14,478 Days Alive
2 Inches of Fresh Snowfall
1 Blanket Finished
I’m still terrified everything is going to go wrong. Anxiety sucks.
Hopefully, by Tuesday evening, I’ll be able to say I have a new car. My worries will no doubt change into something else, but hopefully things will go right.
I tried playing Skyrim today. Got hella nauseous. I really want to play more video games with Mac but I am just losing the battle to depression naps. I woke up at quarter to seven this morning, went back down at eight thirty till ten thirty. I didn’t sleep all day at least. And I managed to make it to the online 221B Write In on Discord.
Even though I haven’t gotten any writing done this week, I was still productive. I managed to finish up Axton’s blanket. Now I have three on my hooks: Mark’s Two-Tone Throw that I just started this evening, the Forrest’s 13 Point Round Ripple Blanket, and DW’s peacock and robin’s egg colored blanket that is the same pattern as Mark’s.
Anyway, I’m nauseous still, so I’m going to go crochet and then sleep.
Take your meds, folks.
Postmark Wonderland 