Not a good brain day. Trigger warning.
Depression is a bitch.
Category: Depressed
Wobbly Wednesday
12,290 Days Alive
6,561 Books to Read
6 Physical/Occupational Therapy Appointments Attended
1 New Purse
So. Physical and occupational therapy is completed. Open House is tomorrow at work. And I’ve been fighting a migraine since Monday afternoon. Ugh.
Muddled But Manageable Monday
12,288 Days Alive
6,493 Books to Read
5 PT/OT Appointments Attended
1 New Purse Purchased
Today was a day in which I might have done too much.
Caught in the Undertow Still
12,287 Days Alive
6,488 Ebooks to Read
I am still catastrophically low on mental resources today. I’m barely able to write a text, never mind a story.
Well. Maybe.
No spoons
Don’t care. Not even writing. Don’t care tonight.
Behind By a Bit
12,282 Days Alive
6,477 Books to Read
3 Episodes of Sabrina Watched
2 Tacos Eaten
1 Cold Front Coming
So. I need to catch up. I’ve been doing great on #FlashFictionFebruary, but I am way behind in all of my reading challenges.
Birthday, Burgers, and Bad Brownies
12,279 Days Alive
3 Weird Burgers
1 Bite of Really Bad Brownie
Today was Pookie and AJ’s respective birthdays! AJ has his own birthday plans, so I’ve not seen him. But we hung out with Tandy and Pookie and a few others (J and Bill6 among them!) for a nice game day! Tiny Tandy was there, too!
Tuesday Coming to a Close
12,275 Days Alive
I am phenomenally low on spoon. I wrote 1,100 words today for #FlashFictionFebruary. I cried twice from the pain.
I am exhausted. So. Enjoy my writings. Take your meds.
Migraine Monday
12,274 Days Alive
6,448 Books To Read
3 Tacos Eaten
2 New Pairs Of Shoes
1 Physical Therapy Appointment Completed
Today was a rough day. I woke up with a squidge of a migraine, passed out in the marshmallow bean bag in the living room after my morning meds. And had my first physical therapy appointment today.
Waylaid Plans and Warring Worries
12,273 Days Alive
6,440 Ebooks to Read
6 Pieces is Bacon Eaten
1 Migraine Being a Jerk
Both my brain and my brain gremlins are being jerks today.
Muddled, Medicated, and Mildly Meditative
12,270 Days Alive
6,422 Books to Read
10 Nuggets Eaten
3rd Doctor Appointment
2 Episodes of Forensic Files
1 Living Room Half Reclaimed
Today was, well, terrible. It ended better than it started.
Continue reading “Muddled, Medicated, and Mildly Meditative”
Woe-Filled Wednesday
12,269 Days Alive
6,419 Books to Read
6 Drawers of Polish Put Away
1 Crying Jag
I was helping Tink and Stephanie unpack and put away some of the boxes from the Boxtopia that the living room currently is this evening. It didn’t go as well as I hope, but we got some things done.
Late Night Cop Out
Lots to say, not enough energy to say it. I’ll try again tomorrow.
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