today was a cheese stick and a pair of caffeine pills? It was a necessary evil. Tomorrow’s dinner will be better. I can buy some salad and we can have chicken and salad.
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I started the short story today. The mermaid in the bathtub one. Got almost 800 down in about an hour.
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40 Minute Nap at my Desk on Lunch
1 Massive Headache
I doted on Spock this evening. Gave him wet food and some treats. I’m worried about him.
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I don’t have good words today. I’m in fucking agony.
I’m going to bed early in self defense.
Take your meds, folks.