Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
12,247 Days Alive
5,664 Books to Read
208 Books to Read for the 2019 Challenges
10 Nails Wrapped With Stars
1 Sad Memory
Question of the day: what small act of self care do you do when you’re feeling down?
I’m having a rough day, mentally. And physically. Just… sad and tired and run over by my damn menstrual cycle. Give me chocolate, hugs, and a gorram shoulder rub.
It’s been five weeks and I still feel a low-grade twinge of panic, of who died now fear, every time my cell phone rings.
12,233 Days Alive
3 Weeks Since Daddy’s Passing
2nd Christmas Since We Got Married
1 Massive Panic Attack
I didn’t sleep well last night. Nightmares aplenty. Of illness and heart failure. Of late night calls and of the funeral.
I wasn’t in a very merry mood this morning.
Cannot.
No spoons.
Here’s a picture of a cat.
We came home from dinner with Nan to find our youngest cat, Ariadne, dead in the middle of the floor. Her eyes were still open. The boys, Spock and Peanut seem to be fine. But now I’m terrified they’ll pass too.
I fell the hell apart. Full crying panic attack.
My father died two Tuesdays prior to today.
I also broke my glasses just now by tripping and stepping on them.
I’m kind of over December.
Have some pictures of our tiny kitten, Ariadne. May she Rest In Peace.
Days Alive: 12,211
Day of Hanukkah: 2nd
Streak on Duolingo: 13 days
I’m not okay today. And that’s okay. I know there will be bad days as much as I know that there will be good days.
Days Alive: 12,210
Day of Hanukkah: 1st
Sushi Rolls Eaten: 3
Times We Made Andrea Laugh Until She Turned Purple: 4
Caffeinated Soap Nipples Discussed: 2
Day Streak on Duolingo, Spanish: 12
Happy first night of Hanukkah! I’m exhausted, so a quick entry here.
Days Alive: 12,208
Bottles of Hot Sauce: 4
Slices of Chocolate Dream Cake Eaten: 2
Breadsticks Eaten: 3
Today was the annual “Thanksmas” event at the new adventure. And it ate up most of my day.
Days Alive: 12,206
Ridiculous Things Done Today: 3
High Temperature Today: 63 degrees Fahrenheit/17 Celsius
Pairs of Gloves Ruined Today: 1
Coworkers Who Loved the Donuts Holes I Brought in For Them: All of them.
It’s been an exhausting day, but I made people smile and I feel accomplished. That’s what matters, I suppose.
Days Alive: 12,204
Car Washes Gone Through: 1
Hours Awake: 19, going on 20
I’ve had a headache since three am. No meds have touched it.
I’m blaming the encroaching cold front. And now I’m going to bed.
At least I looked cute today.
Days Alive: 12,203
Naps taken: 2
Iron pills taken: 1
Lessons completed in Duolingo, Spanish: 2
Current NaNoWriMo Wordcount: 27,881
Words Left to Write by Nov 30th: 22,199
I’m sleep deprived. And my iron is likely criminally low again with how I’m feeling.
Days Alive: 12,201
Crappy “cherry jolly rancher” margaritas consumed: 1 and 1/2
Words Written: 1,901
Meals Eaten: 1
Cats Snuggled: 3
I’m having a really bad pain day. Since I’m still getting run over by my damn menstrual cycle, I’ve spent half the day curled up around a heating pad.
Days alive: 12,191
Words Written for NaNoWriMo: 0
Words Left to Write: still 32,956
Rows Left in Shawl Main Segment: 17
I should be working on my NaNovel right now. But hell if I can get my brain to focus.
Days alive: 12,189
No real summary to today. Did stuff, ate food. Made a holiday wreath.
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