Of Stir Fried Rice and Sore Muscles

14,579 Days Alive

350+ Words Written for All of This Week’s Discussion Board Posts

25 Sour Skittles Eaten (1 Serving)

3 chicken Breasts, Pounded Thin and Cubed

I made what I call ‘white girl chicken stir fried rice’ for dinner tonight. Only Dustin and I partook; Mac got himself some Doordashed Arby’s for dinner. My feelings were a little bit hurt, but it wasn’t my money to spend, and it means, I suppose, Dustin has leftovers for lunch tomorrow?

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Of Sirloins and Stress

14,573 Days Alive

2,029 Days Straight in Duolingo

Mac and I went out to dinner this evening. It was nice to get out of the house just the two of us. But there’s so much going on right now that I am just a ball of anxiety.

I know things will get better. I refuse to believe otherwise.

Take your meds, folks.