14,558 Days Alive
93.6% In My Claims Cycles Class
3 Days Till Payday
2 Bowls of Turkey Chili Eaten
–$26.11 in the Bank Till Friday
Well, fuck. I don’t often overdraft myself. But apparently. I have to rock being in the red until Friday because something pulled out when it shouldn’t have.
It’s fine. Really isn’t, but what is stressing about thirty bucks going to do? Make me have a panic attack, likely. I’m just… I have five dollars in savings because I had to buy cat food for Spock. And prices are only going up because of the tangerine tyrant. Ugh.
I am… so very disappointed in myself. I am stuck in the mire and it’s not like I can schedule a fucking therapy appointment to talk about it right now.
Things will I improve, in time. I just have to be patient. Keep working and going to school, and maybe things will her easier.
Off to shower, then read a book or something. I’m still fighting through the beginnings of Gone Girl with limited success.
Take your meds, folks.
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