12,286 Days Alive
Nothing seems to be going right today. I’m going to bed in self defense.
Stressful Wednesday
Category: Down the Rabbit Hole
Anniversary and an Upheaval
12,285 Days Alive
2 Years Married
1 Moved Desk
Today is my second wedding anniversary to my Darling Wife. I wish I could say that I was able to afford to do something nice, but I could not. Best I did tonight was sweep the floor.
Continue reading “Anniversary and an Upheaval”Full Moon Wishes
12,284 Days Alive
I’m holding a hope for a positive change in my life right now.
Continue reading “Full Moon Wishes”Sunday Scattered
12,283 Days Alive
I’m still at Nan’s until my car windshield gets fixed tomorrow afternoon.
Continue reading “Sunday Scattered”Words and Broken Glass, Still
12,282 Days Alive
1 Still Broken Windshield
I’m having one of those days where I don’t really have much to say. There’s a lot going on but, there are things I can’t or won’t talk about even here.
I’m going to go work on my NaNovel.
Take your meds folks.
Words and a Windshield
12,281 Days Alive
30,310 Words Written for NaNoWriMo
1 Upset Stomach
I had some shell-less tacos for dinner tonight and boy do I regret it. My stomach is sour.
Continue reading “Words and a Windshield”Out of Spoons
12,280 Days Alive
Windshield still broken. Still stressed out. Got some help. Need more help. Trying not to cry.
Going to bed.
Shattered Plans
12,279 Days Alive
16,308 Words Written So Far
1 Shattered Windshield
I’m just exhausted tonight. Doesn’t help that I was planning to go to bed early. But you know what they say about plans.
There’s a lot going on, so I’m gonna go. Better entry tomorrow.
Take your meds folks.
13,000 Words and a Pizza
12,278 Days Alive
13,000 Words Written Total
Today was a rough day work wise, but I spoiled myself by making a special dinner.
Continue reading “13,000 Words and a Pizza”Sick day.
12,277 Days Alive
618 Words Written Today
Today was a Not Good Day. Been up and down since three am with what is either the worst migraine I had in a long time or a terrible reaction to trying to eat carton eggs.
I’m crawling into bed now. Take your meds, folks.
