14,702 Days Alive
$23.21 Spent at the Thrift Store Outlet
2 Free Blankets Received
Well. Today was both awesome and absolutely awful. Awesome stuff first, then my bitching. Here we go!
Continue reading “Of Friendliness and Feelings”
14,702 Days Alive
$23.21 Spent at the Thrift Store Outlet
2 Free Blankets Received
Well. Today was both awesome and absolutely awful. Awesome stuff first, then my bitching. Here we go!
Continue reading “Of Friendliness and Feelings”14,701 Days Alive
1 Stress-Induced Headache
Our oven is weirdly in the fritz. Not sure what would knock an electric oven out of temperature alignment? But we’ll put in a work order when we can to get it fixed.
Continue reading “Of Oven Temps and Overthinking”14,700 Days Alive
1st Dose of Cyclobenzaprine Taken
I am in so much pain today. I don’t know why. I’ve taken my pills, hydrating, and going to try to sleep.
Take your meds, folks.
What’s your all-time favorite album?
I’d have to say that my favorite album, certainly the one with the most positive memories attached, would be Harry Belafonte Returns to Carnegie Hall. Just… so many good memories.
14,698 Days Alive
4 Breadsticks Eaten at Dinner
1 Brand New Job!
I am taking a chance. I am choosing myself, my sanity, my long term goals, and my mental health in the long run by turning this next corner on my employment journey.
Continue reading “Of Chances and Cleverness”14,697 Days Alive
65 Minutes Spent on my Phone Interview
2 Day Headache
Apparently, The Rapture is happening tomorrow. I also have to get my flu shot before my insurance lapses at the end of the month, and I am on the hunt for another bookshelf for us to start putting together the family library in the living room.
Continue reading “Of Money and Mac & Cheese”Share a lesson you wish you had learned earlier in life.
Y’all know that phrase that people regurgitate when things go wrong? It doesn’t seem to matter if it’s a stubbed toe, burned dinner, missed bus, or catastrophic accident. People spit out the “well, everything happens for a reason!” Usually with a well-meaning, gentle smile.
It makes me want to throw things.
Technically, everything does happen for a reason, in the literal sense. That reason is that people make choices of all kinds with or without thought to the potential consequences to themselves or others.
Choice: some guy drove home with a blood alcohol of legally dead. Resulting consequences: my grandmother died and he got a scant eleven years in prison.
Choice: my abusers hurt me. Consequences: I have complex post-traumatic stress disorder and a hatred of bodily fluids.
Choice: I chose to make the best choice for myself and leave Indiana. Consequence: I now live in Wisconsin and am happier than I have maybe ever been.
Everything doesn’t always have a reason beyond chance. Nothing is for certain. But that doesn’t mean that we avoid trying to make better choices when presented the opportunity.
I wish I learned that “everything happens for a reason” is simply someone usually trying to express “I’m sorry this is happening to you, I don’t know why, or how to necessarily help, but I care”.
Which topics would you like to be more informed about?
Honestly? Either better economic systems that are NOT capitalism or actual facts, figures, and statistics on the homeless of America.
14,694 Days Alive
1 Accidental Nap
Man alive am I exhausted. But I scored another contract gig while I am job hunting. So that’s great.
Continue reading “Of Cat Naps and Cheese”14,693 Days Alive
28.9 Hours Worked in the Last 2.5 Days
14.8 Hours Worked Between 1 am and 1105 pm Today
5 Hours of Sleep
1 Interview Scheduled for Next Week
I burned the midnight oil today. I worked from 1am to five am on a several thousand page response to discovery for DW. I then crashed out until 10:14, got up, and got back to it.
Continue reading “Of Sour Skittles and Subpoenas”14,692 Days Alive
Went to the clinic today, to try and address my hip pain and Lowe back pain. They’re not able to ge time in for PT until after December.
Edit/ I am exhausted and it is five am. I should go to bed.
Take you meds folks.
14,691 Days Alive
I am exhausted and overwhelmed and fucking drowning.
Continue reading “Of Unspoken Words and Umbrage”What are you doing this evening?
I am finishing up cleaning up our lovely dinner of salad and chicken nuggets before hitting the books in my two courses this five week term: biology and college math.

I am low-key terrified because I’ve always been told I am a mathematical moron. I don’t agree, but Indo agree that number flip around on me sometimes (thanks, dyscalculia! Not really. Fucking hell it sucks.)