Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
12,394 Days Alive
8,049 EBooks to Read
3 Cards Pulled
2 Doctor Appointments Tomorrow
1 Anxious Me
Tomorrow is for doctor’s appointments out the wazoo. Okay, only two but I don’t care for them and the one I’m going to see is an unknown male.
12,389 Days Alive
8,029 Ebooks to Read
18 Hours Awake
I’m punchy as hell right now. And I have the hiccups.
A lot of the secondary things I do outside of work are much harder or downright impossible without computer access.
It is very frustrating.
I’m not in a great brain space, so I’m just going to go to bed.
Take your meds, folks.
12,375 Days Alive
7,784 Books to Read
2,752 Steps for the Day
I am a little overwhelmed and burnt out today. I feel like there’s so much going on in my mind that I just need to be quiet outwardly.
12,366 Days Alive
7,720 Books to Read
1 Metaphoric Spoon Left
I’m still awake somehow. I got some sleep last night, but it feels like of no quality.
12,354 Days Alive
Today is one of those days where nothing has gone quite right.
It’s exhausting and anxiety inducing as hell. I get paid tomorrow, but my entire paycheck is going to be decimated by bills and gas and medication costs.
I can’t seem to get ahead.
And apparently that’s my own fault. I don’t make as much as my housemates. And my attempts at finding side work has thus far been not as successful as I hoped.
Things will improve. I just have to work harder and more and pray I don’t burn out.
I’m going to bed.
12, 222 Days Alive
7,193 Books to Read
3 Reviews Written
I’ve gotten farther on Baby Bubble’s blanket! Of the actual tree pattern, I’m six rows of fifty five in. It doesn’t sound like a lot, but you can see it starting to take shape already. It makes me want to create a World Tree crochet pattern at some point.
Continue reading “Slow, Slightly Productive Sunday”
12,221 Days Alive
7,171 Books to Read
3 Episodes of Queer Eye
1 Helping of Bread Pudding from the Pub
I spent the day being productive as hell. The days started with a panic attack at five am. It happens, unfortunately.
12,219 Days Alive
7,137 Books to Read
I’m having one of those drowning days.
12,210 Days Alive
10 Years Ago
1 Favored Poem
I fell in love with the words of John Donne long before I ever giggled myself stupid, high on paint fumes, because of still-wet scenery and a crotchety groundskeeper that wouldn’t let us have the doors open on the black box theater.
12,208 Days Alive
6 Days Until the Housewarming
1 Tire Changed
In less than a week, we will be having our housewarming party! I am excited.
12,303 Days Alive
6,619 Books to Read
14 Days Till My Psych Appointment
13 Weeks Since Daddy Died
12 Books Read So Far This Year
6 Days Since I’ve Touched a Book
1 Gifted Pizza
I need to get back into the swing of reading. I’m kind of completely lacking as of late. Just haven’t… even in the midst of mania can’t be bothered.
Continue reading “Dream, Down, Delightful Downpours, and Dear Friends”
12,302 Days Alive
6,602 Books to Read
16 Days Till My Psych Appointment
9 Days Since I Last Slept Through the Night
3 Bars of Royalty Soap Bars That I Want (But can’t justify literally $30 for three bars of soap when I am this broke)
1 Living Room Vacuumed
1/2 Basket of Clothing Put Away
I am mentally and emotionally burned out. I keep going because I have goals set and I literally don’t know what else to do. But I feel like I’m on autopilot.
12,294 Days Alive
6,569 Books to Read
82 Days Since Daddy Died
5 Episodes, So Far, of Marie Kondo
2 Pairs of Glasses Worn Today
1 Round Trip to Savannah, Georgia
Today was such an interesting day. We drove up with Tink to Savannah to help her get her car. And now I’m sleepless.
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