14,339 Days Alive

6 Oreos Eaten

1 Bowl of Tater To Nachos Eaten for Dinner

I hate not having bookshelves. Hate, hate, hate it. I’m still living out of boxes and bags and it is grating on my nerves.

I went to the doctor yesterday and got diagnosed with “pretty bad bursitis” of my left hip. Pain meds, ice, heat, and rest have all been recommended and done.

I just want to not hurt.

Lucian made totchos for dinner this evening. Tater tot nachos. They were ridiculously good.

I’m going to go pass out.

Take your meds, folks.