14,099 Days Alive
78 Rows into Bernadette’s Blanket
5 Chicken Tenders Eaten
We’re at Pathfinder tonight, as per usual. I’m utterly exhausted and basically propped up in a corner, crocheting and trying to keep my eyes open.
I’ve had a Monster earlier this afternoon but my cycle is running me over and I am in desperate need of a hot shower and a long night’s rest.
I’m seventy-eight rows into Bernadette’s Blanket and it is lovely. I need to take measurements of its current size because I am two skeins of yarn in and I have no idea how big it is. I know Bernadette is about my height, so I want to make this a good size for her.
Man, this whole my job not taking out any taxes thing has me stressed out to the point of sleeplessness. I owe about $1,300 and it just sucks. I have to set up a payment plan and it possibly screws my ability to go to Rhode Island this summer because I don’t know how I’m going to afford a flight and food money for the trip.
But maybe I can budget, pick up a side gig online or something? Just make ends meet somehow. I’ve made sure that the taxes are being pulled out properly now. But it does drop my paycheck by over two hundred dollars every two weeks. It’s so frustrating.
In good news, my newly-found elder sibling, Lucien, and I have a video chat planned for tomorrow! We both crochet and are both super nerdy. I’m super excited to get to know them. They’re down in Tennessee, so a good ten hour drive from here. I hope we can meet up at some point, but video chat and messaging will work for now.
Mentally, I’m not doing too great. I’m on my cycle and the dysphoria is really bad. The pain is awful and kept me up till almost two am last night. Ye Gods I want free from uterine issues.
I am still trying to find a good therapist. Finding something that will work around my work hours and my financial capacity is difficult. And I do have a doctor appointment coming up on the 13th.
My anxiety is making me nauseous. I’m going to go sip some more water and crochet until end of the game. Hopefully we wrap up soon, because I just want to use the sleep.
Take your meds, folks.
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